《Tentacles, loot boxes and apocalypse [monster evolution story]》🙡 Chapter 2.3 - Trap 🙣
Advertisement
🙡 Chapter 2.3 🙣
Trap
My objective finally in front of me, I stopped, rooted to the ground, the moment I entered the shadow of the front line of trees. The grass and plants were gone, only black sand remained, with signs of being purposely burnt. A sign of civilization, and its father, conflict with nature.
Yeah, let’s for now not go deeper. Who knows what kind of fantasy monsters dwell inside…Even if I can’t hear anything coming from the inside. Suspicious forest is suspicious.
Well, it’s not as If I’ve ever been in a fantasy forest before. Also, it’s not as if there is any other place I could go! While looking around, there was nothing apart from the trees until the horizon! Maybe I should try climbing one of them later to scout?
Yes, I was currently useless, rooted in place, squid on the ground. Not because I was trying to, for the first time, walk... but because of the scary atmosphere. Please ignore the round face print, on the ground just behind me. After all, what’s behind us should be left behind us, time to walk forward!
And that was indeed what I needed to master, moving forward in this body—forgetting the human walking experience. Instead I can move like a caterpillar, undulating a few tentacles lying on the ground. Painfully slow! And surely adding +3 to my charisma stats to all humanoid observers—or... a bit as if I was “climbing” horizontally? Using a few arms to stay up, while using a few others to catch/grab something and propel forward like a thing from an old Japanese horror movie.
Yep, no walking in public, only floating.
I moved closer to two big obelisks. I could see more of them every 100 m or so along the forest line, obviously man-made. Some kind of border marker? A first undoubtful sign of civilization—only here I could see two of them so close—as one stood on each side of the “river”.
Amazon this was not, especially here—a rather calm current, with occasional small fish here and there. The water, clear, thanks to the riverbed being covered with rocks and pebbles—the Perfect place for a trap!
Advertisement
Not wasting any time, I started gathering surrounding stones and twigs, wanting to build an U-shaped dam that I could close at a moment's notice! I quickly started throwing smaller stones in…
Plop. Plop.
Plop plop.
Plop plop plop.
Wait. Plop plop plop? Holy shit, I used 3 tentacles at once! Wait, why the hell did I only use 2 of them until now? I have dozens of them! Dozens! If I can work with 3, why not 4!
Plop Plop Plop Plop
… actually, why am I limiting myself to only 4, let's try more! And 5! And 6! And
Bam! - I hit the ground with the grace of a first grader hit by a dodge ball straight into their face. Again. Not to mention hitting myself with the stone I was trying to throw into the river.
*AWOWOWO!*
After a bit of hard work, I actually managed to create a very small pool, in a slower moving part of the stream, next to some otherworld reeds.
I even saw some fry swimming around the entrance, though it got scared when I tried closing the gate… but it should come back, shouldn’t it?
…
…
An hour later, and nothing goes in. I should have known it wouldn’t be this easy. At least I had some fun trying to discern my appearance from the waters surface- and believe me it was quite interesting. Purple-blueish ball, with dozens of tentacles, and round mouth that is usually hidden. My sclera was black, so was the square pupil, but the iris itself was yellow.
My tentacles… I can expand them quite a bit, though when I do that they seem barely strong enough to keep their own weight. I have to entwine a few of them to make them strong enough to be useful as arms—something that I did instinctively, and so noticed only now, playing in front of my reflection… I think I might have seen this type of thing in certain comics on earth. No comments on country of origin.
Advertisement
Honestly, if not for these weird fog-like particles floating around me when I float, I would seem like an animal that could live on earth!
…
“Fucking bullshit”
Like what the hell! Really! Tentacle monster! Not even something humanoid! I hit the water surface. I know, I know, It could be worse—at least I’m not living in someone's ass, but still!
… Let’s hope its the hunger that’s making me cranky. Pity that the trap is still empty. Well, I should have started doing something about it earlier, but I didn’t realise how tired all this floating around made me. Only now that I actually stopped, I realised the exhaustion. But time for rest is over, I need bait. Only after securing water and food will I be able to think about doing something else.
So, climbing up to float again, and catch some flying bugs it is! It is slightly weird that there are no insects here, even though I can see so many just a few meters further away. Whatever, maybe they don’t like the smell of wood. I walked closer to one of the marker stones. It was about 2m tall, gray, but with some runic letters and patterns curved on it, with a tapered pyramid top. I looked at it while resting, and I was certain that whatever is written on this thing—I cannot read it. Well, no translation cheat this time.
More importantly, above them floated more markers than I’ve ever seen over a single target—there was red, green, gray and gold, and all of them were shining quite intensively.
Is this the moment I was waiting for as the MC? A free super skill lottery? I just have to find a way to do… something to these runes, and surely It will be enough for a nice reward?
