(Chapter Two & three rewritten)
Skitta was walking through the woods, it was a day like any other. He was out for hunting to stuff his fat fucking face with food.
Skitta didn't know that this day would change his life forever.
He saw a mysterious figure on his path, it was a young woman. She looked around Skitta's age.
Her clothes were covered with dirt, flies were scattered around her, her finger nails were gone.
The girl heard a faint voice,
"Hello?"
She cannot move, she slowly openes her eyes and was struggling to talk.
She managed to let a word out, "H-hello…"
With her stomach exposed, Skitta knew that she had not eaten anything for weeks. Her lips were so dry. Her teeth were rotting and she had dry blood on her lips and nose. She had many infected wounds and scars.
She was beyond saving.
She was just laying there, waiting for death to come.
Skitta couldn't do anything to help her.
Struggling to speak, "Please beware of the Mischievous Sigma, they're extremely dangerous"
[The Mischievous Sigma? I have never heard of this person. Who could that be? How powerful is this dude?]
Skitta starts to sweat a little.
"Please get out of here before you run into them"
"May I ask for your name, miss?"
"Senjougi"
"Okay… Good bye Senjougi"
Skitta left her there. He continues he journey, with no clue on how to arrive to the Sigma Village.