Splish splash, the ground was disgustingly muddy but Ferris didn't pay heed to it. It began raining again but fortunately, the system could provide an umbrella, especially a pair of boots.
He took it slow, walking all they towards a certain place. The area was surrounded by imposing and dark pine trees, it's like the trees were almost trying to bend down and consume you and the dark ambience gave a more eerie feeling to it. It looked like it was straight out from a slender man game but for Ferris, everything was quite literally day for him. Something that looked like a glowing blue gas was emitting from his eye, maybe he could shoot Lazer beams? No, perhaps it was something you use in some mmorpg games. Potions, night vision potions if you want to be exact. For Ferris it tasted similar to pineapple juice.
For once he changed his attire, a light grey shirt with long sleeves, a pair of pants and of course, don't forget about the classic trench coat. If a person looked at him, the person would most likely think he was going to some funeral and obviously, or maybe it was a coincidence, the umbrella was in the color black.
It was a cold atmosphere due to the rain, judging by how dark it was, night would come in around one hour. If you pay close attention you could actually see his breath in the form of a mist, for a place that wasn't snowy, it sure was cold.
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He was close, that familiar placement of rocks, that tree that looked like a butt, and that river in the same location as he remembered.
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(?.. The hell happened here)
The placement of trees was the exact same but something was obviously different, most of them were up rooted or even snapped in half. Those trees were thick, similar to the redwood trees we have in the real world, for someone or something to be strong enough to up root it or even snap it in half like a tooth pick was pretty scary.
He then scanned the whole area and he found a couple of blown away tents, a few objects as well like chairs for example. It looked like a large battle has erupted here or even a deadly tornado dropped by.
-glub-
Deja vu struck him again, he can't make that same mistake again. However, that still isn't ganna stop him from seeing it. But of course, he has to check, double check, triple check, and a fourth time just to be sure.
(no one is here, I'm alone... Just in case)
With a mere thought of his mind, the usual whirlpool of fire appeared on the ground like sink holes and this time he summoned all of them.
(I'm not feeling risky today so might as well)
He then summoned his sword, the Sângelua. Just like the dedicated players of mmorpg games, you can't forget about the buffs. Like a thirsty man who hasn't taken a sip of water in the last ten days, he drank all of them with a single chug for each if them. Fortunately for him, each potion tasted similar to fruit juice so his taste buds gladly accepted without any resentment.
***
"hmm? so your not coming?"
"yes but I would stay here in the apartment"
"... sorry but I'm not putting a life in one of my responsibilities"
Ferris tried to reason with him again and again and each attempt did make make it through the father's mind. Yes, seeking shelter might be a good idea but Ferris doesn't want anymore involvement, even if it's simply staying in there for shelter.
"bu-
"no buts lad..."
For a guy to force a another guy that went into his apartment with no permission, he was dead set on not risking anyone which reminds Ferris of someone he knew.
"....alright, but for now I need to go somewhere"
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"don't plan on escaping then, we're ganna head out first... If you have common sense with your safety, then you better come back" the dad said as he packed his belongings
***
(of course I do have common sense.... Just sometimes)
It was a gloomy cave, the light that came through the entrance of the abandoned mine wasn't enough to reach him but with the night vision potion he used, everything was fully colored in light.
Down there, take a turn, wait until you see three rocks stacked on top of each other. Ferris remembered that exact same path he took with his guild mates, each step he took towards his grave, fear creeped up from behind even if he saw everything in daytime. Even if he was surrounded by his angels, he still felt the fear poking him from behind. As if fear was reincarnated into a man and that man was made to stalk Ferris wherever he went to.
He stopped moving, not because he was already there, it's because he was to scared to take another step closer. Just two meters before him was that exact same spot he was in when he died. No skeletons, most likely taken away by his family. What he saw was stomach destroying, just on the wall where his body was leaned on to when he got cornered. It was a sight to behold, anyone seeing it would probably be a little disturbed, two meters high and one meter wide, it was obviously his own blood, it was a large spread of blood as if someone decided to throw a bucket of red paint on the wall.
He could probably one versus a hundred high orcs and yet his legs shook just a tiny bit. Even so he swallowed his fear covered saliva and walked forward with no pause in each step he took.
"right here" Ferris mumbled while looking down with an absolute dreaded expression
What to do when you see the location where you died? Sit on it, just as Sabaoth did when he got cornered by the high orcs.
"!" he reacted
The moment his ass landed on that exact same floor, he actually felt like taking a shit out of fear. Even though he sat there unmoving, it felt like he was having the most dangerous and life threatening roller coaster ride in the world.
Even if he had buffs activated, even if his angels were ready for anything, even if his sword pointed at the exact same spot the high orc used to stand on. He felt like he was about to die, still he sat there unwillingly pointing his sword at an orc that was probably long dead.
"haah, haah, haah..... haah.... haah....haah....... haah........ haah..........haah"
-ting-
The long and thin metal blade hit the stone floor as his muscles gave up on holding it upwards. He gave up, he accepted the fact that he is dead, still remembered but dead. Gone from this world.
(....Wish I could mail my dad in heaven or something.... mail... Mail)
"can you open my first mail?" he asked
{Ding!}
{Message opened}
{Sup God here the one and only ive been watching you lately you're a nice person you know? I thought of giving you a second chance.}
{God has given you a second chance}
Will you accept?
Y/N
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"for that reason... why... Is this a game?" he mumbled
{...}
(no answer... )
[End]
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