《Spheretesia, a Wanderlust Fantasy》Chapter 8: Unstill
Advertisement
Rin could see traces of battle from a distance. There is blood on the road and he could see blue-colored bodies, those are bokin bodies. Rin walks closer to the scene while staying vigilant.
‘There are 5 bokin bodies. The blood is already dry, it’s been a while since the fight ended. Are these bones?’
Rin located some bones nearby. He doesn’t know what creature these bones belong to because it is broken into different pieces.
‘Maybe something ate one of the bokin down to its skeleton?’
No longer interested in the bones, Rin walks toward the bokins to take their cores. When he got closer to them, he notices that they had claw marks. Judging from the injury, whatever fought them had 4 claws. There are also puncture wounds as well, presumably from the same set of claws.
Rin got the 5 cores and puts them away in the backpack then he walks to the house on the left.
The house has a sky-blue color theme. It is surrounded by a short white wooden fence that gives more of a sense of welcome rather than a sense of security. There are a number of mini statuettes that decorate the front yard alongside various kinds of flowers.
Rin peaks through all the windows to check the situation before entering. He only spies 2 dead bokins inside. The house looked safe enough so he enters but checks the place again from the inside to make sure there was nothing else.
Seeing that the place is clear, Rin grabs the cores first. He notice that the 2 bokins here got different injuries than the ones outside. These two were stabbed by a knife, probably by the humans who lived here.
‘Since there are no human bodies around, they might have survived and decided to head to town to meet up with others. That means I might have a high chance of encountering humans over there.’
Advertisement
After grabbing the cores, Rin searches the house for useful items. There were a lot of cloth and a few sewing machines, he could tell that the original residents were tailors.
Not finding anything of use, Rin heads to the other house. The house has a green color theme and has a row of roses on the side. This house isn’t as decorated as the other one but it has more outdoor chairs and tables.
Rin looks through all the windows just like before. The inside looks normal but one thing stands out: there are 4 intact human skeletons in the living room and they are all sitting on the sofas. 2 are sitting on a 3-seat sofa while the other 2 are sitting on their own sofa.
At first, Rin didn’t think much of it. He just figured that those skeletons were the leftovers of whatever ate them. He was at the door ready to head inside when a realization dawned upon him.
‘Why are they sitting? If something did indeed eat them, surely they wouldn’t go through the trouble of placing the skeleton on the sofa in a sitting position. It almost looked like they walked there and sat down themselves…’
Wanting to confirm it, Rin leaves his backpack outside and enters the house cautiously. He slowly walks to the living room and takes a peak. When the living room came into view, 4 pairs of empty eye sockets were already staring at Rin.
The skeletons, who were motionlessly looking down before, were all facing Rin. Each skeleton has a faint red glow in one eye socket. They are barebone and unarmed. Neither their body language nor eyes display any emotions, almost as if they are puppets.
The skeletons get up from their seat and walk toward Rin. He doubts that they intend to give him a warm welcome.
Advertisement
‘Their speed is pretty slow. It looks like they’re not capable of running.’
Rin is still holding a spear and a staff in each hand. Aiming for the neck, he goes up to the nearest skeleton and thrusts with the spear. But because the neck is thin, the spear only slides off to the side without dealing much damage.
The skeleton uses its sharp fingers to attack Rin. It swipes with its right hand and then swipes with its left. Rin was already backing away when he saw that his attack proved to be ineffective so he successfully dodge the skeleton’s hands.
Rin goes in for another attack but he swings the spear this time. He uses the wooden part of the spear to smack the skeleton on the neck. The force of the spear causes the skeleton to stumble to the side but there was no visible evidence that the attack did any damage.
The spear also broke. Rin doesn’t know how the bokins obtained their spears, whether they made them or found them. But if these spears were made with the technique and technology of today’s society, they would be sturdier. Even the wooden handle of a farming tool wouldn’t break so easily if one tried.
Rin backs away again; the other skeletons were getting close. That interaction was about 4 seconds long so they hadn’t joined the fight yet. Rin drops the broken spear and heads outside. He’ll fight them as they come through the door, that way he can face them one at a time.
‘Although slow, their defense is quite something. Now how do I get through that thick skull of theirs…’
Rin’s gaze falls upon his backpack. At that moment, one can see a lightbulb on top of his head.
‘The club! A blunt weapon should make a heavier impact. This time I’ll aim for the head. Since it’s hollow inside it shouldn’t be as sturdy as the other regions.’
Rin grabs the wooden club and puts the staff to the side. He hadn’t tried to use [water magic] because the skeletons were already slow so he didn’t find the need to use it.
It didn’t take long for the skeletons to come through the door. Rin steps up to the first one. He raises the club and brings down judgment on its head. The first strike causes the skeleton to stagger back a little and also puts it in a daze.
Cracks can be seen on the skeleton’s head after that first strike. Rin hits the skeleton 2 more times before its skull gave in and crumbles.
From the 2 clashes, Rin notices that the skeletons’ behavior is like a machine. Although they can detect him from a distance, they won’t actually prepare an attack unless he enters their striking range.
Knowing this, he strikes a small distance away from them. By the time he enters their range, his club is already milliseconds away from bashing them. He easily defeated the rest in this manner. It wasn’t difficult to defeat them once he learned their strengths and weaknesses.
