"You can't sleep all day like this; the teachers will be mad," spoke a gentle voice that awoke the seer.
He opened his eyes to a vast blue sky, with the sun shining radiantly, keeping him from falling asleep again. Amongst the sky and the clouds was another figure. An awfully pretty one. He reached out for her cheeks as the clouds overtook the sun, quickly dimming the lights and turning the atmosphere grey.
"Jeez, I know everything anyway," the seer complained as he lay on her lap, wanting to go back to sleep. The atmosphere was once again just perfect.
"Well, you do, I don't. I need to study," said the owner of the heavenly pillows where the seer rested his head.
"Don't worry, your grades are fine, and so is your attendance," the seer yawned moodily, letting go of the cheeks he was caressing.
"What? They are horrible. You are a genius; you don't even have to try," the girl with messy whitish-silver hair complained.
"What makes you say that? I mean, Ricky pulls hundreds on his tests. Does that make him a genius? What world-shattering things have I done to be called that?" the seer responded with the same lethargy and laziness.
The cloud cover disappeared, and the annoying sun rays were back. The sun was exceptionally sharp to him. After all, he lay there atop the rooftop of his school, which was fairly high.
The annoyed seer pulled the girl's skirt and put it over his face as a shade to block the menacing sun.
"What are you doing?" the girl pulled it off and set it back to how it originally was, and the seer's head was shoved off his nice pillows as she got settled again. "What if someone pops up? We would be in serious trouble," she continued with a warning tone.
"We are in trouble anyway if someone pops up right now?" the seer once again responded as the clouds once again came to his rescue and blocked off the sun.
"At least not for adultery, no, we aren't," her face turned pink, but that color quickly disappeared.
The seer pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and placed it over his eyes, not trusting the clouds. The clouds, offended by this, immediately withdrew the blessings that they had bestowed upon the seer.
"Why are you even here with me?" she asked as the mood suddenly became serious.
"I should be the one asking that," the seer replied in the same tone in which the question was asked.
Voices that carried a variety of emotions—a variety that the seer had doubt, remorse, love, pain. But of course, he was not the seer back then. He was just another teenager with not the brightest of backgrounds and the brightest of abilities.
"Seriously though, you should get going," she pulled the handkerchief off. Her eyes locked onto his. "After all, real is real, and fake is fake."
The seer turned his head, and his view shifted towards the horizon that was obstructed by huge skyscrapers, but gaps were wide enough for him to glance upon the sea in the distance.
"Bitch, please. I can leave whenever I want... But you're right, I should get going... After all...."
***
The seer opened his eyes to a huge shapeless black tentacular monstrosity that held him and his companions, Lin Hua and Liu, constrained in two of its many tentacles. The seer was constricted by the tentacles himself.
"...Flashbacks are sooo cringe."
Rather effortlessly, he freed himself from the weak grasp that the monster had. Why would any decently strong monster be able to use such strong mind tricks?
"Goddamn it, what was that? Some sort of lame genjutsu?Cause that Jehovah mind crap does not work on me."
The huge ball of squid ink spaghetti suddenly sprouted many eyeballs, all looking at the seer in utter shock.
Both of his companions were drifting in their own mind worlds, of course, completely useless chunks of flesh.
*screeeeaaaacchhhh*
The ginormous beast let out a battle cry.
"You,"
"Food,"
"Escape,"
"Eat,"
"Will,"
The seer could hear words in his head, surely the work of the psychic monster.
"There, there, little buddy, the one who is food is you," the seer drew his blade.
The monster was just as arrogant as any other human in Murim. Do as much as breathe, and they will start yelling, "Courting death."Even the weak little monsters from the forest of doom were no exception to this.The spaghetti monster was just another monster residing in that forest.
The seer tried to butcher the thing alive. And doing so was like running the sword through butter. The beast screamed in agony and pleaded to be spared, but the seer was just too hungry, and so were his friends.
"Sorry, brother, I have mouths to feed."
*Slash Slosh Slish*
"I shall pray for your soul, may you find a better plane of existence in my stomach."
*Slash Slosh Slish*
"I mean, it's not my fault. Here you are the aggressor."
*screeeeaaaacchhhh*
*Slash Slosh Slish*
"May you reincarnate as a son of an immortal."
They had not eaten for three whole days, and the monster did look like squid ink noodles, except for the eyes which were extremely disturbing.
It was slain in a matter of minutes. It would take seconds, but its size was just too huge for the seer, who was a mortal, to deal with.
"Man, it really actually tastes like spaghetti," said Liu, taking a bite as soon as he woke. Actually, he woke up purely because the seer was attempting to cook the thing.
"Hey, don't touch ma spaghetti!" the seer shouted at him.
"Come on, man," Liu replied with tears running down his cheeks and his mouth full of raw meat.
"Tch, fine," the seer answered, unable to refuse the pitiful sight.
The seer then continued experimenting and tried to cook the meat. To his surprise, when he took a bite of the experiment, he immediately started puking and ended up with diarrhea for the next few days. And they also ended up eating it raw, which turned out to be way more suitable and tastier.
They even packed some of it into their spatial ring giving them month's worth of supply of food in the forest of doom where food security was an unexisting concept.