Yeah, no. Listen “me”, I used up all my luck not becoming a louse in my second life, okay? Also, there are no free things in life. I’m sure that if I were to destroy these stones it would end up releasing some kind of ancient demon king, but not the succubus-companion kind, the instant game over one. Not to mention, other people.. Nope, not trying that. I am going to live the baller high life this time, and for that I am NOT going to die stupid death. Still, those stones might be easier to climb than a tree...
ZAP! -
I fell backwards, feeling tremendous pain in my whole body. What the hell?!
What the hell was I doing! Why the hell did I go into the forest? Am I stupid? Do I want to get eaten by hundreds of animals living in it? And why would I touch mysterious, dangerous looking, apparent magical artifacts?! It was as If a fog obstructing my thinking cleared up. I don’t know when it appeared.. Could it have been when I first set sight upon these woods?
Shit.
I walked to the spring, and, while making sure I was always holding something, put my head in the cold water, to clean up any residue of stupidity… or at least the parts that do not come out of my apparent lack of brain. “Idiot!” I complained at the nightmare-horror looking reflection staring back at me.
Now, calm… calmer, I tried summarizing my situation
I got a job as someone working with fate. Details to be determined. Contract already signed, no backsies. I got reincarnated as a tentacled monster in a fantasy world I got baited/brainwashed into coming to a forest, surrounded by magical equivalent of electric fence And now I’m stuck on the side that—since I doubt it was built just for fun—has whatever it was meant to keep out
Yep—I’m fucked!
Advertisement
Arranged Marriage: To Hear Your Voice
I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawson, you can marry my daughter Marga but Sabrina is an exception.
8 508Cosmic Creator
Jay Thomas was your typical high school boy obsessed with sports, video games, and girls. He has his whole life planned out ahead of him after graduating from high school, or at least he did until having a fateful encounter with God. During the summer between his junior and senior year Jay was confronted by a strange voice in his head that asked him to become the first ever “Cosmic Entity.” At first Jay thought he was going crazy, but soon he learned just how real the voice in his head was. Overnight Jay’s world was flipped inside out after being turned into an immortal and becoming the Infinity Plane’s first Cosmic Entity. Now he’s tasked with creating entire universes and managing over existence itself! Cosmic entities! The Infinity Plane! World Games! A world where imagination and creativity are the only limits! Kind of... Join Jay as he enters an entirely new world of...well, world creation! What are World Games? Will Jay become the most powerful Cosmic Entity of all? And is it okay to make it rain dogs on Sundays? Honestly? Only time will tell. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________ Important things to know for this series: This story is told through our main character's perspective, however, the setting and lens of the story changes frequently to see what's going on throughout his universes. You will experience various adventures, cultures, civilizations, wars, and story-lines throughout the entire book. I'm always willing to take new ideas or answer questions about the book, so feel free to leave a comment and let me hear your thoughts! It's important to note that this book is inspired by karami92’s World Keeper.
8 145Pantheon: End of Existence
When the hardest thing he thought he would have to deal would be a break up, Lloyd Angsley finds himself in the middle of Nowheresville, Kansas when disaster strikes the world. In an attempt to save it, a system was put in place, and the world was sent into chaos, an age of mass evolution and an Era of the System.
8 56Blood and Honor
Fate, such a small word with so much meaning. Also the name of one of the newest MMORPG with a Player base of 3 Million and growing. Since the introduction of the Visor and FIVR capsules people have been earning a steady income from working online in MMORPGs or various other online ventures. With a growing population around the world the masses needed another place to enjoy themselves and work. Your Fate is your hands. You decide what you want to be. A stalwart Paladin in service to a noble cause, a Warlock making Pacts with Devils and Demons, a Jewelcrafter that makes the best gems and jewelry in the world of Ithea, or a simple inn keeper the choice is yours. That's what the Devs described and that is what they delivered with the game. For Kevin AKA Jacob Longstrider, it was a chance to turn his life around. Kevin had felt his whole life that Fate had laughed at him and spurned him, now he is going to learn that when Fate smiles on him, it's not much better. Note* I do not own the Pic, I did not create it. All credit of the PIC/Art goes to the original creatorNote* Rewrites are coming starting 08-March-2021Note* This story will contain profanity, violence, cursing, sexual content, offensive language, jokes about fantasy ethnic groups (People that aren't real in other words), etc... So if you are easily offended, perhaps you should not read this story. Discord: Blood and Honor Discord Channel
8 140Bring Me To Life | The Originals (1)
Bring Me To Life »She Built A World Of Magic, Because Her Real Life Was TragicAfter the events of the Harvest, Imogen left the French Quarter coven and vowed to do anything to protect the last of her family. With the arrival of the Original Family, the vampires are thrown into complete upheaval and Imogen is caught right in the middle. With the supernatural community of New Orleans prepping for war, which side will she fall down on?
8 117A Mob Boss's Honour
This is the story of many mob families. It is set in the 1950s. There are many families involved in the crime life in New York. There is honour. There is war to keep that honour. There is loyalty but there is betrayal too. This is not related to my other trilogy. The families featured in this book are different. This is a standalone book. Cover by @aresrising
8 198