《Joe in medieval fantasy world》V1 - Chapter 2: Know Thyself
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A lone figure sits on the huge tree sweating, tired and also nervous from escaping the Mischevusa Deer. He suffers lot of troubles avoiding the wild beasts roaming in the grassy plains along the way. But meeting an Abnormal monster on your first day is a very deadly encounter.
The plains where he slept before called the Great Phatag, one of the most dangerous and Great Plains in this world located in northern part of Asili continent. It became home for the free roaming wild beasts and deadly creatures since no civilization ever touches it.
After few hours of walking, Joel needs to learn how to survive in this wild grassy plain. The first thing he thought is some stealth skills because he has weak body and zero experience in fighting at the moment. At first, he tries to learn to become invisible but the problem is the enemies roaming around here are experienced hunters that rely to all their senses. So there’s no point to become invisible if they can smell or hear you nearby. Luckily, the abnormal Mischevusa Deer creature before, relies mostly to his sight, great strength and running speed.
“Lucky me, that one relies only to his abnormality that I successfully escape. Why is True God put me there as a starting point? We’ll he might just have a plan like how to survive? ”
So Joel thought for a while, he then arrives to two possible conclusions for stealth which is to hide or blend your presence. Both achieve the same result. But according to his acquired knowledge, the two doesn’t literally mean the same. Because hiding one’s presence is the ability to suppress your scent, the sound, the heat and all other factors that your body emits outside while blending your presence is the ability to adapt and blend to the environments’ natural factors. But before he chooses, he needs to be familiar and experience in magic.
According to his acquired knowledge, magic is to interfere with the natural phenomenon meaning you need to know how the phenomenon starts, behaves and ends. Unlike most beliefs or descriptions about magic is that you only need is imagination or being born to be talented in magic or being one of those supernatural creatures to cast advance spells.
Of course, by imagination and practice you can learn fireball by forming a fire in a round shape inside your mind but the question is how efficient it is, how fast can it form, how much it cost mana, and lastly how effective is your magic or how high is the damage output? So basically magic is like advance science. The only difference is you don’t need to use scientific devices.
Speaking of mana, it is just a medium to cast a magic. To better understand mana, we will make use of modern day device run by electricity as an example. The electricity is mana and the device function or output is magic. Like the water dispenser, electricity is the mana and the hotness or coldness of water is the magic.
Every creature in this world has mana pool inside their body. But most people like the humans have low mana pool making them inefficient in using magic except for some people. The common belief here is that the bigger your mana pool, the greater you are. Prestige, fame, money or authority is granted to them. But this is just a superstitious belief and a product of lack of knowledge. They even made rankings according to your mana pool without measuring the person’s effectiveness in battle, specialty or anything related to magic. I feel bad to people with undiscovered potentials because of their low mana pool. So no matter how big is your mana pool is, if you can’t use it efficiently the result will be always poor or low.
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Currently, Joe has little mana pool close to zero since he came from modern world. How does he have a mana pool where he came from the modern world known for no magic? Well anybody has mana pool as long as you know how to connect to this world’s mana and basically all life forms has some kind of mana pool. It is like energy from food, flowing inside your body. Just that people from Earth don’t recognize or use it because the planet has no mana to begin with.
Then, he concentrates himself by blending his presence to the surroundings. He imagine that he is like a wind. His scent is like a dry grass of this plains, every sound he make is like the rustling of grass or sounds of nearby creature’s activities and his entire body is one with the nature or environment or like a chameleon that can change his colors by its surroundings. He concentrates for few minutes then a window pops up.
Blend Presence [Beginner Level] learned
By blending to the environment you’ve learned a unique stealth skill even veterans cannot locate you or don’t know that you are there.
Creatures/enemies/things have a hard time detecting you especially the low level ones.
He grins and starts using his new skill. Inhaling the air around him, exhaling the carbon dioxide from his body and starts walking forward. He walks slowly but surely as he needs to familiarize using the skill [Blend Presence] as it needs steady concentration. Then, he heard a loud commotion, unexplained noises, sounded like cries of beasts or souls that are being dragged to hell. He move stealthily towards the source of hell like voices.
What he sees is an unexplained bizarre sight. He unconsciously drop his jaw and his body freezes even though there’s no ice and the weather is good and the sun shines so bright. He felt fear, or to be exact one of the greatest fear he experienced for his whole life. He stay on the spot like an unmovable rock or statue for seconds or minutes.
The bizarre sight is where hundreds of goat-like beasts with one sharp horns being toyed, skinned and devoured alive by a 15-meter creature. (Our MC is very afraid at the moment that he can’t explain the situation properly. His brain cells freeze for the moment and cannot process the sight before him).
The creature has four arms; each is holding its prey, a 3-meter prey. It has also two big long horns stretching from its bulldog like head, where five, no six, no he can’t count how many of the bodies of its victim hanging side by side on its horns. Their bodies is currently pierced by the horns and left it there hanging. The scene can't be describe properly. Joel just only stare the scene without blinking because of the horror before him. Fortunately his pants don’t get wet.
