《Chronicles of Sora: Ruler of Rules》Chapter 19.2 - And the Oscar goes to
Advertisement
Sora’s POV
This is rather an uncomfortable situation to be in.
Some NPC just plunged his hand into my torso and gouged out my heart. He is now posing in front of my with my heart held up in the air.
I don’t think I will die with this kind of attack.
It really is a minor wound….at best -10HP? Actually there isn’t even HP loss.
But it did hurt….Not the ripping out of the organ, the bit where he twisted his arm out. It reminds me of a nipple twister; terribly painful move…in my case imagine a palm sized nipple twister…I could be crying right now but I am holding back my tears as I consider my next move…
Do I…
A. Ask for my heart back politely?
B. Ask for my heart back in anger?
C. Ask for my heart back while cracking a joke?
I am not sure if I need the heart….however, I certainly do want it back. It is like a part of me; significant or not.
Let’s suppose I went with option A, should I ask for my heart back….and this does open a whole door of possible conversations…
“Erm..excuse me, could I have my heart back?”
Imagine how that would go?
“Oh, I am sorry…here you…” I wish the world were that rosy. Unfortunately, I cannot expect the NPC in front of me to be as courteous as me. Contrary to my wishful imagination, what is likely to happen is:
“RUN FOR YOUR LIVES ITS IMMORTAL!”
I might scare the living day lights out of them. I think they look spooked enough after I took the lightening strike and managed to live….that really was a fluke….Next time I am so not surrendering blindly to the Empire….for all you know the next time I may not be so lucky and they cast a fire spell at me…. Slime and fire don’t make a good combination for those who aren’t already aware of that.
Advertisement
Moving on to option B, I could go aggressive on them. Sometimes, offensive is the best defensive. Where have I heard that before? Never mind.
[Oye! You there! Don’t you know it’s rude to rip out someone’s heart….]
I wonder if that line sounds angry enough?
Or I could…
[OYE! WHATS YOUR PROBLEM? DO YOU ALWAYS GO ABOUT RIPPING OUT THE HEART OF THOSE WHO SURRENDER?]
My anger ridden voice will convey my sentiments and they will turn meek and return my…. *bull crap* Like hell this plan will work. There are at least 50 odd soldiers here, the moment I display even the slightest menace, they’ll probably launch everything they have at me.
I guess if I think about it….I am left with only option C. Humour my enemies into letting me go.
"You have literally stolen my heart…but I am grieved to inform you that I am straight. Please don’t take responsibility for your actions and just return my heart…” and if he still refuses to return it I could in a funny way put across, "Guess I will have to change my name to Roxas."
This is going to be so funny! I can imagine everyone’s expressions…
I am ashamed… this session has been literally my most unproductive thinking session that I have had in a while. What am I trying to create here a plot from cliché manga?
“ZACQUE ET FOI SA!” The woman who attacked me shouted out.
Her shouting brought me back to my reality.
Hmmm….I think everyone is staring at me….The man holding my heart looks terrified as he stares at me.
*Oh snap*
How long have I been standing here thinking pointless things?
“KUUU….ARGHHH….. MY HEART….” I hope my voice conveys my pain and shock.
Advertisement
I fall to the ground melodramatically. I am lying on my chest. I shake violently as I pretend to be writhing in pain….this is kind of fun.
“ARGHH…..”
I stretch my hand out towards my heart which is still being held up in the air.
“Keh…my …. Hea…rt….you….killl…ed…me…”
I drop my head for the finale to the ground and lie lifelessly.
This is the best idea, I have had; faking my own death. I should have thought of this sooner.
I am surrounded by blood thirsty adventure hating soldiers….one of them who believes that he has succeeded in killing… faking my own death was the obvious answer.
Now if I lie still, they should just throw my dead body in a dumpster and I can escape afterwards happily ever after….
I hate to admit it, but I think I may have the latent talent of a genius actor residing within me without me even knowing so.
[th_0suit.gif]
Advertisement
Spirit of the Gamer
Waking up in a new world with a odd Gaming power? Not the worst thing... Waking up in a world of hungy ghosts, genocidal reapers, and things not quite covered in manga? Well, that was a little harder to adapt to. Story is OC inserted into pre-canon Bleach. This story will be a massive derail from normal Bleach. Expect random ideas, extremly slow start up, and more focus on characters and trying to be a better person. I don't own Bleach. The who does is Tite Kubo, please support the offical Manga/Anime.
