《Post-Living》Chapter 2: Show Off!
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17 years later, after being transported into this place..
I haven't done anything productive at all. There are no games, nor technology in this place. To make it worse, Miz didn't get transported at the same place as I currently reside in. *Sigh* Atleast give me someone who I can talk to properly. Preferably Miz. I also found the pendant that she gave me somewhere in our house. Gaia probably sent it us a gift.
I kinda want to go back in my old world now, I thought this -Kill the demon king!- trope would be exciting. All the games that I've played depicts that, sadly, I'm still stuck in this village.
17 years ago, I was (reborned?) into this world. Growing up, I did talk to my (other?) parents for about 3 times a day. Good thing the language is still the same as my old world, or maybe my words are getting translated by some spell Gaia put.
I don't exactly know how to act, my parents were on vacation for about a millenium in my old world. The only one that interacts with me is my brother, Vor. Ironically, his name means 'The Goddess of Wisdom' and 'The Careful one' in Norse. I could assure you, he isn't careful, nor smart. He's just really annoying. I would go into the forest and hunt something to eat, then he would follow me and ask me when did I learn all of those.
Look, 10700 years. I can't just keep playing games, so I tried to do what the characters in the game would do. Like learn Martial Arts, train, learn other skills, train, then learn again and do the same thing all over again. That went on for 2000 years, and I don't even remember all of those now, I just move on my own accord. In those years, I kinda ran off after learning those survival skills in the internet, so I know how to make good use of my catches. Now that I think about it, I miss the internet. I would stay up for years just watching videos on a streaming site.
My brain keeps flying off when I try to remember all the shit I've been doing for all those years. I went hunting and, again, Vor followed me. Irritated, I said..
Nyx: "Hey, Vor?"
Vor: "Yeah?"
"Go away."
"What? Why?"
"Seriously, it's been an hour and you keep saying the same shit all over again."
"Beecaaausseee I want to know how!"
"Then read some books and shit, we have a library on the village."
"Yeah, but, you can't learn stuff by reading it!"
"Yes, you can. You just need patience."
"Seriously, it's been 5 years, I've read all the books in the library about fighting and hunting, but none of them describes yours! Teach mE!"
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"No. Haven't you learned something from watching me?"
"Uhh, no, I was always thinking on how to convince you to teach me. Which if you do, I'll give you all my food that I gathered this week!"
"You don't even hunt, nor grow your own food."
"Of course I don't! That's why I just -legally and with consent- take them from people -who knows about my actions and therefore gave me consent-!"
This kid..!
"Ok, fine, I'll help you. Just help me with something."
"Help you with what?"
"Help me pack my stuff, I'll leave next year."
"wOA, where're you going?"
"Some destiny shit. (Also to find a way to finally die. you're just fueling my desire.)"
"Riiight. (Weirdo.)"
"Ok, let's start next week."
"What, why not tomorrow?"
"It takes mental preparation knowing that I'd have to teach you my stuff for a year."
I know, I said I can't feel any emotions. But, he.. in some way, just looking at him makes me mad.
One hellish year. Actual hell. I taught him the basics of, basically just punching, and he keeps failing. God, it took him a month to actually hit what he's punching. It's a miracle, he can now do kicking and punching. His body is actually really flexible, but he hits like a girl. I kinda know why my parents here named him Vor (Oblivious of his own name..)
A year later, he now knows how to dodge, kick, punch and all that stuff. I just improvised, I didn't remember all the moves in that book I ordered in the internet in my old world. But I did remember that one book where you're fighting while dancing.. Capoeira, was it? I just kinda showed him how to do it and he'd learn really fast. It's like he's built for it. But now, it's been a year, and in this world, I'm technically 18 (107001) years old. And, finally, I can leave this place.
Fuck yeah. I'm finally leaving. It's crazy how I endured it all these years. All I did was sleep, hunt animals when I'm hungry, eat, create some weapon I got from cutting all those trees in the forest, and commit suicide, in secret. Now all I have to do is talk to my parents in this world, and I'm going to go kill the king so I could finally get that sweet sleep.
Nyx: "Mother, Father, I called you here to discuss something that I've been wanting for years."
Nyx's Dad: "You want to get out of here and explore the world?"
"Uhh, yeah. How'd you know?"
"Son, almost everyone here that turns 18 leaves and be an adventurer or something. It's like a tradition now."
Nyx's Mom: "I also heard Vor discussing that in his room... by himself.."
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"So will you let me go, erm, will you let me explore the world and see the beauty of it with my very own eyes. *Sparkles (in sarcasm)*"
Dad: "If that's what you want, son. But, I have 2 conditions."
"What is it?"
