《Anaraknakrium: The Cursid》Ch.1 Awakening
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Anaraknakrium
The cursid By: Zekean
I don’t remember a lot but glimpses of images and voices that are unclear but seem important, that last vivid memory I can recall is a voice speaking to me about a curse and saying their sorry. After that everything just went black, when my consciousness returned there was only a feeling or an instinct mostly that hounded and resonated at the back of my mind. The hunger, unreachable and unbearable hunger that almost drove me to a point of insanity.
After an untold amount of time I was able to gather my bearings and fight back the urge to feed. Beginning to clear up my mind and figure out my situation. Slowly I started to sense my surroundings, and myself the first thing I noticed is I am inside an egg, how i know this you ask? simple really I am surrounded on all sides and bathing in a thick glowing liquid that grants me slight visibility of my cramped temporary home.
After playing around inside my little abode I noticed a few things about myself, one I remember being human, and two I am very far from what I once was quite a shocker but hey I should have guessed by being in an egg. Now a few details of what I can explain is I have eight legs, well over six pairs of eyes with a narrow cephalothorax and abdomen yep you guys guessed it I am the terror of all, nightmare to children and embodiment of screams yep a fucking spider of all things.
(sigh)
Now I am depressed seriously though of all things I just had to be born as a spider, now don’t get me wrong I don’t fear them(myself) or anything like that, they do have great advantages with amazing abilities being an apex predator and all. But they still have dangers lurking about and disadvantages as far as memory serves everyone hates them, including the difficulties of everyone wanting to squish you, Ah no point in moping around on things you can't change, the bright side I can scare the living daylights out of everybody(Muahahah), but those things set aside I think it’s about time I step out into the big bright deadly world.
As I push against the egg I can start to feel it cave and crack, slowly push by push I burst forth and am overwhelmed by my new senses and the world around me, well better to say dark damp cavern. As I look around and get a better visual of the cavern a few things strike me as odd, for starters everything is fucking glowing like I was on an acid trip doused in pcp then stomped on by a unicorn, at first I had to attempt to shield my many eyes in fear of going blind but luckily after a few moments they adapted and I got my sight back(phew thought I was going to be crippled), now back on subject other than that everything was exactly like a cavern should be water dripping from the ceiling, a bunch of creepy crawlers and floating little balls of light with faces, yep everything is right on track. Hold up what in heaven’s name are those immediately after noticing them I freaked out hard core and tried to cope with it, but nothing in my broken and blurry memory could explain them, at first I backed up as far away as possible and just stared at them and kept on staring but all of a sudden.
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[ Due to intense observation you have learned the ability (Observe) ]
{Observe}
[ability]
This ability allows the user to learn information on target through observation however information shown depends on user's strength and mana.
(Cavern wisp) Level: 4
Hp(25)
Mp(60)
Normal ranked monster in the specter family. Most commonly found in dark mana dense caverns and caves. Higher user and ability level needed for more information.
…….(Pshhh)
Ok I am back for a moment my brain just went caput, now back to reality what in the hell, a skill, hp, mp, and mana dense then that means I am no longer on earth but in a fucking fantasy world with magic. Ah great now I am fucked not only do I have to worry about the boot but also magic throwing crazies, zzzz.
yep I am screwed two ways to Sunday.
After mentally calming myself down and getting my bearing back in operation I decided to keep a fair distance while I keep observing the surroundings after I finished with that I decide to try something completely outrageous. That came from a quick flash of memory from my past about certain stories and games.(Status Open)
Status
Name:__?__
Race: Anarak (Ancient)
Level: 1 (Exp: (0/100)
Titles: Forsaken, Only a Thought, Anomaly
Durability: 800
Mp: 0
Strength: 85
Agility: 52
Intelligence: 139
Wisdom: 28
Endurance: 0
Dexterity: 71
Racial Density: 375
At first I wasn’t sure what to make of it originally I thought hp meant life force in most cases like the wisps and other life forms, but in my case I have durability what the hell does that mean, and what is up with my race I thought I was just some common cavern spider. Let's see if I can bring up more information for starters.
[Race]
The Anarak is a race of ancient spiders never to be created and was but a thought to the gods, it was decided they would bring too much chaos and destruction in their wake so they were tossed aside.
The Anarak is the embodiment of hunger and chaos controlled by an insatiable Hunger, where they are to walk the world of Leis devouring and destroying everything in their way to bring the apocalypse to this forsaken world.
Okay then that explains the title and my hunger but I’m not controlled by it maybe it is due to being an anomaly eh whatever next.
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[Durability]
Commonly used to tell the user their equipment and item’s durability to assist in repairs and maintenance, however in some rare cases certain races use durability as a replacement for hp aka the user’s life force, most common Examples would be the clockworks and automatons. Mostly non-organic life forms but due to being part of the Anarak an ancient(race) never to exist. This trait has been granted.
Wow that is a lot to get around so what am I some bio weapon or something but aren't i flesh and blood, (Never mind), Okay back on track now that i think about it never really bothered to look at myself(before). Now than let’s see, still eight legs but there diffrent then what i recall they are very dense and sharp looking almost like harpoons, looking at my body it’s the same as my legs a black glossy metallic look to it, hmm but i can still feel my blood(goo) and muscles so I am still organic but I guess I have more of a uh metallic outer carapace instead of tissue i’m guessing interesting.
Last but not least(this [trait or skill?] makes no sense to me whatsoever]
[Racial Density]
Being of the only race to have this trait in existence not much is known but that the user is able to increase their density by ingesting matter and magic, through this act the user can be the size of an ant but weigh the same as a mountain, more information will be updated over time.
Holy crap isn’t this really op I mean think about it I could crush cites, cause earthquakes and tsunamis’ if i devour more and more mass. Now that I am done looking at my stats and information back to reality. (Hmmmmmm) I can feel my hunger nagging me so time to get some grub so, what is on tonight’s menu. cavern wisp slushy urg almost lost my appetite(Hah), still that just sounded gross but i guess that's the only thing really around as I slowly approach the unaware wisp? I can feel my hunger gnawing at me waiting in anticipation for its first meal.
As I approach the wisp the more my hunger grows, forcing my mind into a spiral of a savage beast. My body’s instincts take over bringing in all eight legs and compressing them to my main body, as they compress I feel them forming into a fine pointed tip at the front of my body giving it a spear head shape with two of my fore legs holding up my front aiming the tip at the wisp like a sniper lining up a kill shot. As if on cue two of my back legs rocket towards the ground at insane speeds, impacting the ground like a hammer I launch myself at lightning speeds with great precision, and within a moment I pierce right through its ghostly body straight to the defenseless core killing it instantly.passing through unhindered at frightening speeds i fear crashing into the fast approaching wall but contradictory to my thoughts my legs bend backwards making a circular disk shape, stopping my acceleration dead in it's tracks like a parachute.
As I get my motor function back under my control I approach the wisps core and began devouring it as i savored the flavor of mouth watering cotton candy, after a heavenly moment I start to get drowsy and approach where my egg was and find a small crevice, after I crawl inside I start to doze off calling a close to my first day of life on a strange new magical world.
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