《War of the gods [Forum game]》Chapter 6. Run, Nameless! Run!
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Before the spirits could start their usual arguing, one of them was quick enough to whisper an advice. [Go to the flask! It looks valuable! Let's make it yours! Your pocket is the most appropriate place for the flask! Don't worry! You always can run away!]
Nameless stared at the flask. It looked like a gem in his eyes right now.
It shall be mine! The man moved to his prize.
Now it was the thing which he desired the most. The man couldn't imagine what could be better than possessing this flask! Besides, Nameless felt... No, he knew that this flask shouldn't stand on this pedestal! Its rightful place is in my pocket!
Nameless realized that this thought was just and it only strengthened his resolve!
“Excuse me, stranger, but it's prohibited to carry a weapon in this sacred place. Please, hand me your sword,” one of the monks addressed to the man politely.
“Sure.” Nameless gave the monk his sword. Then he continued to walk toward his prize. Currently the flask had captured his attention completely.
Nameless passed through the group of praying people and froze in front of the pedestal.
He stared right at the flask - with some liquid in - as if he was hypnotized. The human could feel that this thing emanated some pleasant warm.
All of a sudden Nameless realized that he didn't feel tired or hungry anymore. This flask is giving me power!
“Stranger, right now you experience a blessing of the sacred Saliva Flask,” the same monk, holding the man's sword, halted next to Nameless. “It's a real miracle! The Saliva Flask heals diseases, wounds, and even make people a little more beautiful! Ah, it's so wonderful to feel the loving warmth of our Lord!”
The monk smiled gently and shut his eyes to experience a pleasure of being so close to the sacred artifact.
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“Indeed.” the man agreed and looked back. The gate isn't too far.
He felt a strong urge to place this artifact in its rightful place. This desire was too strong to resist it. Thus the man grabbed the flask and quickly put it in his pocket. Then Nameless turned around and strode to the exit.
A flask is mine! Now he knew that everything was as it should be.
Now the human could feel as his body was absorbing the energy of the artifact. It was a fantastic feeling! The flask is giving me its power!
The people still prayed to the empty pedestal while the smiling monk stood with shut eyes. Nameless was coming closer and closer to the gate.
But the praying people felt that something was wrong and then they realized that the Saliva Flask was gone! At once a commotion started.
When Nameless had approached the gate, he heard. “Hey! That man has stolen the Saliva Flask! Catch a thief!”
Instantly Nameless broke into a run. The man passed through the gate and now he ran down the road, hearing screams, cursing, and numerous footsteps behind. He didn't look back.
Goddammit! What have I done?! The human wanted to cry! I don't know who I am! I don't even know my own name! I spent all my money to buy a useless beard of the old monk! Now I have stolen the sacred artifact from the temple! What are you planning to do with me next, voices?!
Now Nameless was terrified by those powerful beings! He didn't know what they could do to him in the next moment!
The human continued to run down the road. Nameless didn't feel tiredness. Currently he was full of energy that the artifact was giving him. Therefore, the human continued to run. Soon the pursuers fell behind. It's too late to apologize to the monks!
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The man ran until the midday. Finally he stopped and looked around.
Now Nameless stood on the road. On both side was lush foliage. The man took the Saliva Flask out. What a strange name it has. Does it really contain the god's saliva?
Nameless heard those damn voices again.
[Continue to run! You have this cheat artifact, hence you can run for a very long time! Perhaps, you will find something or even someone interesting ahead!]
[Get some rest! This artifact is strong but I don't know how it influences you! Better safe than sorry!]
[You must feel ashamed! You have stolen the sacred flask from the innocent monks! Shame on you! You shall feel guilty!]
[Return to the monks! Ask their forgiveness! They are good! They will understand and forgive you!]
[Drink this flask! Perhaps, you can absorb this artifact's power and become stronger!]
[Throw the artifact out! You don't need it! You are cool without it!]
*[I gift you] See instruction below
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