Raen strained his eyelid against the bright sky.
The further his eye opened, the more of the bright blue sky he could see stretching out above him.
Along with the blue atmosphere, a dark green tree canopy covered the sky above his head.
The prickling sensation across the back of Raen's neck and his limbs was due to the wild, uncut grass that sprouted across the floor of the forest.
The red screen appeared in his view above him:
< New Character Model Created > |
< New Objective Acquired > |
< All Class-Based Benefits Opened > |
< Status can be called upon outside of combat, or if "Tactician" is Active > |
Raen skimmed over the information on the screen whilst he sat upright.
"Huh. Well uh, status."
< Player Currently in Combat > |
Raen hesitated for a second, then quickly checked from his left to his right.
Upon looking to the right he heard a screech as a large boar, approximately 20 feet away from him, began to charge at him.
Raen quickly began to kick at the dirt trying to backpedal and scramble to his feet, and his heart began to accelerate as it determined that now is a very good time to fly.
As the boar entered within a 10-foot radius of Raen, Raen finally got to his feet and began to bolt towards a tree, planning to use it to at least break the boar's momentum with a juke of some sort.
The last image that remained in Raen's mind as he rocketed towards the tree was the abnormally large tusks on the ball of meat barreling after him, Raen grimaced as he imagined either of the teeth impaling him.
As Raen reached a large oak tree he quickly sidestepped behind the tree and then flipped around to see what the boar would do.
As he flipped around, expecting the boar to fly around the side of the tree with a murderous gleam in his eye, he heard a large *THUNK* into the other side of the tree.
Raen poked his head around the side of the tree and then giggled as he saw the boar, tusks first, buried into the tree.
Raen's stomach grumbled.
Raen sat at the edge of the campfire he had just created.
"That took way too long. At least I get to eat now."
As Raen took a large chomp into the cooked boar meat, he thought back to the messages that were displayed whenever he killed the boar.
< 9 Year Old Boar Killed, 16 / 100 EXP Collected for Level Progression > |
< Killing a Soulless Creature Grants Diminished EXP > |
"Soulless creature... Does this mean I need to kill humans or something?" Raen grimaced at the thought.
"I told Satan to make it interesting, not mindlessly violent."
Once Raen finished the meat he stood up, finally deciding it was about time to move around the forest and figure out his surroundings.
In the surrounding area, there were many streams and abandoned buildings and ruins, many of which looked medieval and stone or log-based in design.
"It seems as though Satan still found it funny enough to drop me into a fantasy world, so that's at least reassuring." Raen jested to himself.
Whilst wandering the ruins Raen had finally found an old tattered robe, which, whilst old and battered, was better than what he was wearing.
Which was nothing.
As the sun fell, Raen set up camp at the fire he made a couple of hours ago.
With the pelts of the boar, he managed to create some rough sleeping equipment that would make it at least bearable to sleep in the wilderness.
As his eyes fell tighter, a red tint fell over his vision, and Raen's eyes quickly shot back open.
A screen above him displayed the message:
< Cannot Gain Benefits from Rest While in Combat > |
Raen quickly shot up and jumped to his feet, swiftly scanning the dark surroundings for a threat.
"Reveal yourself," Raen commanded.
From a tree branch far off the ground, a figure lept and landed on two feet in front of Raen, causing him to stumble backward out of shock.
"You have a keen sense, young human." The shorter humanoid form that dropped to the forest floor had a blueish vaporous outline surrounding its body.
"However," The short figure drew a short bow and aimed it at Raen. "that will not save you from the sin of hunting in the great forest. The sinners who trespass on our great territory will take the form of our wrath--" The light, yet ostentatious female voice was abruptly stomped out by Raen sleepily mumbling.
"I really have no idea where I am." Raen blurted out suddenly. "I was kinda just dropped here by Satan."
The short figure stood in the dead of night, with an expression, even though it could not be seen, of definite confusion.
"Satan? Dropped you here? Why?"
Her acknowledgment of Satan immediately awoke Raen.
Now that Raen took a closer look at the short figure, he could obviously tell that it was a short traditionally elvish-looking girl with long pointy ears, and pale skin.
Her pitch-black hair cascaded over the side of her face, making it slightly harder to make out some of her features, like a tattoo across the right side of her forehead.
"He said that I needed to complete some grand quest or something. He honestly just dropped me in here a couple of hours ago. Speaking of the man himself, does he represent something here other than just evil?" Raen inquired.
The small elvish girl stammered,"Well... I don't really know about evil, but he symbolizes great power and the ability to take what you want... Kinda like the lord of conquest or something like that..."
She looked up at him, tightening her short bow, "What did you have to do to get his attention? He isn't a very... friendly guy from the folk tales we are told."
Raen stared blankly back at her, "Well, I did have to kill a couple of people.".