The Legend of Noralon - A Litrpg Apocalypse

Penny woke up as the window to her bedroom was smashed open. She screamed as little green men flew through her now open window with gusts of icy air. She scrambled to grab something but didn't get 2 feet before the little green men were on there. Their nasty clawed hands wrapped around her hair as they yanked her backwards painfully.

The goblins, for she couldn't think of any other name that could suit them better, bound her hands together with twine. She tried to struggle, but one of the goblins placed a wicked sharp knife against her throat, forcing her to stop struggling lest the foul creature slit her throat.

When they finally had her wrists bound, they dragged her out of the bedroom window by her hair, forcing her to stumble. She screamed as they pulled her out of her warm room and out into the frozen world outside in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and her underwear. The cold air and freezing snow immediately snapped the warmth from her body.

Her thin clothes were nowhere near enough to keep her warm, and she immediately started to shiver as she was pulled to the road where a huge carriage of all things was sitting. The back was covered in a metal cage, and two massive wolves were carefully pulling it. Already, the carriage was full of people; some of them she recognized as her neighbors and others she didn't know. Most of them were in their pajamas, and few were naked. All of them were shivering.

"The fuck is this shit!!"

Penny turned around to see her foster father screaming as his flabby naked body was dragged over the snowy ground by six goblins. The flabby man kicked one of the goblins in the face. Then, one of the other goblins stabbed him in the leg. He screamed as he stumbled to the ground. The goblin he kicked screeched in outrage.

This earned some snickers from the other goblins. The kicked goblin's eyes went red as it pulled his own knife and stabbed into the foster parents' chest over and over again. Each time, the blade sunk into him with a wet thunk. As blood splattered across the fresh snow.

Penny looked on in shock; someone was screaming. She only realized it was her when one of the goblins hit her, and she shut up. The goblins holding her hair yanked her back towards the carriage. She was shoved unceremoniously into the rough-made carriage. She sat next to a man in pajama pants and slippers.

Penny sat there in shock as the goblins fed her foster father to the wolves. His body was ripped apart, his organs dropping to the road with a wet squelch as the wolves tore him in twain. Then, something appeared in front of her eyes.

Welcome to the System, Penny Miller!!!

As you did not take advantage of the extensive guide the system provided six years ago, you muggles, and you will now be initiating your world to the system without the tutorial.

Cliff notes version: You get a system, classes, and skills. Most of your landmarks will be turned into Dungeons or Settlements to soak up the excess mana and prevent everyone from dying from mana poisoning.

If you want any additional advice, find and conquer a settlement, avoid the dungeons, as they produce monsters, and try not to die. Maybe try and find a [Beta-Tester] who actually knows what they're doing.

Peace the Fuck Out.

"What the hell is going on?" she asked, her teeth chattering.

She started navigating the menu; she didn't have anything better to do. She looked over her options. She pulled up the small help menu and went over all the information. It was sparse, and most of it was only useful if she had a class. That led her to the class option menu.

Class Options available:

Fighter Class Options

Dancer - Basic

Spellcaster Class Options

Biomancer - Lesser

Life Mage - Common

Air Mage - Common

Rogue Class Options

Whore - Basic

Prostitute - Common

Courtesan - Uncommon

Ranged Class Options

Driver - Lesser

Support Class Options

Singer - Basic

Bard - Common

Priest - Common

Crafter Class Options

Musician - Common

She was pulled from her study when the carriage went over a speed bump. She looked up in shock, not even realizing that she had been moved. But she quickly realized that they were heading towards the university. Unfortunately, she was already shivering heavily; it was so cold.

As they slowly approached the university, Penny trembled, and not just because of the cold. The Kwatline Poly tennis court was covered in corpses, and bodies littered the parking lot as they pulled into the university.

The moment the cart stopped, the cage opened, and the goblins returned to drag them out. This time, Penny couldn't even fight back if she wanted to. She was so cold that her limbs were numb, and she felt it was a minor miracle that she didn't already have frostbite.

The goblins dragged her through the university along with the rest of her captured neighbors. They pulled them through the ground. Taler muscled green men, orcs, she guessed, milled around in chainmail—large cream-white weapons in their hands.

A fat goblin walked up to them, sputtering in a language Penny didn't even try to understand. The fat goblin was covered in bones and feathers, and he held a strange staff in one hand.

The fat goblin held up a rough shard of diamond as big as a person's head. Penny felt her eyes bulge out of her head. Even if the diamond was unrefined, it was huge.

The fat goblin waved the massive diamond in front of the first person in line. The man tried to back away, but the orc grabbed his arms and forced his head forward. Motes of light lit up in the crystal—two types. One type looked like little embers, while the other motes looked like the blue of the ocean.

"Sainouge," the fat goblin said. The orcs dragged the man.

"Hey, what are you doing to me? Stop!!" the man called out. But the orcs didn't seem to care as they dragged him away. Then, they moved on to the next person. Penny quickly learned to recognize that there seemed to be eight different colors. The embers and ocean blues were the most common. But there was also a vibrant pale green that seemed to dance in an invisible wind, a gray-brown that looked specs of dust, little motes of pale yellow, almost white light shone inside, deep grape purples, a sickening black and a golden mote of light that made her feel a little better even as she shivered in the cold surrounded by orcs. Every person who was tested had motes of every color that appeared in the diamond. But it wasn't balanced. Some people had a balance, while others seemed to favor one mote over any other.

