"Fuck."
I said while using a towel to turn off the fire.
After it turned off I take a look at the eggs I had just made.
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Burned eggs
Rarity: Trash
Damage: 50 HP
Effect:
Food poisoning: Causes the eater of the eggs to get the status effect poisoned.
Comment: How can you burn something but still make them raw?
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I sigh, throwing the umpteenth eggs I had burned inside my inventory.
It had been more or less a day from my appearance as a hero, and during this time I got the cooking skill, which obliviously started at level one, and due to my non-existent knowledge on how to cook, it wasn't leveling fast at all.
'Ok, I need to find a recipe book, I can't go on burning eggs.'
I said while getting out of the house I was in, getting in an alley, and going outside the mirror dimension.
'I am not spending money since I am using other people's eggs, and their gas, but if I continue like this, It will take months to reach level 50 in the cooking skill.' I thought while looking at my miserable level 2 cooking skill.
'At least from all of this I gained a point in Dex.'
Suddenly on my sunglasses, I get warned that a being is coming near my house.
Not wanting to risk it, I get back inside my mirror dimension and spam blink to get home as fast as possible, which only took 1 minute.
As soon as I got inside my home, I got inside my house and saw what looked like a black cat simply lying on the floor.
It looked normal, he was doing nothing suspicious, but my instincts were screaming at me to be as careful as possible with this thing.
The cat slowly opens his eyes and looks at me with his golden eyes, filled with curiousness.
It slowly gets up from the ground and starts to slowly walk toward me.
I don't waste a second and instead take out Ebony to shoot it, aiming at its head.
The bullet travels to almost light speed, but just as it was about to hit, what could only be described as the most horrific eldritch horror appears from the mouth of the cat, completely swallowing the bullet made of pure electricity.
It then closes its mouth, and a small burp escapes from its lips followed by black smoke.
To my surprise and fear, in its eyes, there is no anger in the "cat"'s eyes, but they instead were filled with even more curiousness.
When it got too near to my taste, I was about to get inside my mirror dimension, only to be stopped by a notification.
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The Flerken is willing to farm a familiar pact with the user, officially becoming the pet of the user, in chance, he wishes for food and cuddles.
WARNING: The Flerken might be offended if the user doesn't accept.
Accept the pact?
YES/NO
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'Should I? From what I know familiars are very useful to magicians, usually becoming their melee fighters, and from how this being was able to swallow a bullet of mine, it surely isn't weak... Fuck it.'
I click on the yes, and suddenly two new screens appear in front of me.
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You have formed a pact with a Flerken.
The familiar will be able to understand your orders and the words you speak, instead, you will be able to understand the intentions of the Flerken since it doesn't know how to speak in a human language.
You will always know the position of your familiar, and you can summon him to your position whenever you want.
Be warned though, that the familiar isn't a slave so it won't always listen.
Name: None( Give a name)
Race: Elden Flerken
(No stats due to not having Gamer's body)
Abilities:
Elden Flerken constitution: Makes the being able to swallow bodies much bigger than them, and to attack its enemies with the use of refined eldritch tentacles, which can suck the life out of the body of the enemy to heal itself.
Dimensional stomach: When swallowing a body bigger than them, the body will be transported to another dimension owned by the Flerken, it can decide to either digest the body or not.
Dimensional travel: Can wish to travel between dimensions, is attracted by beings that can also travel in them
Injuries of never-ending: If slashed by one of the paws of the Elden Flerken the injury will exist until the Flerken wishes so.
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I only now realized that even if I were to escape to the mirror dimension, it could have easily followed me, and I also realized that the Creator had pulled this one, until now it had stopped any type of tracking, but now I got tracked by this Eldritch horror? Fuck you.
( YES I FUCKING DID, LOVE CATS, AND EVEN MORE FLERKEN)
The Flerken approaches me, and with agility above the usual vat, easily gets on top of my shoulder with two jumps, one being in the middle of the air, must be a shenanigan of dimensional beings.
It gets on my shoulder and starts pouring while pushing its soft head against my cheek.
'... Ok, I might kinda like it.'
I get it off my shoulder and put it on the ground.
" Ok before continuing our cuddling session I would like to declare some things."
The cat simply nods and looks at me with serious eyes.
" First, I am not a hero, I won't save people that I can't save unless I put my life on the line, second, you would most likely stay a lot inside the house, but if you wish I can carry you with me during my training sessions inside one of my dimensions, Third and last, if something is threatening that could be a danger to me and for some reason, I can't escape or am under some kind of illusion, you must save, the same can go for me if it happens to you."
The cat meows, and I get the feeling as he meant, "Wasn't that obvious? You are too interesting and the biggest dimensional energy battery I have ever met to die, also I find your touch worthy of my hairs "
"Ok cool... what do you mean dimensional energy battery?"
It meows and I understand:" Your body emanates a strong quantity of space and time energy, which make a singularity, so something that shouldn't exist, and will never exist in any other dimension or timeline, apparently you can use that space energy in you to mend in dimensional energy which for us Flerken is kinda like the catnip for cats if I were to swallow you energy constantly it would take millions of years to even reduce it of 1%."
'... Creator, did you just make me a walking space-time nuke?'
No one answered me, but I heard in the wind the sound of a smug Yes.