《The Beginning, The End, And Everything In Between》Chapter 5 [Hot Chocolate and Goats]
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Somehow multiple of my drafts and stuff got deleted which is why there is a late update also I had friends over on the weekend and I realised the pain of having to entertain people all day long. Anyway I did a long chapter for you guys to make up for the lateness, I mean it's not really long but its like an ok distance, like running a 20 mile marathon but giving up a little bit after halfway, you're like 'meh she tried so you can't judge her but she did an ok-ish distance considering...'
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I feel like I went too far with that metaphor...
Anyway Enjoy!,
It has been 3 years since I was born into this world, my PTSD from the experience of the process has subsided but my hate for the new 'family' I have is intensified every godforsaken day.
On Monday, I get snuggled and kissed and patted and talked to all the time
On Tuesday, I get snuggled and kissed and patted and talked to all the time
On Wednesday, I get snuggled and kissed and patted and talked to all the time
The same shit every week, and I honestly think it's my own personal hell. Luckily from all the cuddling I'm getting I've been dragged along to Bitchy Wives United which consists of my mother and her other married unemployed friends, after listening to their conversation I have learned some things about this new world...
Is its name is Ragana, it has 5 known continents that are all massive, the smallest one, the Demon continent Quinzel, would be the size of Australia in my old world, the largest continent is about 3 times the size of America and is split between the Beastmen and the Humans, that continent is called Ragaia and is where I am now. There is also the Dwarven Continent called Sabire and the Elven Continent, Neria. The Dwarves and Elves have trading deals, the Dwarven workmanship for the Elves help in enchanting equipment with their magic. This has caused tension to increase between the Humans and Elves because when the Humans offered the same deal, the Elves refused.
In this world there are six races, the Elves who are arrogant pricks, the Dwarves who are grumpy old hermits, the Demons who are evil assholes, the Mer-people who are cowards and thieves, the Beastmen who are battle maniacs and war starters, and then the Humans who are 'wise and peaceful', that's what I have gathered so far from listening to my mother and her Bitchy Housewives group have a lot of prejudice and racism against the other races because of the human ego, it's not like I can alienate myself from humans though, I use to be one of them, but now I'm a new race, it's very conflicting, mabye I should just kill all the humans to make it more simple.
''My plans are genius, Nufufufufu.'' I could build up my strength, join the Adventurers Guild, gain a reputation, get an audience with the King or Queen maybe both, and then dissect them in front of the whole court and hopefully their children...
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While I was day dreaming I fell asleep, I hate this baby body, in the dream I was in a garden coloured by flowers of impossible colours and a white villa in the middle, the villa was so white it seemed to illuminate the whole garden, sitting in the villa drinking what seemed to be hot chocolate, was God.
''I thought you would at least be more classy and be drinking tea, like in the manga's and books from Earth..." [Farren]
"Hahaha, but why drink something so bitter? Hot chocolate is my favourite and I would give up my decadence just for a cup, anyway Emily, although I suppose you prefer Farren now, welcome to my dreamscape, I suited it to what you might like"
I ignore his obvious sarcasm while the smell of that heavenly chocolate wafts over...
"Can I have a cup? As unclassy as it is, it smells amazing" [Farren]
"Of course it does, I made it!" [God]
After I was sitting in the villa with the God drinking some of the best hot chocolate ever created, I realised how normally in these scenes the God has something really important to tell the main character.
"So, do you have any special news for me?"[Farren]
"Ah! yes I do! multiple things actually, 1. There may be a Goddess who constantly has a stick up her ass after you, 2. I modified your body a bit before it went to the other world to give it extra benefits and I assure you, you will like them." [God]
"Alright... pervert" [Farren]
"Eh? no no no no nothing like that" [God]
"Suuureee, ya damn creep" [Farren]
"Wait no please I'm innocent here... I mean sure your body could make another god blush but I have a will of steel, well perhaps not the best will but who could keep that up in front of your body of course..."
I walked away from the sobbing God who was rambiling on about my body and took the mug with me until I realised how am I walking like this when I'm still a baby? I looked down and saw the body I lived in before I came to the other world, I had such fond memories of this body. That one time blood stained my hands and I had to go out with some friends, so I wore some black gloves to cover it up. Then I forgot about it and took them off while in a cafe, the 'friends' saw and asked about it so I led them to an alley and bashed their heads in. Or the other time where a boyfriend found me skinning and pulling out the teeth of my previous boyfriend at the time, so I surgically attached them by the hip just to see if it worked, the whole time they screamed at me for being a psycho crazy bitch, whore with the rusty knife, bitch of the basement and many other names, you'd be surprised how creative people get when they're dying, honestly it just felt like they were complementing me.