After they tested them, they were dragged off. Most of the people were dragged off to the left to a large cage overstuffed with humans. Aynone, who triggered an abundance of the golden motes, was taken into a nearby building. Anyone who tried to resist was beaten or killed.

When it was finally her turn, Penny wasn't sure which she would prefer. The fat goblin waved the massive diamond over her head, causing her to hold her breath. As the diamond lit up, gold and green motes of light dominated the crystal.

"Fic-narn," the fat goblin called out, and the orcs dragged her trembling body away.

They dragged her into a first-floor room in one of the buildings. Metal bars were placed over the windows, and two massive orcs with spears stood guard at the door.

"Stay here, slave. If you leave, I kill you," the Orc snorted

DING!!!

Congratulations!!!

By being enslaved by the Bloody Teeth Goblin Horde, You have earned the Title: Slave

You have earned 1 Skill point.

As a Slave, you have unlocked additional classes.

Penny blinked at the notification, stunned. At some point, she began to take in her surroundings. Dozens of other women sat in the room, dressed a little better than she was.

"Are you ok?" a woman in sweats with the university logo asked.

She was short and plump, with brown hair, but what caught Penny's Attention was that she seemed to be slightly glowing and giving off a lot of heat.

"I don't know," Penny admitted.

"I'm Eve," Eve said.

"Penny," she responded, her teeth chattering in the cold. "Do you know what's going on?" she asked.

Eve's face somehow turned even whiter.

"They're kidnapping and killing people," Eve said, her eyes downcast. "You'll see soon enough. For now, let's get you some clothes," Eve muttered as she dragged her over to one wall.

Penny immediately realized the wall was filled with the university's merchandise, including the sweats. She immediately tried to tear open a pair of sweatpants, but her trembling fingers prevented her. Eve took the bag from her and ripped it open for her.

Penny ripped the pants out and shoved her numb feet through the leggings. She almost cried in joy when she pulled on the socks. She ended the ensemble with two sweaters before she broke down and started to cry. She had been shivering in the cold for god knows how long, and now she was at least starting to feel warm again.

Eve hugged her as she sobbed. Rubbing her back as other people were led into the room. As Eve held her, Penny felt her body warming up as all of her aches and pains disappeared.

Some of the people tried to look around, tested the windows, and generally tried to escape. Unfortunately, the bars had been forced into the window, and the door was guarded by two huge orcs with large, wicked-looking axes.

"How are we supposed to escape?" Penny asked.

"I don't know," Eve admitted. "My skills don't lend themselves to escaping."

"Skills?" Penny asked.

Eve shrugged. "When you pick a class, you can get skill points and use them to buy skills. You can also get them if you get a title …"

"like a slave?" Penny asked.

"Yeah, it seems so. Anyway, I picked [Healer] because I wanted to be a doctor, so healing magic sounded like a good idea," Eve said as she huddled down next to her.

Penny opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but that's when the screaming started. People, women, eight of them were being dragged from their cells into the center plaza. Against the protests of the captives.

Then they stripped off their clothes and started to rape them. Penny covered her mouth in shock and horror As the scene played out in front of her, unable to look away. People screamed in rage and anger, and goblins laughed at them. Then, the goblins grabbed a limb and crushed them. People recoiled as dozen of people who had just been threatening to kill the goblins were now on the ground with at least one limb broken, screaming in agony along with the women being raped. Then, the orcs grabbed a few more women and brutalized a few more men just for the fun of it.

The goblins, who were not actively involved, stood around, jeering while the prisoners sobbed and begged. One of the women lay unconscious on the ground. Her lack of awareness didn’t save her from being abused just as horribly as the others. Two Orcs were using her at once. One group of goblins had decided to make a game of it. A naked and bleeding woman stood in a circle of them. One of the goblins chased her with a smile on his face and a dagger in his hand. She already bled from at least five different places, the worst of which was a ragged cut across her left breast. As she begged, the goblins only hooted louder, aroused by her pain.

Penny finally tried to tear her eyes away from the living nightmare playing out just outside her cell. She clapped her hands over her ears and closed her eyes, trying to block out the horror that was happening outside.

She didn't know how long she had been there, but at some point, people stopped screaming, not because the goblins had stopped but because they couldn't scream anymore.

As much as she didn't want to admit it. A part of her was glad that they had stopped screaming just so she wouldn't have to hear it. Even as that thought surfaced, she felt guilty. Guilty enough that she had to look again.

Then, a new flavor of nightmare began. The fat goblin ordered the orcs to grab one of the victims and dragged her to an altar in the middle of the courtyard. The fat goblin held up a massive blood-red ruby the size of a soccer ball. Then, it plunged a dagger directly into the woman's chest. She violently screamed as blood exploded out of her chest, ripped from her body as if a bomb had just gone off in her chest, before her lifeblood was dragged into the massive blood ruby, filling the bottom of the blood ruby with glowing red color. Then he moved on to the next human and the next, and the next, sacrificing them one by one.

