Hero

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Deadedpool 4

level 121

MEINE DEUS VULT!

Age 9 years
Personality pure good
Guild Wandering Wondering Weirdos Wildlife and Preserve
(weirdo)
Monsters Killed about 620 thousand
Death Count 196
Wins / Losses 100 / 73
Temple Completed at 02/29/2016
Ark Completed at 04/14/2018 (369.1%)
Pairs Gathered at 08/09/2020
Words in Book 92.7%
Savings 24M, 574k (81.9%)
Pet Battle hamster Boo 44th level
Boss Squirmisher with 131% of power

Equipment

Weapon club of aces +134
Shield big book of self defence +133
Head exfoliating face mask +134
Body velcro-fastened armor +133
Arms disposable thumbs +133
Legs highly-absorbent pants +134
Talisman shamrock of ages +135

Skills

  • slap of the whale level 122
  • steel finger level 118
  • brain dilution level 116
  • radiokinesis level 112
  • sunstroke level 111
  • lossy compression level 110
  • battle chess level 103
  • full throttle level 98
  • somersault squatting level 97
  • knight's move level 87

Feats

  • ⓶ Feed hungry tribbles with regular ones
  • ⓵ Take personality to the extreme
  • ⓵ Dig up and defeat three bosses
  • ⓵ Die to a monster and lose 15k gold

Pantheons

Gratitude801
Might1731
Templehood14645
Gladiatorship4443
Mastery1841
Taming966
Survival1973
Savings1409
Creation175
Arkeology1959
Catch1717
Wordcraft1574
Unity115
Popularity126
Duelery130
Adventure121

Achievements

  • Honored Animalist
  • Honored Favorite
  • Builder, 1st rank
  • Freelancer, 1st rank
  • Hunter, 1st rank
  • Martyr, 1st rank
  • Renegade, 1st rank
  • Saint, 1st rank
  • Savior, 1st rank
  • Shipwright, 1st rank
  • Careerist, 2nd rank
  • Champion, 2nd rank
  • Moneybag, 2nd rank
  • Raider, 2nd rank
  • Scribbler, 2nd rank
  • Dueler, 3rd rank
  • Miner, 3rd rank
  • Scientist, 3rd rank

Hero's Chronicles

Born of magic and dark science, Deadedpool was created for destruction. Inhabited by the restless souls of countless slaughtered orphans and victims of war. With a body made from the flesh-meat of the world’s deadliest and most dangerous criminals, incubated in a dragon’s egg, he was immortal and unstoppable, unyielding and merciless; and completely alone. With no parents to speak of, no friends to play with, no pets to confide in, he was completely and utterly and hopelessly alone. Until one day, a vision came to him, like a match struck in a void of complete darkness, it blinded him like a blazing star, it was a Being shrouded in a cloak made of starlight and what seemed to liquid darkness, in his hand was a cane, both seemingly of simple make, but at the same time, not; it shifted from simple lacquered wood, to looking as if it was made of unstable, endless energy trapped in the shaped of a cane. The God, for he could only be a God, spoke in a language that Deadedpool could not comprehend yet somehow he completely understood it. He had offered Deadedpool peace, warmth, a family. And a purpose.