《Chronicles of Sora: Ruler of Rules》Chapter 32.3 & Epilogue - Approach with caution
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Just knowing the cause of the problem isn't going to solve the problem.
Though, it did help Sora understanding what the problem was with his body and he could now direct his energy towards finding a solution to that extent….but none of the ideas Sora came up with were of actually any help. Sora continued to remain sprinkled across the streets of Feladonia like cinnamon sprinkled over apple pie – Sora was also very hungry.
[Is there nothing else left for me to do but wait for my inglorious death?] Sora asked himself as a migraine attacked him.
The current action plan was to let some of the slime evaporate just as the sun comes out and the begin moving – this plan involved a fair bit of waiting.
With his last ear submerged in “water”, Sora could barely hear anything and whatever he did hear sounded like as if he was underwater. What happened to his other ear? That was chewed of by a dog when he placed it on Maylon. This brought Sora to his next task: managing his bodily inventory. Since all he could do was wait right now, he began making a list of what bits of him remained and what didn’t. He also made a mental note to kill every dog of Feladonia.
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Sora’s POV
I have lost an ear before and now one ear is barely useable. Great! Basically, I am deaf for now.
I had six fly eyes, one of them seems to be beyond repair. One…once again lost to a dog, so I still have four of those. I kept extra fly eyes since these are so small, I had no idea when I might need spares. One is facing the sky, one is facing the ground. The other two haven’t been opened yet.
I have also lost my cyclop eye. So goodbye the closest thing I had to normal vision.
I can feel only one heart beating….the other one seems to be badly damaged.
Essentially, this time I have lost only an eye and a heart – not too bad considering my enemy was the Regent. (Sora still doesn’t know who he really fought).
Of what remains of me, I still have slime and vampire blood. I don’t have to worry about those. Vampire blood and slime have fused together, so it’s not even distinguishable. In fact I have an excess of slime and blood; I wouldn’t be in this situation if I didn’t have so much of it. How the heck did I even produce so much slime? It’s like 1000% more than before.
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Forget it, trying to remember what happens to me when I blackout is impossible.
My dwarf hand is not too far from my Centaur brain – neither injured.
It seems even my tongue is nearby, thankfully it is dipped in some sort of mead? Well whatever, this is my only respite from the splitting headache.
Other not so important organs like pheromone glands intact but they are really far from me. By the way when I say me, majority of my consciousness is located where most of the slime lies.
I have no idea where my teeth are – if my body part is covered in slime, I know where it is. Clearly, my teeth aren’t covered in slime. So I have no idea where they are. Goodbye Bog Monster teeth.
Oh oh.
I just realized something.
I have no idea where my ‘human-light saber’ is…my “mammoth tusk” is missing…my manhood is gone?
Nooooooooo!
Why isn’t the most important part of me covered in slime??? Why?
Why does God hate me so much?
To rob me of my precious!
My family jewels bestowed upon me by the heavens!
I need to find it!
Come on Sora! Dying is better than living like this!
*Focus*
Error: Not enough MSP.
The future is at stake here!
Error: Not enough MSP.
My manhood is at stake here!
Error: Not enough MSP.
My virtual virginity is at stake here!
Error: Not enough MSP.
Like hell there isn’t enough MSP!
Maximum movement tries exceeded. You have been locked out of Slime Body mode.
Now entering Skeleton Warrior Body mode.
Right now, anything will do!!
***
Unknown to Sora every time he tried moving, his slime did in fact get closer to each other; like magnets attracted to each other.
So when Sora focused, a soldier who had slime on his leg and another on his rear, found himself kicking his comrade in the a**. The two men began quarrelling and it soon escalated into a brawl.
Soldiers nearby stopped drying themselves (they were all drenched in slime) and huddled together and began cheering the fight on.
When Sora cried about the future being at stake, an Erito soldier slapped a Norito and the soldiers cheering the fight crashed into each other. Before they could understand what happened, fights all over the encampment sprung up.
When Sora bemoaned about this manhood, Stalsbourg punched Vanessa. Stalsbourg only meant to shake hands but some unknown force moved his hand. Stalsbourg was horrified; what did he just do? He had no intention of punching her….
When Sora motivated himself with talks of virtual virginity, Stalsbourg's guard kneed Stalsbourg. The poor man had been dragged by Stalsbourg as he was (drenched in slime) to accompany Stalsbourg. Though, kneeing Stalsbourg unexpectedly bought time.
