Why?
Why am I here?
Why was I 'chosen"?
Why are they not fighting? Are they not enemies?
Why is this girl attacking me for no reason?
Why can someone who looks so frail make a large crater in the ground with a casual fist?
Why is it that when I try to do so, I feel like I am hitting steel?
And why do the rocks here taste so good?
...A few minutes ago...
The once timid girl turned deadly with resolve as she aimed a punch at my face. Not wanting to get hit, I dodge the attack. I'm glad I did.
Where I stood just a moment ago was replaced by a crater. Not waiting for me to recover from my shock, she continued her assault. Another crater was made and dust went flying.
Unfortunately, a small pebble made its way into my mouth. I was going to spit it out when I noticed its unique taste. It was sweet. Probably the sweetest thing I have ever tasted (which is kinda sad). It was like sugar but better. Sweet but not too sweet, just the right amount to satisfy my taste buds. In my delight, I could not help but smile unconsciously.
Have pebbles always been this nice? Could it be that everyone has lied to me my entire life? Were they so greedy that they want to keep the rocks and pebbles of the world to themselves?
I felt cheated. After all, I had a good collection of rare rocks back home. If someone had informed me of their taste earlier then I could have tasted them. But now, who knows when I will see them again.
I wish that I had accepted that stone tea. But now I am stuck fighting(running away).
Oh, right. I have to fight. Well, more like run.
I dodged left then right only to be tripped by a tree root. How could I make such a stupid mistake? Stupid tree!
Falling to the ground, I roll away to avoid another blow. I scrambled up to my feet quickly.
If nothing else, I at least improved my dodging skills. Left. Right. Right. Left. Lef... why is there no ground here?
Splash.
She must have lured me to the lake, I thought, berating myself for not taking note of my surroundings.
I try to swim up to the surface when I remember a little something. I can't swim.