《Gary the Mimic》Ch.3 Fishing
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I wake up in a void again, all senses gone.
"No d-did I die but, but but I wanted to try more food and my life only just started."
"No you did not."
I hear a voice I can recognize but at the same time I don't. At the same time a strange blob thing appeared. Is it talking to me?
"Then where am I and why can't I feel anything?"
"You are in a dream but don't just pass this off. The reason I came is because I sense a kinship with you."
"Then who are you?"
"I don't fully know that myself but I think actions you take may also affect me so do your best to stay alive."
"Um o-okay?"
It feels weird to have someone worried about me and to think it's something that's making me want jello. After a while of sitting in awkward silence with nothing else to talk about the time to wake up came.
Ah sweet sweet feeling again I may have been without it for a short time but I missed you so much. Now let's get to work for my next meal. I use trance and set parameters and wait but nothing gets caught.
[Mana depleted]
"Oh my mana ran out out"
After my mana regened I cast it out again this process repeated for a long while.
[Mana depleted]...
[Mana depleted]...
[Mana depleted]...
How much longer? I've been sitting here for hours. Well I can't keep track of time… at least not very well and I don't care too much. *sigh* At least I'm not hungry yet. Check digest.
[{Digest}
(Iron tail centipede)
(87% digested)
(very full)]
Do I not need that much to eat or was the centipede that big? Either way I might as well keep using trance. More time passes by so I increase the range by a meter wanting to find food. A little while after the increase, on my third cast I catch something.
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"Finally some food. How long has it been?"
I hope it's something tasty and not pure iron.
The string moves slowly and it begins to bunch up a little as if pushing through a thicker liquid. That's not normal but after a few seconds I feel a small connection. Time for a meal. Oh this tastes different and it has a texture I thought I couldn't feel inside my mouth. But it tastes like shrimp and the texture is like jello. Wait, I'm getting a bit metallic taste.
[{Digest}
(Iron tail centipede, slime, Baby metal tail centipede)
(98% digested, 1%, 0%)
(stuffed : max)]
[{Food bio}
(Metal tail centipede : With its metal cought still forming it is very weak and can be considered defenseless but depending on what it eats its form will change from poisonous to extremely durable along with many different benefits in many varieties.)
(Slime : one of the first of its kind, it is being judged to see if it is worth keeping. This makes it a more new creature. It has a more unique way of multiplying in which it energies from a crystal. Not much is known about it even to the system. You also feel a strange connection to it.)]
Well now I do and all I can recall is that dream.
[Exp awarded(5), gluttony (very rare : metal forming shell), title (beginners luck : lady luck your first attempts)]
"Due to skill digest the new skill will not be awarded until the creature is fully digested."
Huh? That doesn't seem good. But I did get a skill so I guess it's alright. Hmm, I also got another title. Well, I should check status. It has been a while.
[
{Stats}
(6/6)
(3)
(3/10 : 1per min)
(1)
(3)
(1)
(8)
(7)
{Skill pas}
]
{Skill act}
]
]
"Why are skills that involve eating more common?"
"Due to skills that match what you like and actions you take will be more common to help growth along with what you desire."
Ay I have a feeling they're judging me but then again really care I don't care… much. Either way my mind feels tired and I don't have many ways of keeping track of time so I declare it is night, so I decide to sleep now.
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