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"Ahhh, I'll miss those two, always said the most inventive insults when they worked together, they became attached to the hip in both a literal and metaphorical way, though they died within a day after the procedure... I never was the best doctor" [Farren]
Of course, my favourite memory of this body was my mother, I remember her screams and her entrails like it was just yesterday. She had the skin on her back chained to my meat hook and her guts spilling out onto the white marble. She really should never have walked into my room, that's also the reason I sewed her moth shut, she always forced me to take those sewing lessons saying I would put them to good use someday... never thought I would see the day the whore was right about something.
Everything started to go dark and iIpopped back out of my mind into the dream, God was still there but instead of crying he was more profusely blushing, God is so innocent. I start waking up...
"Bring me back here for some more hot chocolate ok? it's deliciouuussss~" [Farren]
The God only silently nodded.
I set my mind to things now that there was an actual threat out there, I realised I had been taking it easy as a child, I needed to train and check my current body limitations and I needed to find out more about this world, especially about magic. Those were my current priorities as soon as I woke up...
Then there was light and I heard a voice...
"OH MY GODS, JONATHAN COME HERE, FARREN'S GROWING HORNS" [Rena]
Damn that God...
Turns out my mother had woken me up to go to Bitchy Wives United and had found me and my growing protrusions on my forehead, but turns out it's not just one pair of horns, it's three, which means six horns in total, although I gotta admit they look awesome. They seemed undeveloped but they are pitch black with each pair having lines in different colours, the first pair was a bright red vein, the second was orange and the third is a yellow. It looks rainbow in colour *ahem* not that I liked rainbows or anything.
I learnt basic astral projection when I discovered my Mind Magic so I could examine my body closely, using this I had found out the way to see my current body state, I could finally see why my parents hadn't thrown me out as soon as I was born, I looked perfectly normal right now except for the horns, my hair was a pale blond that look almost white and my eyes were just my original green, this had confused me until I heard a voice in my head.
Concealment Gifted By God
I noticed it happened as soon as I focused on it so I tried focusing on the horns
Godly Horns: Gifted By An Eccentric God, These Horns Amplify Your Magic Spells, The More You Have The More Amplified Your Spells Become.
I was unsure whether this was God just adding onto my request of unlimited mana or if this was the request itself, also it now made sense why no one talked about why why my hair was black and white and why my eyes were different colours and my pupils were shaped like compass stars, I found a way to disperse the concealment spell but it always came right back with a message.
Time Limit For Spell Not Complete
This probably meant that he set it so that it would disperse when I was an appropriate age, god only knows when that was but there was nothing I could do for now. But I could start exercising this body, I had heard too much exercise can stunt growth, although I was unsure if that applied to me I don't want to take any chances.
If we go back to the situation at hand, we have a screeching woman, and a very panicky man...
"OK CALM DOWN SWEETIE, I heard recently that mana can mutate newborns who are sensitive to man, WE JUST NEED TO STOP PANICKING"
Fucking hypocrite, he is almost as bad as the damn banshee, baby's ears are sensitive ya'know?
"OH GODS MY CHILD IS A DEMON AHHHHHH"
It seems the woman is still hysterical from the shock. My father seems just as bad, he keeps listing these reasons why I am like this, the one that made me pay attention was the first one he listed, it gave me an awesome idea but that is for a later date. I had always chosen to be a quiet child, spoken only when necessary and done I was told, it was an old habit from when I was young before. Today I shall break that silence.
I lift up my pudgy arms, put on my cutest yet saddest face and spoke
"Dwoes mummy not wuv mwe anymwore?" I cinge at myself, when I kill these guys I'm going to slaughter the whole village with them in it.
I tried to look on the verge of tears, my real target was not my mother but my father, he was completely hopeless when it came to cute things, especially me.
"No, no sweetie mummy loves you very much, right Rena? "
"O-of course I do sweetie, I was just surprised by your new... horns..."
"There was a man that came last night that said he blessed me mummy is that what you mean?"
"A MAN!? WHO WAS HE?"
"He said he was the God of..."
Shit.... I blanked out, I couldn't think of what would be appropriate for the situation, I start panicking and say the first thing that comes to mind
"Goats..." I blurt out.., oh god I wanted to smash someones face in right now, WHO GETS BLESSED BY THE GOD OF GOATS? AND WHAT KIND OF IDIOTIC GOD COVERS UP BLACK AND WHITE HAIR, GREEN AND PURPLE EYES, DISFIGURED PUPILS BUT NOT SOME FUCKING HORNS.
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