'You know what had been bugging my mind these past few minutes we spent together, Dominion?'
'Unfortunately not. And if I'm gonna have to get used to your temper, you'll have to get used to my questions. Both annoying. Deal with it.'
'What was that?'
'You mean, "what was that?"'
'Oooohh... Do you know what has been bugging me so far in our joy walk together?'
<...Pray tell.>
'I'm walking.'
'I mean, don't you find it weird? I'm walking!'
'See, that's the thing! I should not be walking right now.'
'A monster chewed my left foot off earlier, remember? Did you give me a new leg?'
'Oh, wait, yeah! HAHAHAHA! YOU'RE RIGHT! I'm sorry. Nevermind me, then.'
'Then...'
'I just wanna ask what happened to my side.'
'What?'
'I healed your body using my super amazing god powers when we merged. But I can't do it again since I'm too weak. NOW, CAN WE PLEASE BE QUIET?'
'I see.'
Silence soon enveloped us.
'Hey, Dominion.'
'What's the name of those trees?'
'I've been seeing them since I lifted the fog off my vision. I'm just curious what they are.'
'Likewise. The feeling is mutual. I never thought a god would be as infuriating as you. Look, you either put up with my nonsense or kill me. I'm sure you can do it somehow.'
'Yeah, and hey, I should already be dead right now. I'm very thankful you saved me, but my fate has been sealed ever since I was born a human. I will die, if not now, soon. I should've died earlier, but you allowed me to live, which I am still grateful for, but if you can't stand me, then let's quit wasting our time: just kill me and find a better host.'
'I've been told something similar before.'
'What do you mean?'
'So, once you've regained your strength, you can just dunk me into the dumpster and find a better host?'
'Hmm... Well, that won't be good.'
'But I really want to know more about that tree...'
I promptly did as Dominion instructed. All of the trees looked pretty much uniform, so I assumed that they're all the same or at least hailed from the same genealogy. These trees are almost leafless. They have a rather rough dark brown exterior, thin trunks, and slithering branches.
"ANALYZE," I said out loud with a monotone, back hunched forward, and bored expression.
Without even a few seconds of intervals, a translucent light-blue textbox suddenly popped into my vision with an arrow pointed at the tree I was looking at.
"HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE--"
I jolted backward, shocked at how the textbox just suddenly jumped in my eyes. When my vision moved after taking a step back, I also noticed that the textbox moved along with it. Curious about its existence, I read what was written on the darn thing.
Name: Buloke
Classification: (1)Natural Resource, (2)Alive [W], (3)Raw Material
Status:
STR: 3
VIT: 5
'Hey, Dominion. You're gonna hate me for this, but...'
'I have a few questions.'
'What the hell am I looking at?'
'No, no, no! I mean this plastic-looking textbox.'
'Can you run me through what I'm looking at here? Classification? Status? The only thing I understood is "Name."'
< Classification is precisely what the word implies. It talks about where the object belongs in the grand scheme of the world. Notice that this tree has three sub-classifications. Some have much more sub-classifications than this, but everything in the world has at least three sub-classifications; I have yet to see anything lower than that, but you'd learn soon that the Dead Gardens has many ways of surprising you. 'Yeah, about the...' 'I just wanna hear a more in-depth lesson about the numerical status.' 'So I guess since you're one of the six gods, that means you control one stat.' 'And that is?'