[Milfist]
[3rd Person POV]
'Survive' was the misson the Milfist boy got .
He was dropped in some forest . The forest was thankfully wasn't a gloomy and dark forest . At least it was the impression he got since he was dropped there in the morning . Birds were chirping , water sounds surrounded him with little streams branching in the forest , coming and going from between trees .
The boy was standing in the middle of the forest . He then started moving so slowly it looked cowardly but he was thinking he was acting cautious .
"What if there are snakes or wolves or scorpions or ant magical monster ?" he was talking to himself while trying to adapt to enviroment .
Even though his reasons for being cautious were justified he was being overly-cautious and it was making him look clumsy and funny .
"Ah damn, just a branch ,"
then
"Ah , just a root , " ... "just a mushroom...", "just a bird ..." and it went on .
Until it was night .
At afternoon he started to panick as he had started to heard howlings and screams of predator birds .
He quickly started to look for somewhere safe . After about 2 hours he found an abandoned shack but it was already dark enough that it scared him so he just barged in . Not knowing yet that shack actually had an owner .
That night he dreamt .
In his dream he was a prey running away from a hunter though in vain he ran as the hunter was so fast that it was hard to pinpoint him , her or it . A dark figure caught him , it was taller than the tallest person he had ever seen . It's silhoutte was undiscarnable .
Then the dark shadow caught up to him and grabbed him by neck and
*Crack* *Snap*
He woke up by his neck's breaking sound .
Then he thought it was because he was hungry and had to hunt or find food .
Then he heard *growl* a sound from his stomach and decided that was the reason for the dream he dreamt .
He then left the shack and found some mushrooms to eat . He had learned enough that he wouldn't choose a mushroom that was inedible or hallucinating .
He collected some and returned to the shack and skrewed the mushrooms with straight branches he had found .
He then took out a wand . Yes he was using a wand unlike his friend 'Snake' . When asked he had said a stick would be a better choice , and he had said this to every person he got along and explained the reasons behind .
From the Milfist's point of view it was just being blood-thirsty .
It was a question to asked as for what reason 'the Snake' had deemed him a friend , at least that was what the Milfist boy thought .
In a normal scenario he knew they wouldn't be friends . The Milfist saw the 'Snake' as a Mafia Boss who wore a cool suit and smiled while killing people .
The reason for this was the 'Snake's demanor . When he had asked he said they were simply habits he took in the past .
He would smile creepily all the time and sometimes he would smile so creepily his friends would be forced to warn the Snake .
No one would know that was a habit he caught from a person he had hated in his past life .
That wasn't the only strange habit he had . He would crack the every bone on his body a lot , when asked he had said "Damn Tokyo Ghoul , look at what did you do to me !" and laughed heartily .
And he holds grudges , that was the most scary point the Milfist didn't want to experience .
Some of the bullies had come to his group later to reconcile with them but it hadn't ended well for them . The next second they were in the air as he was testing his magical control on them .
For the Milfist and many it had shown one point about him . Better don't be his enemy as you can't reconcile with him later easily . At least there was the Beaver , he was opposite of the Snake and it had balanced their group somehow .
His nickname was also a point for caution for many . Many had their nicknames when they were taken to magical world by their guides . But his was given by a seer , which made the name more potent in his character than it would naturally be .
No one knew what the name meant but since the animal snake was not the best animal there people looked at him with distrust in their eyes .
It was said his name was chosen according to an unknown horoscope . It was going to stuck to him more than he thinks for sure .
Then the Milfist hushed away the thought and focused the thing at hand .
He drew his wand and said
"Fire !"
and a fire caught up in the branches and weeds that was placed in the make-shift pit quarry that was already there .
There were taught many ways of magick in the Shaman Society one is using the directy words to fuel the intent and desire . You could also use anicent words or do a ritual or use the a few other unpopular ways .
But using words directly sure had its own disadvantages such as causing chaos in people's daily lives but there is no need to worry as it was the reason the Shamans taught magic , they wanted people that can control their magic .
He started munching on the mushrooms then and went inside to sleep , it was unknown for how long he would be here . When he had returned to the shack it was barely afternoon but he slept anyway .
He dreamt again . He was tied to a long and thin wood by hands and feet . He was struggling to get out of the ropes that bound him as he was slowly being cooked above a fire pit , like a bigger one he used to cook mushrooms .
As he tried to get out he heard sounds of footstep nearing .
And there he saw the figure he saw yesterday , a long darkness behind the orange hue the fire provided . Everything was so pastel it was unreal , but the feeling persisted as the fear of death burnt the insides of the boy coldly .
The boy struggled to escape yet he was so neatly tied , he felt his body stiffening as the fire under him continued cooking him alive.