"Take Vor with you, please, just take him. He just keeps stealing our neighbors' food."
Mom: "Yeah, and also visit us often, ok? I get very lonely without my 2 energetic sons."
(Actually, just Vor.)
Dad: "Yeah, visit us and your sister."
"Sister?"
Mom: "Yep, I'm pregnant. Don't worry, I can take care of myself, and your sister. Your dad is also here, not like that changes anything. Now go pack your things, and tell your brother as well."
Vor: "HaHaGHAhaAHA! I heard everything! Yaaaaaay, I'll be joining you, Nyx! Looks like you'll have to teach me everything you know while you're travelling!"
God, save me.
We left in the morning, my dad was smiling while my mom cried. Looks like I have to visit them, now I have to deal with this thing here, my brother.
Vor: "Hey Nyx! Hey! HeY! aRe there more moves you can teach me? I like the dancing while fighting style, it works well on me. Hey, NYX! NYX!"
"Shhh, shut up, I can't hear anything except your ramblings."
"Oh look, Nyx, people!"
There were 5 people riding in horses. They look like travellers, rich travellers. Then, they charged their horses and pulled their swords.
"Vor, hide."
"What?"
"HIDE. NOW."
Vor ran off somewhere, he went.. straight. Dumbass. Now, let me try something..
Nyx: "Hey, what do you want! Let's just talk peacefu-
The sword pierced through my chest and I was riding with them, technically, on a sword. They stopped and looked at my bag..
Bandit (1): "Ok, what did you do that for? We were supposed to scare them off!"
Bandit (2): "Hey, man, we did scare one off. This guy didn't so I just resolved it in the easiest way possible!"
Boss: "God, just take his bag. He's already dead."
(3 and 4): "Yes, sir!"
Nyx: "I knew it, those talk options never work in battles on games."
"Holy shit, he's still alive..!"
"Just kill him already, end his pain or something."
Nyx: "God, I already did pierce myself on the chest though, didn't work."
"Come on, kill him! Burn him or something!"
Nyx: "Oooh, burning, haven't tried that before. Let's see if it works.."
"You all know magic, burn him!"
"Volída! (x4)"
Nyx: "Aw, it didn't work. Tell me, are there any other spells that can hurt me? You see, I can't feel pai-"
"VolíDA! VolíDA! VolíDA! VolíDA! VolíDA!"
"What the actual FUCK! HE'S NOT DYING!"
"CAST ANOTHER SPELL OR SOMETHING!"
"I'M ALL OUT OF MANA!"
"SAME HERE!"
*Sigh* And just like a character in a video game, I can't die. Unless it's Permadeath.
Nyx: "Are you guys done? You're all disappointing. Look, let's bargain, if you have any spells left, use it on me. C'mon, Just try if it works!"
"we.. uhh... we don't have any mana left."
Nyx: "Oh that's very disappointing. You all attacked me first, and you guys look rich. Technically, this is self defense, right?"
Still burning, I picked up a rock and and bashed their heads. Crap, I need to find a water source, I don't think I can put out this fire by myself. Also, Vor will see me, he'd question me non-stop aga-..
Vor: "NYX! YOU'RE BURNING!"
God damn it.
Nyx: "Yeah, I fucking noticed."
We went back and tried to find a water source, but the only one near was in the middle of a forest, so I just went to the middle. (And burned all of the trees in the process.)
Vor: "Ho-how, wha-what, how the hell are you still alive?!"
Trust me, I know.
Nyx: "I have a really strong body. Come on, the city is quite far. Before you asked, I'm not dead yet because I have fire-resistant clothes that just makes me look like I'm burning, but I'm not inside. It's really handy..
(The only, (and the most retarded) excuse I could come up with. God, I hope he buys this. I won't tell him I'm immortal, I'm afraid he'd think he's immortal as well and set himself up on fire.)
"Wait, So what happened to the ones that burned you?"
"Dead."
"And why were they robbing in the day, though?"
"The (Demon) king's army destroys villages so they just loot those for items and resources."
Wait, I should say it was the Demon king's army. Nah, it's not like that'll haunt me later. Well, I guess it's time to go now.
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Bandit: "Leader! 5 of our men is dead! Their heads are.... deformed. They look like they've been bashed by rocks. The forest was also in fire, must've been because of them. They're main spell is fire, after all, and the one that attacked them is still not seen. Logically, he's dead. The only way out is the forest, and the forest is on.. fire right now. Either that, or he's immune to fire (lol)."
???: "Are there any clues on what this guy looks like?"
Bandit: "No. But we did find this pendant on the way."
???: ....
Bandit: "Leader?"
???: "He's here. He's actually here... I've been waiting! NYX!"
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