[Quest: Meet "Yourself" Description: Wake up and meet your source of power known as your soul or your spirit self. Reward: One random Spirit Companion and the Skill "Power Link] (Start Quest: Yes/No)
"What this, does my head hurt so much, and I naked?!" I could barely feel my arms and legs but I could hear four voices. "Look she's alive." one said. "It's about time, I thought I'd have to bury another one," I heard another say."Look at her body bro!" A younger-sounding voice said. "Calm down pervert, this ain't that kind of scavenge." I felt like a piece of meat being stared at by a pack of vultures."We really need to find some before someone else gets any ideas, let's get her moving."
A shrill scream was all that could escape my mouth before I realized the situation I was in. Naked in front of four people four boys, nonetheless! I felt my face beginning to heat up as blush soon reached across my face. "Wh-who are the four of you and what did you do with my clothes!"
The tallest of the group approached me and produced a weird-looking symbol; his crimson eye never left mine as he spoke. "We found you passed out in the desert surrounded by some crazed lunatics, they looked ready to slice you open and eat your corpse but we saved you." My fury soon turned into embarrassment, "Then why the hell am I naked?"
He pointed to the bloody spot on the ground nearby, "As I said, we found you like that so we assumed either they stripped you or your got drugged and kidnapped." His face hadn't changed once as he continued describing my horrible situation. I didn't know whether to cry, throw up or pinch myself to see if I were dreaming. "Don't worry it happens more than you'd think, just be glad you aren't a human stew." I didn't want to know what a pot of human stew looked like as just thinking about it made me sick to my stomach. "You don't wanna know." The younger one spoke up as if reading my mind.
When I took a second to calm down, I had finally noticed the screen that was still floating in my face.
[Quest: Meet "Yourself" Description: Wake up and meet your source of power known as your soul or your spirit self. Reward: One random "Rare Spirit" and the Skill "Power Link] (Start Quest: Yes/No)
"Can any of you see the screen currently floating in front of my face?" The four of just looked at me, the one approached and place a hand on my forehead. "Are you sure you didn't get knocked out by one of those bandits?" I instinctually pushed him back and covered my still naked form, "Yes, I'm sure I don't even know how I got there." Everything around me froze as the sounds of clapping resonated throughout the now quiet area. I watched as what looked like a man in a mask appear out of thin air. "Well done child a few hours alive, and your already stirring trouble with the locals!"
My brain had officially gone into auto-pilot mode as I tried to comprehend what was going on. The masked man saw the look on my face and instantly noticed where he went wrong. "Oh my, allow me to apologize I forget how sensitive you mortals can get. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Ohmeros. I am the god of luck and chance, and my dear you have just been given one of the best forms of chance a second one."
In an instant, every memory came flooding back into my mind. I had a family, an affectionate mother, an overprotective father, and an adorable little sister. Everything was great until tragedy struck when a group of people broke into our home and held us all at gunpoint. They said they required me and my sister but my father of course refused to give us up. My father spent about an hour trying to offer everything he had, but they were dead-set on us. The leader got tired of talking and went to grab my sister's arm.
I dove at him and barely managed to tackle him to the ground as the sound of guns firing filled the air. I felt my body go limp as the taste of my own blood began filling my mouth. The last thing I heard was my dad scream in anger as he presumably threw himself at my attackers. The last thing I saw was my mother running past me towards the door with my sister in hand, and the last thing I felt was happy knowing I allowed them a chance to escape.
"Did they survive?"