The long shadowy figure started approaching slowly , it looked like they were in the moon with the reduced gravity as it was so slow yet so fast .
Cold snow-like sweat drops gathered on his body while struggling over a pit of hell fire .
He would burn alive if he were to fall but it was still better than being caught by the shadow , he felt .
The shadow finally reached , stood next to pit fire and said something
"?#e?rıd*frea?hr erihgr "
it sounded unintelligable as it sounded like it was a slowed and was being said backwards .
The shadow moved it's hand towards the fire . Its hand was long and looked elastic like an elephant's trunk .
It grabbed the boy with its soft fingers and took him out of the fire .
The boy struggled as he got out but the shadow broke his limbs that moved .
The shadow raised the boy above its head .
*Crack*Snap*
Sounds were heard as it placed the boy's feet in its mouth and closed it slowly but with force .
The boy tried to scream but no sound was heard even though his mouth was open to make a sound .
The boy struggled while blood that flowed out of him made dropping sounds . It was like the sound of water dripping in a cave , it echoed .
*Crack*Snap*
Another bite .
*Crack*Snap*
And another . He was eaten until above his belly button . Time slowed but the monster didn't .
*Crack*Snap*
He felt anything below his head no more , but he felt himself still alive with only a blood seeping head .
Then he screamed and was tossed into the monsters shadowy mouth at the same time .
*
Then he shot up awake . While hearing an owl scream like a baby .
He got up with cold sweat .
Now , it was bad . Being stuck with the same monster for 2 days nonstop in dreams yet he didn't think this as a sign of danger for it was just a nightmare and he thought it was related to him cooking mushrooms this time .
He went with a similar routine that day too . He looked for fish in the nearest stream and found some too . He then collected some useful herbs for he thought it would add some delicacy to food he planned gulp down , not searching for herbs that could be made to some basic potions easily.
He then thought , 'Why should I go to find food tomorrow too .' and he decided to hunt a small animal and trapped a squrriel as big as a rabbit . He broke its neck and went back to shack with the things he had gathered .
He then skinned the squirrel with his wand that was coated with a hex that would make it work like a knife , he had also drained its blood . He then froze it with a spell and placed it on a clear spot in the shack .
Before going to sleep again he ate the fish he had caught . Then he went to sleep .
He then dreamed again .
He first thought he was shorter than he should be then he looked at his hands yet he saw paws . He tried to look behind yet his head didn't turn around as it used to do . He tried to make a sound yet he doubted his voice as it didn't sound like it used to . He then wizened and remembered he was a wolf like he always was .
He ran around , then he got thirst . He found a pond and drank from it , he saw bugs above the water and little fish too that couldn't satiate his hunger that had started growing .
He ran around for a while and got hungrier . He saw a white deer with glowing antlers and lurked unseen for an ambush . When he saw it stop for a drink he attacked yet he failed as the deer became aware of him earlier than he can catch it .
He returned defeated back to his hunt and saw a big bird on a stone with no wariness . He saw the the long and intertwined branches above the bird and understood that it couldn't fly to escape as the bird was too big to slip into web of branches .
He lunged at the bird with confidence .
The bird flew but didn't escape as there was nowhere it could escape .
The wolf became more confident and was filled with eagerness as he would full his stomach finally .
The bird flew backwards and opened its mouth and there the wolf saw fire coming out of the bird's beak .
He was confident at first but as the fire got closer its heath grew exponentially .
When the fire of hell came next to his face he saw the bird again from the corner of the fire and his eye .
It was a bird yet not a bird as it was all black like the shadows of trees and like black embers from a fire . It had a shadow at its back that swallowed everything that was at its behind .
Everything got darker except the fire in front of his nose .
Finally it hit him and burned him to ashes , he suffered as his bones burned inside and his fat melted from his burned body . He felt pain like every piece of him was a nerve and felt like they were being burned with tentacle like fire strands that was seeping in him forcefully , tearing skin and bones .
*Gasp* "Hah !" *Gasp*
The boy awakened and finally felt like the third time wasn't always the charm as he understood he was in some sort of peril . You don't see dreams with the same theme day after day normally , he concluded .
He was right .
He looked up and focused and saw a tall figure sitting in front of him on a chair that wasn't there before . His or her face wasn't visible as the thing or person's back was the side that the boy was able to see .
"Awake ?" a sound came , and the thing got up , it was pretty tall .
It dropped something that was on its laps , it was drown in blood , a corpse , of a wolf .
The boy jumped back in fear and grabbed his wand with haste .
While he was in great fear the thing's shadow fell on the boy as it moved out with unimaginable speed that made it look the thing blurry .
The boy waited for a while and when he felt like there was no danger anymore he hastily moved outside ignoring the half skinned wolf corpse .
He looked around saw no monster nor there was a change you would think the boy as unfortunate.