《A Reincarnated Demon’s Life of Wonder》[Arc 1] Prologue: Beginning in the Dark
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Uuuuhhh... where am I?
It's pitch black... and my body feels weird... ah!
The reincarnation! Did it work? And why can't I see...
Now I get it. It's too dark to see anything at all. Go figure. I can faintly see the outline of some rocks, but...I can't say things are looking bright for me.
Then again, it may have been worse if I didn't choose that [Nightvision] skill. Good thinking of me there.
*Thunk*
Giyyaaa! My feet touched something! Oh wait, it's just a book..., what's a book doing here?
Despite the book being covered in darkness like everything else in here, I could still see it. It's made out of black leather, and there's a purple "K" on its front page. It's the same size as a notebook. It looks kinda strange, for a reason I can't explain very well. Maybe it's my gut telling me this.
While I tried to figure out what this book was doing here, my field of vision was gradually becoming better. Is the skill working better now? Thinking about it, there was something about an "Lv.1" on the skills I chose. What was that for?
*Clack*
Whoa-!? The book opened all on its own! It turned its pages with an incredible speed before revealing a blank page..., or not. Letters are gradually being formed on the page. And despite my lack of good lighting and sight-related skills, I could still see what was written there.
Skills of the Terra Sol World System have their skill levels, separate from their users' racial levels. The higher the skill level, the more power the skill has to offer its user.
...did the book just answer my question? ...but it didn't react from my thoughts just now. Do I need to think louder or something?
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It was then I tried to voice my question instead, but I couldn't get a sound out. More like, I've forgotten to take a look at my body this whole time.........oh, boy.
My body is made up of one round-ish trunk and four legs that end in four-fingered claws. My mouth has lots of sharp teeth in them, and I got a damn long tongue that could probably make me an honorary member of the frog club. I'm not sure if I wanna see my face...
Is this a Grey Demon? This four-legged, spider-counterfeit-looking thing? I want my money back! I didn't pay anything though...
Then I noticed that the book had switched pages again. This time it's showing a picture of..., of something that looks like a grey (yes, I can even see the colors despite being in the dark) creature with four legs, an ugly body, a mouth that looks like a lamprey's, and black, coal-like eyes that don't seem fit for a proper living being. Don't tell me...
Name: Grey Demon Rank: G- Genus: Demon (Color Demon) Element: --- Description:
One of the seven Color Demons and the demon who represents the Sin of Sloth.
The Grey Demon has low physical- and magical strength, but it is gifted with status ailments and dexterity.
It has a spider-like shape as if to demonstrate that, yet some monster researchers believe it is due to a spider could be a representative of sloth due to how many spiders make webs instead of actively hunting for prey. It is a theory with many supporters for and against it.
Yup! It's the page for the Grey Demon! What's wrong with this stupid book?! Don't twist the knife in my wound!
Grr..., I should have gone for the zombie. Even that's better than this..., I think.
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Feeling agitated over this stupid book, I decided to leave it behind. Not that I could carry it. I'm quadruped with this body. Therefore, adios, stupid book!
...but it did bring up any type of info...
Against my own will, I tried to grab the book and take it with me. I failed. And tripped. Then I found out that the Grey Demon's tongue could be used as a fifth limb. Quite handy. Or perhaps "tonguey".
I tried to look for a way out only to discover that this place was some sorta cave. A dead-end inside a cave, to be exact. Why am I even here? I left with the book in tow (not in tongue) and saw...what in the other world?
The place looks like an underground lake. I can't see the end of it, but there's a faint, blue light on the other side of it. Feeling anxious for a reason, I tried to work that [Lurk] skill-thingy by shouting "LURK! LURK! LURK!" repeatedly inside my head. I just need to stay hidden...*shivers*-!!
What was that!? It felt like the whole North Pole went down my spine! I hid behind one of the rocks closer to the walls away from the lake. And just in time too. Because the chill-bringers arrived right after.
A bunch of black ghosts came out of a hole in the wall! And don't look at me, because that's the best way I can describe them! They're wearing tattered, black robes over their spiny bodies, with the only parts of their bodies being revealed are their skinny, dried-out hands. They're practically shaking my soul just with their appearance. I'd even bet that they'd have the souls of little children for dinner if they could.
The good part about them is that they haven't noticed me. Because their attention is 100% on the lake.
And vice-versa! A huge sea serpent..., lake serpent, big enough to bite a truck in two, just emerged from the lake and started to fight the black ghosts!
The ghosts tried to body-tackle the lake-serpent, but before they could reach it, the serpent shot a torrent of water out its mouth and flushed away from the ghosts! Is that from some skill..., and the ghosts disintegrated when they touched that water!
I'm not sure if the ghosts are dry-cleaning only or not, but I'm not staying here! The hole that the ghosts came from is spook-free, and the lake serpents are too distracted by the survivors that are trying to reach the opposite side of the lake.
Time to skedaddle! RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!
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