Did I die again? Even with that second chance? I feel so worthless, I can't even surpass the first day without dying. The day repeats again, I wake up on the pile of garbage. The sun was high in the sky like before. It all feels like a dream. Was the day really repeating itself or were these just realistic visions? I could still feel the burning light from before...
Cori: This... I'm back here again... Does this happen each time I die?
If this were the case, I don't even know if I died last time, that may very well just be a bad dream. The light seemed so surreal, it can't be real. At least I hope it isn't real. Every single thing I have done so far hints that I shouldn't go after the elf. I don't give a shit about the witch anymore, she has done nothing for me, so I would do nothing for her. I have infinate time to find the elf after all.
Cori: I shouldn't waste my time on this bullshit... Those "dreams" were too realistic to be discounted. I may be in a loop to travel back here whenever I die... I will just get the hell out of here and live my own life. I don't need to be the chosen one if I don't have any cool gifts or powers... I should probably just give up on being the chosen one. Screw this world for all I care.
I throw my knife and mask on the floor. I don't want any reminder of the witch at all.
Cori: If those dreams tell me I shouldn't be involved, then so be it.
I decided to just leave everything behind... I'll think of it as a dream that never happened... right? There is no way I have died twice so far in such strange ways.
Cori: What do I even do... I am broke, and I have my dignity, so I won't beg for food... There has to be some work, right? Mabye, I can ask around?
There apparently isn't any work for someone who looks like they have been on the streets for at least 2 years. I eventually give up and decide to waste my time around the city.
Cori: *sigh* Is finding a job really this hard? Do I really look that suspicious? But there may be another method.
I could turn to thievery for easy cash, I probably need the money more than the citizens of this lavish city. Stealing from normal people would definitely get me in trouble, I have to go after people with less perception... I would steal things off of elderly people, but it gave nothing but useless things like trinkets or junk. I even found a letter, but I didn't bother reading it and threw it away. I eventually make a lucky break and steal a purse with money inside, but at this time, it was the end of the day, and the sun was setting. With the money from the purse, I manage to buy myself a room at an inn for 1 night. I could stay 2, but I want to save money so that I don't need to work as hard tomorrow to get food.
Cori: Hehehe... Almost too easy, this is like an infinate money-making method, just steal from old people and you're set! They are going to die soon anyways, the money would definitely be better in my hands.
After this long day, I deserve some rest. Tommorow I will solve my hunger problem, I just need to sleep for now.
Cori: Man, crime really does pay, as long as you don't get caught... My parents, if they are still alive, probably would be super disappointed... but what do I care? They probably left me for a reason, unless I was just magically formed by that witch. To be honest, why was I the chosen one? I have no superpowers, nor do I have friends.
I was thinking, why would I specifically be missing the information about my past when I was summoned as the "chosen one?" I noted that I remembered some books I read, but why were they all childish fairytales I would follow blindly? I decided to do something to take my mind off the situation. I decided to take a bath to try to relax, shower thoughts belong in the shower.
Cori: I should go take a bath... This day was much easier now that I've taken my mind off that elf.
The room I was in had an extra room that held the shower. Observing the shower, it seemed extremely advanced. It had a faucet and a drain. I wonder how much it costs to build. It was strange that a fantasy city would have such advanced technology compared to what the outside city suggests. I decided to disregard this and went on to clean myself. The shower felt refreshing, I didn't smell like garbage anymore, and I even used the water to clean the robe. I leave my robe out to dry for the next day, and I fall asleep... It was too good to be true, now that I have turned to crime, life seems much better. It was as if searching for the elf was holding me back. This was heaven... It was so dreamy... I finally get my first night of sleep.