Being Lost is never a good thing. Finding a City makes the pain of being lost go away. But the luck god has chosen me to be the part of the yearly,"Bad Luck Prey". I have been captured by a notorious band of bandits. Hehe. Band of Bandits. That's good.
If I blabber too much, don't pay attention. I mean, pay attention. I-I mean don't pay attention. You know what, do what you want. I have been thinking too much today. Now I am just going to chill out. For example, I made a song. Listen to it.
"Abel is my name, A godforsaken bracelet put me in this game. I came to this another world for fame, but everything I have done until now has been quite lame."
How about it? True to the point right?
And yes, I have been drugged. Heavily.
After the heartbreaking separation of the two eternal soulmates, Abel and the duck, I decided to continue my journey.
The duck will always be missed. My one true love. Until we meet again.
Then, I found a road-like path that was exceptionally made. I mean, between you and me, I was admiring the road for a whole hour. We two even had a conversation. And no, I wasn't drugged then.
Jesus, please at least fall 2145681 times before asking me questions about my sanity.
After that, a group of Thugs approached me and punched me. Just like that. I didn't even talk to them.
Okay Okay. I did call them a bunch of pussies who could not even kill an ant if it came to it, because the ant would do more harm than them, after seeing their axes and swords. They were blunt af. But I didn't know that they could speak English. How would I have known? That is the beauty of being in another world.
A world where I get a device which helps me communicate with other people, or a unusually high aptitude for wisdom to learn it in one hour or something. That is what I had expected.
But this is no fun at all. it is like visiting Africa and not visiting the Sanctuaries. Boring.
Except for the fact that They have magic here. And that my friends, is a Homerun!
I am positive that all of this blabbering is due to the magic the leader casted on me. How sweet of him. He also said that he was going to feed me to his dogs, but he was joking. I hope so.
I have a question though. They seem to be using swords. and they don't have any exquisite devices on them, for example, a cell phone. I asked one of them on the way to their base which we are currently at."Do you have a cell phone?"
They looked at me, and then gave me a smile. I think they like me, Because they punched me after that. And everyone shows their love with aggression in this world. The bracelet did it, My beloved duck did it, and these bandits are following suit here.
Anyway, the question was, why can't technology and magic co-exist together? It is simple, if you have magic, chances are you are going to stumble into the path of technology one way or the other. Whether to improve the output, or to do something else.
But the writers seem to forget this sometimes.
So, the people of this world, I have a question for y'all. Magic is good, but do you have internet?
Not like anybody is listening. Okay. Leave me alone for some while. I want to continue completing my song. My secret admirer has casted his drug magic on me. Better write the lyrics while I have senses. So, in the next chapter.
"Abel is my name, full version."
If I survive until then.......