《Re: Ent》Chapter 4: Pokémon saves the day?
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Chapter 4: Pokémon saves the day?
“ ” = Speech
‘ ‘ = Thoughts
* * = Actions or SFX’s
~ ~ = Third Person
[ ] = Time Skips
= Status Reports
- - = telepathy
-HEEELP! - (???)
‘What! What is this? It feels like someone is talking right next to my ear, like headphones. Is this telepathy?’
-HELP! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP US!-
The voice was desperate and high pitched, although that wasn’t all due to it being desperate but also because it was it was probably very young, it sounded like a young boy.
I turn towards where I sensed where the voice was coming from, don’t ask how I just could, only to find my sonar didn’t reach far enough.
‘Fuuuuuuuck! I really want to see who else can use telepathy, maybe they could give me some pointers and maybe I could enslave them! Although that would be pretty hard, with the whole, seed not even as big as grass, thing’
-Help! Please… *sob* someone? Anyone?-
The voice was now more like a resigned whimper than a call for help, think Simba calling for help after Mufasa died
‘Damn it! I don’t want to call out with telepathy until I find out what the victim is fighting, it would be bad if I pick off more than I can chew. Not that I can chew, I mean I am a seed.’
-*sob* Nooooo! Dufy! *sob* YOU GOD DAMN BIRD!’
‘Bird? The killer is a Bird? But the voice sounded like a young boy, maybe a big bird?
Come to think of it why is he only calling out with telepathy? My hearing is fine but I don’t hear any shouts for help, and who’s Dufy, sounds like a dog name. I kind of pity it, having a name like that. R.I.P Dufy.’
‘Ahhhhhhh! Now I’m really curious. Maybe the bird is some sort of magical man-eating bird, I mean I am an Ent so I don’t really see the problem.
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RIGHT! I can take a bird, I was just worried that id be taking on a Demon Lord or something, that would be near impossible, even for me, this early in the game. Now I just have to figure out how to see them, beat the bird, and enslave the ever so grateful owner of the voice’
The cries for help continued and since it continued it would seem the voice is doing a good job of running away
‘Fukin, this is getting annoying. Eagle Vision activate!’
As I said this, power started to well up inside me; actually power would be the wrong word. I felt electricity tingle in what felt like my belly. It reminded me of when I was hit by a taser gun for pissing on a police car. Good times.
*Ding*
NEW SKILL CREATEDYou Have Created The SKILLFar Sight**** Point/s used to Create2M*** Point/s to used to use1M*N* Point/s left unused6
STATUS UPDATED: **** into M*N*
‘I said Eagle Vision not Far Sight
Get it right God.’
Just as I finished scolding God the electricity in what felt like my belly disappeared and I lost my sonar vision and spent a moment in complete darkness.
‘Fuck, did I really piss off a God?’
Apparently I hadn’t, because I regained my vision, but not sonar. I now had a more human like vision but narrower and with sharper details than my previous life.
‘Ho Ho, let’s see what kind of monstrosity is terrorising the land shall we.’
As my new vision extended to where the voice came from, the expectations off, giant birds, crying children, dead bodies and dead dogs.
Where HORRIBLY betrayed.
What I saw was a completely white coloured bird, about the size and shape of a small sparrow but with a longer beak, picking on some ants.
Yes, ANTS, fucking ants.
-Ahahahaha! We’re all going to die! Wohoooo!-
The voice came from one of the ants, unlike the others who were all brownish with red hues, this one was jet black with purple highlights on its legs.
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And it would seem it just broke.
The white bird who had been picking the off the ants on the edge of the group squawked, happily?
‘Looks like the bird can hear the ants cry for help too, what a sadist.
The only word I can think off to describe that bird properly is: Arrogant.
Yep that describes it perfectly, Arrogant as fuck.
Rightio.
I shall kill it.’
I try thinking and then extending my thoughts to the group. Don’t ask how, it just came naturally
-Ermmm, Birdy over there, yeah, yeah you the one killing all the ants,
I’m gonna kill you so I suggest you get the hell out of here before I… figure out… how to… kill, you. Crap-
‘Damn it I was getting cocky over completing the first stage.’
The bird “twitted” a few times like it was laughing, looked in my direction and squawked, as if saying “you’re next modafuka”, and then continued to pick off the ants one by one.
‘Arrogant twat.
But maybe this won’t be that hard, I just need to create another skill like before. Right! Before I felt a tingly feeling in my gut and shouted Eagle Vision, so this time I should just bring up the electricity and call out my new skill.’
I recalled a memory from my past life, meditation.
‘I don’t have legs to cross which was basically the hardest part so this should be easy!’
And it was,
I concentrated on where I felt the power before build up inside me and after a few seconds I started feeling the tingle. However…
‘Shit, what should my skill do? I need to kill, or at least drive off that arrogant twat.’
I think back, back to when my Dojo burnt down, back to when I was pissing on a police car, back to when I was stealing Bra’s from back gardens and selling it to homeless people, back to a program I watched on TV when I was still in the orphanage,
POKEMON!
‘Yes! That’s it!
What was that move the plant thingy used? Ermmmmm…
I have it!
Seeeeeeeeed Blaaaaaaast!!’
(AN: dunno what it was actually called but the one where the plant Pokémon spits out a load of high speed seeds at the enemy)
*Ding*
NEW SKILL CREATEDYou Have Created The SKILLKamikazeM*N* Point/s used to Create2MAN* Point/s to used to use1MANA Point/s left unused3
STATUS UPDATED: M*N* into MANA
‘Wut? Well It guess it makes sense…
But really? Kamikaze?
I guess I really did piss of a God.’
My expression: one of a seed, who had just gotten married to his third wife, had a few kids, have pet cat woman, and two cute little sisters. Only for it all to be torn apart by a god who told me to open the basement to find that it had let out a rat infected with an incurable disease which went on to infect everyone I love, whilst I was out saving the world.
(AN: reference was from Mushoku Tensei, if you haven’t read it already, you can read it on the site: Baka Tsuki for free. Then you should drown yourself.)
I floated a few cm above the grass for a second and then went flying at almost supersonic speed, strait through the arrogant twats head.
Having had its skull crushed and brain turned to mush, the bird died instantly.
I, on the other hand, came out the other side completely fine, albeit covered in brain matter, only to smash through a young tree that was in the way.
This sent me spinning into an old oak which stopped my path of destruction at the cost of a 10cm wide crater on its trunk.
*Ding*
TITLE:Giant Slayer
GainedMagical Prodigy
Gained
AN:
Sorry for the wait, I was mastering the coding for the tables. Thank you again to whoever told me to find it in the forums.
It took a while but I did it!
Whoop Whoop
Anyway
Please comment, I enjoy reading them.
I’m also working on making my chapters longer as someone suggested.
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