CHAPTER FORTY

Sometimes understanding problems only makes them worse

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~ Name: Sting ~

Title: Fuzzy Wuzzy Bee

Class: Big Bug [lv50]

HP

[111]

MANA

[83]

ATK

[178]

INT

[51]

DEF

[87]

SPD

[251]

You know, I have been wondering how you got this blue screen

Gods can’t bless or talk to monsters, such has always been

But here you are, a portal monster I can reach out to

A truly mighty god must have pulled some strings to bless you

Sting had given up on flying as fast as he could

Trying to escape the screen was doing him no good

Scared of everything around him, he flew way up high

Hoping to find some level of peace in the blue sky

He hovered so high off the ground that he could hear no sound

Just the wind against his back as he looked all around

Forests and small towns filled every place that he could see

An a beautiful horizon that went on endlessly

He thought about his home, the place where he was born and raised

If his dead family could see this view, they’d be amazed

And then it hit him all at once, the things he’d never thought

Thanks to the huge surge in intelligence that he got

His family was gone, all killed while hunting down that boy

Ilke himself, just thinking of the blood they could enjoy

He grimaced at the thought of craving such a source of food

Cursing the perspective with which he had been imbued

Achievement: Thoughtful Little Bug

I wish that I could read your mind, you look so deep in thought

Here’s some more intelligence on top of what you’ve got

We will have to see about your mana stats as well

Once you learn to speak I’m sure you’ll have great tales to tell

Ignoring what he read for just a moment as he gazed

Trying to suppress the fire in his mind which still blazed

He looked upon the world to which he was still fairly new

Looking past the feelings that he felt at such a view

~ Name: Sting ~

Title: Fuzzy Wuzzy Bee

Class: Big Bug [lv50]

HP

[111]

MANA

[83⇨ 88]

ATK

[178]

INT

[51⇨ 53]

DEF

[87]

SPD

[251]

I know that you can understand this, my cute little friend

I’ll try and walk you through this while you have free time to spend

It would be quite hard to survive in your current form

If you with to thrive here you must first learn to transform

He skimmed the message as his mind again began to ache

And felt his journey through the portal was a great mistake

Oh how he wished he could still be home and free of fear

In a place where his mind had been empty but so clear

But he could not return to living off the dead again

He grimaced at the thought of how he’d been living back then

Now his life was more than just surviving til he died

Now his senses had expanded to include some pride

While soaking up the beauty of the landscape beneath him

A fanciful thought came to him, as if upon a whim

He’d become alone in a new world and he was strong

He resolved he’d do his best to live healthy and long

The world he’d come from was a place of chaos and despair

Even though he’d been to unintelligent to care

He would find more fruits to eat and enjoy scenery

Flying freely through the sky above the greenery

If he had the face for it, Sting would have smiled and sighed

The world beneath his six long legs was opening up wide

So it was disappointing, and he thought it made no sense

The sky turned black and he could feel a great portal presence

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