-----------------------------------------
[4 Tier 1 skeleton has been slain]
[+4 exp]
[Exp: 0/7] 🠖 [Exp: 4/7]
-----------------------------------------
Advertisement
- In Serial58 Chapters
New God
Who said being a God was easy. If you started omniscient; omnipotent and omnipresent then it might be. However, without those powers it would be a different story entirely. This is that story. Adam is thrown into a new world with no choice and no instructions. At least he is a God, whatever that means... Lovely Royal Road readers: Imagine a tutorial with no instructions and no idea what the game was meant to be and what you are trying to achieve. All you know is that you are a God (whatever that means). So this is quite slow to start; mainly world building for me; a bit of base building by the MC and some good old minion development. I'm developing/practicing my writing and love the format of RR to get it out of my head. So hopefully it gets better with time as I get better. All feedback welcome - but please critique and tell me why you don't like it (if you don't) I'd rather a 1-star review than a 2-star(plus) rating!
8 212 - In Serial20 Chapters
A Nerd's Wet Dream Come True (Tossing an OC into Marvel)
John was an average man. At least that's what he tells himself at night. He lived in a rented apartment in the decent district, a well-paying job, and more student debt than he cared to think about being steadily paid off. Yet he was absolutely miserable. He spent his days living like a zombie, a slave in all but name to corporate. His only joy these days it seems was reading comics and writing fanfics. SI ones. Choke full of power fantasies and large harems. Yeah, even he had to admit he was a loser. His only redeeming feature seemed to be his photographic memory and the library's worth of comics and books he has read. Yet, when fate took pity on him and had John transported into the Marvel Universe, he was only all too happy to oblige. A second chance to make something of himself. Is he going to finally have the comfortable life he wanted? Will he laze away relying on his past life's knowledge or does he want more this time? Will his ambition and hard work lead to sweet fruits, or will it rot away in the darkness hiding beneath the colorful costumes of the hero's society? Now with crossovers! Be warned if you don't like to see OCs messing up the timeline or DC and other stuff showing up. I swear I'm not randomly adding stuff and there is a legitimate (as far as comic books and fanfics can be) plot reason why. (I'll be honest, I don't know "cannon" marvel really... I watched some movies and animated series as a kid, but I haven't picked up a comic in years. This is just some light-hearted and casual writing for fun. If there are any errors or something you think would be cool please let me know.) I'm also trying to have multiple main characters so that might be jarring for some people while I switch perspective. Sorry in advance, I'm new at this and idk what I'm doing, advice and feedback gladly welcomed!
8 158 - In Serial52 Chapters
Return of the Margravine
She was the daughter of the prestigious margravial house, yet she had severed her ties with her family to marry him, the Kingdom’s third prince. She had fought in a bloody civil war just so she could secure the throne for him. She had done every deed imaginable out of love for him. But how did he thank her? As soon as she had given him all she was capable of, she was discarded. First replaced by another queen, later thrown into prison. Now he even sentenced her to death by burning at the stake as the witch she never had been, slaughtering her important people before her eyes. That was one betrayal too much for her. Faced with the chance to return to the past in the moment of impending death, she decided to take it, no questions asked. Now she is back twelve years prior. Watch out, deceitful prince, for your former wife from another timeline will never allow you to rise to power again. Now she will do everything in her might to keep her important persons save, hindering the career of her previous lifetime’s husband at every step. ******* As English isn't my mother tongue, I would appreciate it if native speakers, anglicists or any other proficient users of the English language could kindly inform me about any mistakes in grammar or word choice so that I may correct it. The same applies to any sentence or paragraph that may sound unnatural in English.
8 145 - In Serial7 Chapters
Paradox
Ren Sutaraito didn't have the best past but then confronting this strange girl they both faced hardships to overcome trials that were physically impossible in our world. Not all is as it seems...They must find out why they existed and find a way to rebuild it.
8 203 - In Serial8 Chapters
The Supreme Trickster
When a Yo-yo fanatic Gyro wakes up from a coma, he finds himself reborn in the body of a 15-year old boy, in a mystical world where the strong preys on the weak and people with extraordinary abilities can bend the fabric of reality. In his desire to return to his home world, he discovers that his only way is to strengthen himself to a level in which no one has attained in the last 10 thousand years, an almost impossible task, until he finds hope in a Trick System installed in his mind. This leads Gyro to bitterly struggle his way to the top against the people who want the same thing, Godhood.
8 108 - In Serial13 Chapters
Gray's Crucible
“The value you have brought to trade is immense, more than a thousand fold what any other traveler to Crucible has ever produced. More than even I produced during my journey.” The old man paused for a moment here, seemingly reluctant to continue. After a few seconds he begins again with weariness creeping into his voice. “As the Messenger of Crucible I have received the value of your life. You shall be awarded a body with potential equaling the value you have brought to this place in accordance with the laws of the higher realms. Now you shall depart for Crucible, but first; I, Jaze, will give you some advice.” The old man, Jaze, he had named himself paused a time. Time enough that Gray began to wonder if he was still present, when he suddenly continued in a low and serious tone, “You will undoubtedly have great potential Gray of Earth, but it is still only potential. What could be is not necessarily what will be. If you step foolishly in my world, if you can not live up to the potential you have bartered for, Crucible will crush you mercilessly and tear away your very soul.” A thought, cheerful and light was heard from Gray before his presence was sent rocketing away like a shooting star. “I’m looking forward to it.”
8 139

