《My Isekai》Chapter 3 - The cliff of despair
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I wide path cut across the forest going directly north-south. Wide enough for a cart and more to spare. The ground is soft and covered in grass, but large vegetation has stayed clear. It looks more like an animal trail than a road, but it is just too big. Whatever created this path must have been as big as the dragons I saw at the start of my journey, but considering the way the vegetation has naturally shaped into a path, it will have to be a heavily frequented route. While thinking, my alert kicks off so hard it skips with a level increasing ping.
From the top of the nearest tree I watch a large not so friendly looking bi-pedal creature walk down the patch. As I am about to use analyze to figure out what the creature is a couple of forest rats suicidally charge the large creature. A couple of slaps knocked them out and each one bone crunchingly devoured raw by the creature. Definitely not the cultured bi-pedal I was looking for. The daft forest rats must be the bread and butter for these larger monsters.
Too soon he is out of sight to utilize analyze to give a name to the creature. I assume it was a he, no woman of any race could be that ugly. Peaceful bi-pedal are unlikely to be neighbors with such a creature. The path I had first thought to be a road is in fact a monster trail. As I am about to get down from the tree and far off from the path, my alert goes off again. Another creature is coming down the path. This one looks like a huge bear, just more mean looking. A bit like Winnie the Poo's evil uncle.
I end up staying in the tree for most of the day holding my breath not to be spotted by the many large beasts walking past. Eventually I get down and run for the coast. I continue southwest along the coast for another day to get far away from the monster trail. It has been more than half a month and I am no closer to finding a friendly harbour. I still rank below the caveman and his advanced stone tools. I still haven't managed to create fire despite my modern knowledge, and I am getting really fed up with my vegan diet. I crave something more filling like meat or even an omelette.
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Without fire, omelettes are a no go. Without tools, preparing meat will be difficult at best. Close to impossible for me. I continue my pity party sitting amongst some rocks by the coast. As I look at the ground, I notice a wax like appearance on some of the rocks. Isn't that flint? Analyze confirms it. In an instant my mood changes 180 degrees.
With flint I can solve both my problems. I strike a flint stone against my iron ore. Sparks fly and fire has been made. I bring out some of my oddly shaped stones and part of an antler I picked up on my walk, and start experimenting on the flint. Sure enough, the flint breaks and chips into smaller pieces. I continue until nighttime.
The next morning I start gathering as many flint rocks as I can find and quickly double my stored stones. While continuing to work on my flint knapping skills, I charcoal the end of on of my stronger sticks and scrape charcoal down to form the tip of the most primitive of spears. My first weapon! The following morning I find some eggs and cook them on a hot stone, and I have my first omelette. Life has become a lot more bearable, though I am still a level 1 nobody lost in the wilderness all alone.
Realizing the need for a goal, I decide to follow the next stream inland. Though I am still looking for a friendly civilization, I am now also resolved to find a place to call home, even if it is just for me. As I approach the forest, I leave the coast behind me for the last time. Just as I enter the forest, a forest rat is waiting for me. Did it see me earlier among the rocks? Did all the forest animals stay away from the rocky coastline? I never got attacked by animals while gathering stones. Did I make the right decision going into the forest? Why is my alert only now going off?
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The rat charges at me like all its predecessors. I bring out my crude spear just in time to skewer it. It dies instantly. That was easy. Looks like I got some new skills as well. Maybe alert adjust based on the risk I am being exposed to. Looking at my menu, I notice that all my stats have gone up a bit. It doesn't really show in the descriptions, but the numbers are all up. Some more than others. It also says I am a now Level 2!
Considering the hard life I have been living for the last couple of weeks, I had completely forgotten this game like aspect of my new life. With my spear I have also gained my first combat skill. Need to work on this one. I continue my walk up the stream. A bit of risk might be worth it if I can level up and improve myself.
