《Different World with Save and Load: A Horror Story》Chapter 4 Meat
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I woke up. When I open my eyes I saw sky, a light blue sky, with clouds lazily drifting towards destinations unknown. I could smell the fresh mourning air. It energized me. Such clean air, I was never much for hiking or going to the countryside but I could now understand a little of why people spend so much time on those sorts of hobbies. When I focused my eyes the green trees came into view, tall and sturdy. Leaves the shape of rhombuses, I don’t think I ever saw trees such as those before. Then a voice, a mechanical voice, an unfeeling voice broke me out of my contemplation.
New lifeform detected, initializing entry protocol…
Error, entry protocol failed, insufficient soul capacity…
Attempting to initialize secondary entry protocol…
Critical error, secondary entry protocol failed, insufficient soul capacity…
Calculating…
Initializing error correction protocol…
Then I felt pain, like someone is trying to split my brain in twain. It pulsed just under my skin, first to the left, then to right, and then across going from my right eye to the left backside of my skull. It kept going for probably a minute or two but felt like this is all I ever felt in my life. Then it stopped.
Error correction protocol successful…
Attempting to initialize basic connection…
Attempt successful.
Lifeform classified as inorganic, name set as Leaf.
Loading physics data…
01010111 01100101 01101001 01100111 01101000 01110100 00111010 00100000 00110001 00101110 00110111 00100000 01100111 01110010 01100001 01101101 01110011 00001101 00001010 01000011 01101111 01101100 01101111 01110010 00111010 00100000 01000111 01110010 01100101 01100101 01101110 00001101 00001010 01100110 01111000 01111000 00111010 00100000 00110010 00110111 00110110
Loading complete.
Imprinting data…
Never mind, the previous time all I felt was pain. Now it felt like I was being branded all over my body with a hot iron. I felt my soul, if I could even feel that, sizzling.
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Imprinting successful, basic connection established.
Entry into fairy database confirmed…
Resuming background operation.
The voice stopped. I’m pretty sure I almost pissed myself. Luckily I lost most of the water to sweat from the first “error correction”. Goddamn it, why did I pick that door. Now I’m drenched and I can feel the cool breeze attempting to invade my bones. I wish someone would save me, fat chance of that happening though.
Command accepted, saving world state…
Save complete.
Okay am I going crazy or did I just hear another voice. I sit up and swivel my head. I see nothing but trees around me. I seem to be in a small clearing in this forest.
*achoo*
Fuck, I need warmth. I’m not going to die from a fucking cold in the middle of a random forest after coming back from the dead. I get my drenched and quickly cooling body off the grassy dirt. Shivering I look around. I need a fire, for that I need branches. I take my first step towards the shadowy forest.
*growl*
God I fucking hate dogs.
Slowly I turn around and what greets me is not a dog in any sense of the word. Its fur gristles with mourning dew, the teeth reflect the mourning light as blood drips from them. It’s a huge creature, at least as big as a horse. It’s standing over a dead something, looking like a bear sized deer. I guess I got used to the blood smell while I met god. There is no overwhelming smell of piss and rot here so I guess the pain I felt covered up this beasts kill.
The wolf eyes me, almost considering. It smacks its lips, or teeth I guess, a few times. Then it walks around its kill towards me. I guess I know the decision it came too. I see it tense its legs. I reach for my sidearm, steadily. Like I am trying to take out identification for a cop from my side pocket.
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Once I reach the gun I whip it out and fire blindly in the direction of the flying wolf.
It seems I hit it since it veers off slightly, hitting my left arm instead of my throat. It bites down.
“ARRRGGGGGGGG…..”
I can hear my bones being crushed from the inside of my body. This is almost as bad as that fucking “error correction”. Fuck me. I need to re…
The wolf flexes its jaws, like it’s sawing though my arm, interrupting my thoughts.
“FUCKING MUTT” I scream as snot and tears run down my face. We are lying down on the floor of the forest now. The beasts paw on my chest. Pressing me down, trying to rip my arm off me.
I try to think again.
… load my gun. Fucking dog…
Command accepted, loading world state…
Load complete.
I look up, I see sky, a light blue sky.
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