"Fucking hell, what kind of shitty plot is this!" i scream as i bang my head on my desk, glancing up at the computer screen for a few seconds before having that feeling of discomfort again. You may be wondering why I am in such distress? well, let me tell you about a wonderful story.
Long long ago - who am I kidding! 1 hour ago, I was looking up some good novel to read to cure me from boredom. While on my search, I came across a novel called 'Hero of Aros'. At first, it started off interesting but then it go off the fucking rail and start to sound more like a history lesson then a novel!
I let out a groan as I press my chin again the desk, looking at my mirror that is on the side of my bedroom. looking at my own reflection, unlike other I do have a good opinion about myself. I think I am pretty, thank you very much.
" This story piss me off, it make demon and other creatures seem like the bad guys. I know for a fact the author was just bullshiting stuff to make it seem like humans are all the shit" Why is it always the creatures that are not humans that are considered bad?
" Too much thinking for me, this novel is pretty much just an information dump of random lore and world building." I lift my head up before pushing myself off the chair and lying down on the bed with a soft bounce. Staring at the plain white ceiling, this novel is boring, but it is interesting in some aspects.
let me give you a quick summary of the story. There was a dude who got killed by a truck. I know how original, then he became the hero and started killing all the 'bad guys' because of a war the human race started. He went from killing the demon king to beastmen, and so on. After that, all the females wanted to marry him blah blah blah.
but the most interesting part is the vampire race. The novel only mention that he fought them, but it didn't say how it ended. It said the hero killed the vampire king and queen, but it didn't say the war ended. " Why the hell am I taking this novel seriously? "
I roll on my side, grabbing my phone on the nightstand and looking at the time. it is near midnight, I didn't expect that novel to keep me focused for 2 hours. Maybe it was because I was so piss at the hero every time he fought, i was wishing for him to mess up .
I decided it was time to rest for the night and close the bedside lamp, letting out a big yawn as I cover myself with the blanket.
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when I tried to move my leg, I felt a hard surface stopping me. Not only that, it was unusually cold, which made me try to move my hand to find my blanket, but I couldn't find it. Instead, I felt a cold, rough surface, which is enough for me to force my eye open.
Something is weird, I know it was completely dark, but why can I see so well? I try looking around me before I realize something. I am in a stone box? no more like a coffin.
i started to try pushing the wall on top of me, hoping my guess was correct. And it worked, the stone lid began to slide off as I push with all my strength. a loud 'thub' was heard, then I sat up looking around. for some reason my vision seem to have a red tin to them.
The first thing I notice is the fact that I am skin and bone. Not in a way to say I am skinny, no I was literally a skeleton. then it hit me, a sudden pain all over my body and throat. it felt like I hadn't drunk anything in years, and my body beg for food.
I try to speak, but I can't even make a sound as I grab the side of the coffin as support, looking at the fallen lid I push. how did I manage to push such a heavy object in this condition?
Is this a dream? no, the pain is too real to be a dream, I must have gotten kidnapped? I tried to stand, but I felt my leg give up on me. There was no way I would be able to move without falling over.
then I heard it, a sound. a sound of small nails hitting against the hard stone floor as it they began to move toward me. I lower my body into the stone coffin on Instinct, just barely poking my head out to see a rat.
What the fuck? that rat is big as hell! it is a size of a small dog, but it had 4 eyes!
Fuck, something is wrong. My body began to shake and burn like crazy as my vision started to turn red. I wanted to let out a scream but couldn't. then i started to feel very angry as my mind turned blank. next thing I know, my mouth tasted a warm liquid. The smell of iron hit my nose, making me snap back to reality.
There lay in my hands, a half eaten rat with it organ and blood gushing out. I had eaten it head first, but it leg still twitched as if it didn't know it was dead. it happened so fast, part of my mind didn't even process it. Then I realized something, it was my Instinct that moved my body to hunt, the will to survive. then my memory begins to fill itself, making me remember moving out of the coffin to ambush this rat.
What has happened to me? what am i? I looked down at the half eaten rat, my body begging me to finish it, and I gave in. I eat it, ripping it flesh and drinking it blood. my eyes burn, having no tears to fall out. I feel disgusted? no, it isn't the right word, I feel...
Happy? why? I don't understand myself, I just ate a raw rat against my better judgment, but I feel happy, accomplished by my hunt. my emotions seem to mix together.
I need to calm down and rethink my position. panick is no good, and questioning myself will not fix anything. I lay against the cold stone wall as I looked around, having finished my meal. I am in a small cube shape room with my coffin in the middle.
ok, so I woke up half dead. I pushed a massive stone lid that i wouldn't even be able to move an inch before, I killed a rat and ate it. The fact that the rat tastes so good and the warm blood making my dry throat feel like it had been saved. I don't feel guilty at all, nor do I feel any kind of negative feeling. I had never killed an animal before, but I saw others do it.
did I reincarnate into a fantasy world? that would explain why that rat had 4 eyes. Now, the question. What am i? I began touching my body, trying to find abnormalities. Long white hair that goes past my feet, nail as sharp as a cat, weird red tin in my vision, and then I touch my mouth. Ah, fangs now that explains it.
I was expecting myself to freak out more, but my mind was calm. It must be the effect of being a vampire. it would have explained everything to be honest , the fact that I can push heavy objects and run fast enough to hunt that rat. my mental health seems to be alright at this moment, but I have a a weird feeling.
I feel a bit better, my body seems to regenerate after I eat the rat. I would have guessed it was one of my abilities. now it time to embarrass myself a bit.
Status!
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maybe I need to say it out loud?
" S-status" I managed under my horse throat, barely letting out a whisper.
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ok, this fantasy world doesn't have a system. great, now it is going to be harder for me to understand what the fuck I am supposed to do!
i decided that now that I knew my body was doing a little better, I tried to stand. Using the wall as a support. it works! ha, my legs are still shaky, but I would be alright.
i notice right beside my face on the wall that there are engraving in a weird language. wait, why can I understand this? the more I put my focus into the engraving the more I understand what it written
' Here, lies princesses of the blood queen. Kaurna Alicante Elmhurst'
Well, damn.