Gorilla-like body colored by the blood of its victims with tens of legs of scorpions, centipedes and some are horses with a tail. No it’s not a tail it’s similar to his main body. It’s the miniature version of his original body. The predators (original body plus the mini version) eat their victims playfully, they tear the body or its head directly, and they eat then spit it to the remaining wounded or weakened victims. Sometimes they grab the neck of its prey and use its sharp feet to dug its way towards the victim’s brain and stomp it to the ground. Pieces of meat and blood fly everywhere. Then it laugh afterwards, it’s like a laugh of the devil that can lose the moral of an entire army or legion to the bottom just by hearing this.
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Joel trembles and cannot believe what’s in front of him, is this war? Is this genocide? Or is this a mass murder? Cannot think properly on what’s in front of him. His mind goes blank, staring at the scene before him. Then suddenly he felt something was wrong in his left leg, something was missing. He cannot feel his leg and he suddenly collapse on the ground.
A surging pain registers to his brain that awakes him from the situation. What he found is blood spilling in the ground and his left leg was nowhere to be found. As he slowly realize what has happen. His face started to cramp, tears started to form in his eyes, gritting his teeth, use his hand to cover his mouth and he shouts.
“AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!”
“AAAHHHHH……WHAT THE…..”
“THIS I..S N..OT REAL.....AAAAHHH!”
He shouts while his mouth is covered by his hands to reduce the noise from attracting nearby beasts, and tears starts flowing from his eyes. He is like a kid that lost his favorite toy. He continues rolling in the grass in pain turning the green and brown peaceful grass into a red bloody one.
He realizes that the situation is very critical as it leads to death by blood loss. He started to concentrate to his wounds to close it even though he is trembling and his heart is racing nonstop at the moment. He imagines or instructs his platelets, blood cells responsible for blood loss and clotting, to move fast and increase their numbers.
After a few minutes of pain, the wound is close. Lightly sigh a relief that the situation is under control at the moment. He starts to regenerate his missing left leg while slightly trembling. He know that this one takes time but he needs to do it to remove himself from this situation.
While he concentrates for his leg regeneration, the predator responsible for his dilemma enjoys its victims to the fullest while laughing like a devil. Something like tearing and stomping and any other weird and bone chilling noises can be heard for hours. It adds additional fear and predicament to Joel. What a poor boy.
After few hours, his left leg is completely regenerated and he relaxed his tired modern body and mind to recover some stamina and his calm. He then recalls what happened to his leg while his mind went blank before. One of its victims tries to use [Wind Cutter] but the predator just turns its head towards my direction and then shit happens. He doesn’t know if the predator knows his position as he is 400 meters away from the massacre spot while using [Blend Presence] or it is just a pure coincidence since the predator never come for him. Only that Badass predator and True God knows.
‘I am so pathetic at that moment…..Having no experience to that kind of pain or suffering for the first time is SO VERY PAINFUL!’
‘Luckily my left leg is cut, not my balls.’
Well he just came in the modern world where most of the times are peaceful and safe. He remembers the names of those monsters.
Name: Grand Chimera
Oddity: Badass
Level: 500
Title: Apex Predator Killer
Passive Skills:
-High Vitality [expert level]
-Reinforced Body [master level]
-Advance Regeneration [master level]
-Bottomless Appetite [intermediate level]
-Poisoned Stomach [master level]
-Copy Skill [master level]
-Paralyzing Aura[master level]
-Elemental and Physical Resistance [master level]
-Precision [master level]
Active Skills:
-Double Attack [master level]
-High Jump [master level]
-Induce Fear [master level]
-Acid Spit [master level]
-Summon Minion [master level]
-Flammable gas [master level]
-Flames [master level]
-Ice Cold [master level]
Name: El Chupacabra
Oddity: Normal
Level: 300
Active Skill:
-Wind Cutter [expert level]
-Armored Body [expert level]
So that’s Grand Chimera and El Chupacabra. Even though the El Chupacabras have [Armored Body] and numerical advantage, they are easily eaten and beaten by the Grand Chimera without using all its mastered level skills. They are played and massacred effortlessly and ruthlessly. So that’s the difference between Normal and Badass. Even normal and abnormal dragons will be defeated or gravely injured if it encounters this Badass creature.
After reading those descriptions from window, he felt something from this bottom of his heart started to fire up. It seems he gains determination and courage to face those creatures. It makes him excited.
‘I really need to experience hell first to become strong’
‘Know my strengths and improve them’
‘Know my weaknesses and overcome them’
‘”The saying about NO PAIN NO GAIN is really true”
And then he started his HELL EXPERIENCE journey or training or whatever you call that one. As he set off to find a shelter and some food because he is so hungry at the moment. He then found an ostrich creature walking calmly 100 meters from him.
As he grin towards his prey.
‘First things first’
----------------------------------------------------------------------Author's Note:
-Feel free to give feedback especially about my writing style. Please tell me if it’s painful to read.
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