8 177Entertainment Cafe
Mostly Inspired from Black Tech Internet Cafe, with a hint of Almighty Videogame Designer In a semi-modern world where cultivation reigns supreme, join June as she opens up a store for relaxation and gaming in this new world.
8 174A Warrior's Love (BL)
"Your mind is dark, your eyes are dull, your life is bleaker than feces, and your heart is covered in ash." She removed one hand to keep her veils on her head as the topmost shawl slipped down her neck. She continued to speak, "Your blood is cold. If you remain this way, you will die before you can find your love." The Krasean lowered his veil, revealing his face to us. He tipped his head upward so I can see his honey coloured eyes that were duller than his peoples'. Black eyeliner outlined the rim of his eyes, drawing attention to his enchanting eyes. "Whoever your lover is, they are your other half. You will endure hardships and pain because of them. You will also make them feel the same." She looked conflicted like she did not know whether to tell me this was good or bad. "In their eyes, you are the evilest and the godliest. How contradicting this is!" "Did you slap me?" I held the helmet between the pit of my elbow and my waist. One hand slowly reached up to rub my numb cheek. It has been forever since someone last slapped me. Now, no one who knew my identity would dare to hit me directly. "The blood coursing through your veins, it's hot and dangerous. You cannot be tamed easily and this may be the cause of your downfall." A strange grimace graced her wrinkled face. I swear to the gods she is ageing each second! "I see your fall. Someone with too much power automatically becomes a threat. You're no longer seen as an ally, but a monster."
8 182The Origins Of The Races [Español!]
Primero quiero decir que como veras esta historia esta en español ya que mi ingles es muy malo para hacer una novela. Segundo puse todas las advertencias para más libertad de expresión. En un mundo tan grande, los orígenes de las cosas pueden ser muy interesantes desde la casualidad, por Dios o por simples mortales. Al haber muchas razas cada uno tiene sus Orígenes ya sea el más débil o el más fuerte cada uno tiene su razón de estar hasta el que dicen que si se extingue mañana no pasaría nada. porque las razas no son solo un grupo de seres ellos representan una emoción o más y aunque otros pueden sentirlos no viven por ello. Vamos a ver desde el punto de vista de muchos personajes históricos de este cosmos como se origino muchas razas, hechos de culturas, tecnología, frases, facciones y demás. ¿Te atreves a leer estos mitos? Soportaras el intento inútil de Finnegan, verás como Stacy tiene una mala infancia, verás como Yare hace todo lo posible por amor aunque el sea un Yandere. Si te atreves a leerlo porque esto es solo el comienzo. Quiero decir que si quieres saber bien de qué se trata la historia con leer el prologo no basta ya que solo lo hice para dar un trasfondo a la historia y no se puede tomar muy en cuenta de cómo es la historia, si quieres saber bien cómo es lee el primer capítulo y el primer pensamiento del autor que está después del primer capítulo. La portada tiene de base una foto de Fotos de Stock por Vecteezy y editada por mi. Horario: lunes,miércoles,viernes y domingo por ahora la hora especifica está en cambios.
8 120Apocalypse Boy
While excavating ancient ruins, Ahv finds an egg with strange inscriptions written on it. Upon getting the inscriptions translated, he discovers that the egg contains Zahac, the Dark Lord who destroyed the Ancients. Shortly thereafter, the egg hatches, revealing a baby boy inside. Despite the old stories and the prophecies about Zahac being a world-destroying evil, Ahv takes in the child and raises him as his own son, hoping that he can turn him away from his dark destiny.
8 97A girl, Isabella, gets abducted and taken onto a ship. The ship is a transport for the intergalactic zoo and Isabella would be the second human taken to the zoo. Drew, who was taken in 1949, had to fight for his life for what seems to be months, when in actuality has been decades. Isabella gets put into a human exhibit where she meets drew. They must survive together in order to escape but will they? Will they fall in love? Or will all hope be lost and they give up?NOTE: this is my very first book and I won't be editing it. Therefore please understand that there will be a lot of issues like an underdeveloped plot line or not enough character development. Also it's kind of cringy. Read at your own risk
8 113