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A Demon's Tail
He was born in a dark place, in a world where souls were traded like coins and a person's life wouldn't amount to much. A world where a single misspoken promise could rip you to shreds. On top of everything, his only soul was acting up and mocking him! It couldn't get much worse in his opinion... ——————————————————————————————— Reading Order of the Multiverse-Books ——————————————————————————————— Author's Comment: I was asked about reading my work on other sites. The answer is simple: Currently, I am not active in any other networks than royalroadl.com. Only here, I correct mistakes and errors. If you read it anywhere else and have to pay for it or have to deal with an annoying amount of advertisement, You Are Being Betrayed. You would do good if you make other people in that network aware of it. This is a free project of mine for the purpose of having fun. And if people try to make money with it you shouldn't bother visiting their website. The only one whom I actually allowed to have my work on his website is Armaell who invested the time to compile them into pdf. (http://armaell-library.net/author/andur)
8 553Damien Nightshade The Villainous Vampire
Vampires are creatures of the night that fulfil their desires from dusk till dawn. Inhabiting the dark caves of the Kazimir mountains, the other races mostly disregard the unintelligent bloodthirsty creatures. Damien Nightshade, third in line to the vampire throne, a descendant of an S rank existence, is ostracized by his siblings and forced to leave the comfort of the caves. How will this germaphobic, lazy, bloodthirsty vampire fit within the human realm? This is Damien's dilemma as he finds himself transmigrated as a vampire inside a familiar room, one belonging to a Villain in the popular VR game "Throne and Awakening". Damien considers himself a veteran of the game; he knew the game's storyline better than anyone with five years of experience and thousands of hours. Yet the internet wouldn't agree with him. A true veteran must complete the game as the character "Damien Nightshade", the vampire prince hated by all living existences. After five failed attempts, Damien still has never completed the storyline while playing this character. Will Damien be able to survive this time with knowledge of future events? But he will have to adapt quickly as the world's rules have changed, as it becomes more than just a simple game. But first, maybe he should deal with his maid, who silently plots his murder while he sleeps. Read chapters ahead on Patreon This tale is set in a magical world with a heavy emphasises on Kingdom Building, Twisted Nobles, and Gruelling Politics with sprinkles of Magic, Mystery, and the occasional Action Scene. Throne and Awakening is a world packed with danger around every corner, join Damien as he attempts to navigate this terrifying world with knowledge he should not possess and atypical powers that have no business belonging to a Vampire.
8 471Flatlander
A sell-sword struggles to find meaning in a world filled with pain, violence, and loss. Noble Houses rule from Hoverstones that loom over the Flatlands and the Highlands; they act in their own interests, playing politics and more. Tribesmen roam free, a true terror to all they prey upon. Elves scour the lands for objects of great power. And there are rumors of dragons, reemerging at the beckon call of new masters.... Written in a style similar to Game of Thrones, though different and unique, Flatlander is a serial novel filled with uncertainty, peril, and, for the bold, fortune. Enjoy!
8 167Quantum Rip: Welcome to Ethos
A special day has come, a day that Earth has awaited for oh so long. The day where they are finally going to try and run the reactor. This had been long-awaited and everyone dropped off their kids with a hint of dread. Hoping that nothing would go wrong, we know it did. Since else there would not be a story. I won't go into too much detail, but only simply explain what happened. Due to some malfunctioning and incorrect assumptions, the reactor overproduced energy. Something which should have been impossible according to all the known knowledge of a really advanced Earth. I mean, they have even started colonizing planets. Have done countless simulations and even built test stations in space. Yet now, something had gone when they did the same on earth. Bizarre, right? This malfunctioning and imploding of the reactor caused a massive explosion due to the instability of space itself. This is also what allowed the story to exist, as our main characters were all transported. The method is not known, nor why they survived. We can say it is for the story, for now... They all now find themselves on Ethos, eating a mouthful of dirt as they struggled for breath. Some find their situation horrible, others find it relaxing and peaceful. Some see death, others see life. Despair and hope, madness and sanity on an edge. What has fate given you? Welcome to Ethos, a planet of magic.Welcome to Ethos, a planet orbiting an exotic star.Ethos wishes you luck in surviving. Maybe, just maybe... You can someday go back, or not. -----------------Release rate: 3 chapters(1200-1400 words) a week.
8 82A Love Like This.... ✔
Completed.----------"Why is Parth calling you CEO?" He asked suddenly."Because I am one." I said proudly."But I don't know, I mean your company... maybe something small you do." Roy shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck. "Your mother knows me, Mr. Singhania." I smiled. "As well as your father. Well, we even danced at the ball three months back."Yes, I can play this game. "I see, I'm Roy." Roy held out his hand for me."Ashna Kapoor." I shook his waiting hand and that old dying flame was ignited by that mere touch. ________________Love,Loren.
8 378Bottom Wilbur Soot Extras
Extras for my other book.This will be where I post a/ns and ideas.
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