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And when Sora tried his last attempt, the same guard kicked Vanessa in the torso.
Needless to repeat, Sora was completely oblivious to all this - at the time he was searching desperately for his family heirloom.
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Sora’s POV
Finally I can move!
Thankfully, since I have been keeping my skeleton body tied up together most of it is intact.
I have never been outside slime mode before – skeleton mode. Who knew I could do a nifty trick like this?
I am so happy I incorporated a skeleton warrior in my body; for the most of it feels like I am human again.
I had no idea skeletons are severely colour blind; everything is in shades of grey.
Also it seems that skeleton warriors’ sense of balance is a bit of, it feels wobbly when walking.
Oh wait…that’s just me missing my foot.
It feels rather odd and strange to be walking like this. When I was a slime there was awkwardness in my movement. I am not sure how to describe it....it felt like I was doing to the robot dance steps just to move. So now walking as a normal human does feels weird since I am no longer used to it. Luckily, walking is a lot like cycling you never forget it once you learn it.
Similar to the slime, my sixth sense is guiding me to where my missing bones are. Time to get that missing foot.
It is rather difficult to be quiet as a skeleton since my bones are rattling with each step I take. Still, I better try moving as quietly as possible lest I be seen by some soldiers!
Hmm….shockingly the streets are empty….at least they are empty where I am standing.
*Crash*
That sounds like steel clashing – somebody is fighting with swords? Who are they fighting now?
Not important, firstly I need to find that. Then I need to get the hell out of here.
I am worried.
Where the hell did it go?
Should I just gather my other organs and hope to find that along the way?
I’ll just pick up anything and everything I find.
Now is no time to be nit-picking!
Several minutes later…
Great got all of me but still missing that and my ear. I am not worried about the ear; I know where it is located; in the same area where soldiers are fighting with each other. Why the heck are they attacking each other?
Locating ‘that’ is very important, but I just can’t seem to find it. I am worried. Should I just give up on ‘that’?
No I can’t give up on precious!
Precious where are you!
I could cry now. This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. Like a hundred times worse than having my ear wetted by the dog.
This reminds me, I need the ear too. Although, Skeleton-san’s hearing is perfectly normal but I am not sure when will I revert back to my slime body. If do revert back, I certainly don’t want to be deaf.
I’ll look for my precious after I get my ear back. Should I risk collecting my ear?
I mean who is going to notice a skeleton walking about picking an ear?
May be my precious is located there?
What if a dog is chewing on it?
I NEED TO FIND IT!!
:ngahh:
***
Epilogue: Wanted
It would take several hours of bloody fighting and intervention the Regent to settle the matter. This was followed by the greatest disciplinary hearing and investigation in the Empire which would conclude several months later. It would later be learnt, being drenched in slime was never a good thing; especially when it involved an adventurer named Sora. Claims of residents of seeing a skeleton roaming the streets of Feladonia during the incident would also be investigated but nothing ever would come of that.
The following posters would be circulated across the Empire after this incident:
Reward: 1 Billion Sovereign Stognat!
--Bounty--
Name: Known name 'SoraChan'
Alias: Unknown
Status: Adventurer
Estimated Class: Lower range: +B, Upper Range: - A
Crimes: Murdered 61 residents of Feladonia, 200 Norito Soldiers, 21 Erito Soldiers, destroyed 23% of Feladonia – properties include Townhall, Helios Inn, Blue Rose Inn, Aged Inn, Town Sqaure, Goddesses Maya’s statue, Eastern Feladonia wall.
Race: Unknown - likely elf / human
Profession: Unknown
Personality: Appears to be weak and innocent but is cunning and is actually hiding his fearsome powers
Known magical abilities: Can hide stats, absorb enemy attack and launch the same back – particularly immune to lightening and poison, immune to physical attacks, can also manipulate mind and body of his enemies, teleport and summon monsters.
Physical stats: only known stat value AGI+200.
Sword Style: Unknown
Guardians: Known number of guardians in possession – 2. Guardians include a female gold classed martial artist and Griffin.
Last sighted: Kingdom of Feladonia – Furada Region
Please approach with extreme caution. If you have any information on this adventurer please share immediately with your local Cardinal.
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