《Chronicles of Soma: Rise of a King》Chapter 3: The Gods are messing with me v2
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Now some of you might start thinking ‘what now?’, right? If I were you, I might be thinking the same. I don’t mind, I wholeheartedly forgive you kids.
“Ehhhhhhhhh?”
I stared blankly at my feet and then at my hands. I couldn’t see my feet or hands. No, no. I didn't lose them or anything. Even though I could feel them, I couldn’t see them. The shirt and trousers that I had used for years had stretched so much that my hands and feet were swallowed up by them. Just what is going on now? Where the size of the clothes altered or did I now become a dwarf? Before my brain short circuited from despair and doubts, I turned towards my savior.
“Sensei, am I still human?”, with a voice that was cracking, I timidly asked.
Eh? Did the AI just sigh? He did. Right? Right? Damn it. What’s with this human like AI? Wait, wait. That’s not the problem now. I am still human. That can only mean one thing.
“Sensei. How old am I now?”
Sweet lord. I got younger or did I change bodies with someone of this world? No, sensei recognized me as Kusakabe Soma. Then the only conclusion is that I got younger. Another unbelievable development. Just how much was my body altered? Damn those gods in the heaven. I mean sure that they must be having the time of their laugh watching my reactions.
“Are there any other changes as compared to my original body?”
O..ooooooh. Body at peak condition. Those gods sure have done great things again. Does that mean that my current body is better than the original? Then I might able to reach the village faster than I thought.
“Sensei. How long will it take for me to reach the village, with a minimal number of breaks?”
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“And without breaks?”
Good, that means my walking speed should now be more than 8 km per hour. This body sure is better than the old me. Folding the sleeves of my shirt and trousers and with great vigor, I took my second forward.
To reach my destination faster, after every 1 hour, I ran for 15 minutes at max speed. My improved body did not fail my expectation one bit. The run only caused me to slightly gasp for breath, if it were my previous body then I would have collapsed without a doubt. How embarrassing.
And so, by the time the sun was at its peak, I could see silhouettes of small buildings on the horizon. As I neared them slowly, I could see smoke making its way out of chimneys. The shape of the buildings grew clearer with every step I took and their size, bigger.
Then suddenly it hit me and I stopped on my track. How am I, a Japanese going to converse with the people of this world. My legs had stopped moving but my eyes were still focused on the silhouettes of the buildings.
“Sensei. You don’t come with a translation app, do you?”, I asked half-jokingly.
Ah! These shitty gods are playing with me again. My heart roared in anger as I silently cursed the gods above. When they went and improved my body and brain so much, why the fuck didn't they add language comprehension.
Immediately after I was done berating the gods, sensei’s mechanical voice sounded in my mind.
And there goes sensei nonchalantly installing stuff inside my meager brain, I don't think my brain has that much free space, you know. So sensei, don’t go installing things without asking me. I silently complained not wanting to anger the great all knowing one.
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Eh? Sensei, you can even read my mind? Wait, now that I think about it, he is my brain after all. Did my intelligence fall after I came here?
Was I just casually dissed by sensei? Those shitty gods. What did they do to sensei?
Am I going to be nagged by an old, granny like sensei? Please excuse me from that and definitely no old grannies. Forgive me, mom, I mean no offense, not at all.
Phew! I sighed in relief and continued walking towards the village.
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