"What's happening?" Penny asked. "How did all this happen?"

"It was early this morning." Eve began. "I was just waking up to go for a class on ---"

"Wait, you're a university student?" Penney asked. "How old are you?"

Penny had honestly assumed Eve was no older than sixteen, maybe fourteen. She was that short.

"I'm twenty," Eve protested.

"You don't look it. You look like a busty teenager," Penny said.

"Blame my genetics," Eve said, rolling her eyes.

Then the light went out of them as Eve's eyes traced over the orcs by the door.

"When we all got the system message, it was chaos. Some people started larping right away. Others freaked out. In the end, it didn't really matter. The goblins, goblin orcs, and a troll showed up. I don't know where they came from, but they showed up and started killing people. The larpers seemed to have figured things out sooner than the rest of us, and they started to evacuate."

"And they just left you here?" Penny asked in horror.

But Eve just shook her head.

"The goblins cut the university in half in the first five minutes. The larpers tried to get everyone out of the north end, but everyone on the south end was trapped. They rounded us up and captured us. Even the larpers stood no chance against them," Eve said with a sniff. The funny thing is this is exactly the type of thing my boyfriend would have loved. And now I don't even know if he's alive."

Eve broke down crying, and this time, it was Penny's turn to comfort her new friend. Penny felt a chill go down her spine at the defeated tone in Eve's voice.

"Then they brought out that crystal and started to separate us. Anyone they didn't like got fed to the rock," Eve said with a shudder.

Penny felt herself shiver at the casual brutality of it all.

"I was looking over the classes and trying to figure out which one to pick," Penny said. Do you have any ideas?"

Eve shook her head.

"My skills are [Diagnosis], [Medical Lore], [Aura of the Sun], and [Slaves Focus]," Eve said. "[Diagnosis], [Medical Lore] just help me scan patients and remember stuff. [Slaves Focus] helps with my … focus, but it also lets me ignore pain. But the only skill that is really useful right now is my [Aura of the Sun]," Eve admitted.

"Is that why you're glowing?" Penny asked

Eve nodded. "It passively heals and calms everyone around me. As a side effect, it also turns me into a heated nightlight. What about you? What class and skills have you picked."

"I haven't decided," Penny admitted, looking over the list again. The first thing she noticed was that every class now had the word enslaved in front of it.

"You should pick something. You can't gain levels if you don't pick a class," Eve said as Penny looked over her options again.

"They all say enslaved now," Penny muttered to herself.

Eve shrugged.

"Yeah, that happened to everyone. I used to be a [Healer]; now I'm an [Enslaved Healer]. I think It makes us more useful to our owners, " she said bitterly.

She paused when she got back to the description of [Enslaved Courtasian]

Enslaved Courtesan - Rare

The rogue can specialize in many ways: assassins kill, thieves steal, and spies observe. The Courtesan, on the other hand, charms and beguiles their way to success. Why work yourself to the bone when you can get a sugar daddy to obey your every whim?

As a Slave, your skills will have double the effect on slavers.

At first glance, Eve might have been right, especially as all of her skills were helpful. But what if you had a skill that inflicted damage? Would that mean inflicting double damage?

An idea she had heard about in a story trickled into her mind. She didn't want to do it, especially after what she had just seen, but she didn't have a class option that offered her a better chance of escaping this hellhole.

Turning to Eve, she explained her plan. To her credit, Eve listened to her. Eve even agreed that Penny's plan could work, but she also pointed out how it could go horrifically wrong and end with her potentially getting raped to death. But what Penny took away was that if it didn't work, she would just be horribly murdered sooner. Mustering up her courage, Penny took the [Enslaved Courtesan] class.

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Name: Eve

Race: Human

Type: Humanoid

LVL: 5

SubRace: Caucasion

Age: 24

Health: 200

Stamina: 250

Mana: 400

Health Regen: 2.5 per min

Stamina Regen: 3.5 per min

Mana Regen: 2.5 per min

Titles: Slave

Immune

N/A

Resistances

N/A

Weakness

N/A

Bane

Manslayer

Classes: Enslaved Healer 5

Total

STR: 0

AGIL: 0

DEX: 15

CON: 15

END: 10

PER: 10

INT: 20

WILL: 15

SPIRIT: 10

EGO: 5

CHA: 11

LCK: 0

Base

STR: 0

AGIL: 0

DEX: 15

CON: 15

END: 10

PER: 10

INT: 20

WILL: 15

SPIRIT: 10

EGO: 5

CHA: 10 +10%

LCK: 0

Personal: +4 INT +3 WILL +3 DEX +2 PER +2 CHA

Racial: +3 CON +2 END +2 SPIRIT +1 EGO

Skill Slots: 6/60: Skill Points: 0

Personal Skills

- [Pursuit Hunter] - Level 1

- [StoryTeller] - Level N/A

Enslaved Healer 4/6

- [Diagnosis] - Level 6

- [Medical Lore] - Level 14

- [Aura of the Sun] - Level 11

- [Slaves Focus] - Level 8