《Reincarnated as a Pillbug monster》Chapter I: Hatching
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Name: none
Race: World Isopoda
Status: normal
Attribute: none
LV: 1/~
EXP: 9
Hp:5/5
Mp: 1/1
Attack: 1
Defense: 3
Magic: 1
Agility: 10
Luck: 0
Race Skills:
[Shell:LV~]
[Status Check:LV1]
Resistance Skills:
[none]
Normal Skills:
[Roll:LV1]
Title:
[none]
When I woke up, everything around me was dark, with only some words appearing in front of me, or should I say inside my head ?
I don't know, this feeling is hard to explain...
Currently, I'm squeezed inside something and can't get out. I dont know what it is but it looks solid.
How did I even end up in this situation?
Last thing I remember was going to a bus stop from a awful party and then somehow, I ended up inside some white space...
Did I die ?
That could be it, but then how am I okay now?
Ok, think, think...
Let's start with those words inside my head...
This is that... right ? Status window.
I played enough games to recognise that at first glance.
Nice, is there anyone that wants to trade place with me ? No ? Well of course not...
Just looking at my status is making me feel like I want to jump out of my skin.
If I even have skin to begin with...
My race is no longer that of a human but something called "World Isopoda"
What the heck is that even ?
Race skill says [Shell:LV~] so this race probably have shell and I could probably roll around with that [Roll:LV1] skill.
For some reason, I have some sort of feeling that I could roll really quite fast with ease...
Is this the effect of a skill ?
Probably it is.
My status is quite poor. I want to burst into tears, but for some reason, I can't...
I mean, just look at it. Won't I be killed the moment I get out of here ?
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NO WAY !!!
Okay, okay... Calm down me, this situation still isn't a certain doom for you.
Let's just confirm what I'm sure happened here.
So...
Somehow, for some reason, I died on my way to the bus stop and then got reincarnated into a game-like world as some piss-poor race.
....
...
..
.
Just like in fiction.
.
..
...
....
THAN WHERE ARE MY CHEAT-LIKE SKILLS AND ABILITIES ?!?!
This isn't fair, not at all...
And I'm not going anywhere with this, aren't I...
Haa, first thing first, let's get out of here, It's getting hard to breathe.
I'm not sure, but I'm definitely inside an egg or something like that. So all I need to do is smash it.
Ok, here I go !
...
....
.....
Ok, which one of you ten things are my arms ?
There is no way all of you are my legs, is there.
Let's try moving them one at the time, get the feeling and see if all of them are the same.
Ok, done. It's kinda hard moving inside this small space but I somehow managed to do it.
Actually, I got the answer I seek the moment I started moving the second pair of limbs.
The first pair are different while all the others are the same.
So, eight legs and two arms, if you could even call them that.
I don't have fingers on them, but instead, there is something like a long pointy bone or something like that.
It's hard to describe them because I can't feel them nor properly move them.
Based on their shape, they probably resemble scythes.
Good, this test was a brilliant idea. Now I'm confident that I can walk "normally" when I get out of here.
Ok, let's try again breaking the shell of this egg.
All I need to do is continuously hit the surface with my "hands" and it should break...
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[Crack]
[Crack]
[Crack]
A little bit more...
[Crack]
[Crack]
[Crack]
[SHATTER]
Huh, huh, haaah... Finally fresh air !
Is it evening, maybe ? The sky looks kinda red... Well, let's get out of this egg and see the world.
.....
If there is even something worth looking at ! What the hell is this ?!
It's barren wasteland !!! What hardcore difficulty world is this ?!?!
The sky is red, the earth is reddish-brown desert and there are various oversized pillbugs rolling around !!!
Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok... Deep breath, calm down me...
Let's look at the surroundings, see where am I.
Currently, I'm on top of a egg. This egg is on top of other eggs that looks like have all hatched.
Looks like we were left right on the open, only surrounded by some strange leaves...
Totally unprotected...
I won't even comment on this...
Let's just say we were lucky that some egg-eater didn't found us, or we would be done for.
Hmmm, let's at least see how I look like.
Yep, I'm now a BUG... eight legs with two scythes for hands.
I can't really see properly but I definitely have a shell on top of me, lets just hope that it's sturdy.
Also, I'm grey in color. Yay, I guess...
[GrRrrRr]
Oh, looks like I'm hungry. Well no wonder, I just hatched.
Let's see, what do I have for dinner today.
Blue Pillbug that has some kind of funny tail behind its shell,
green pillbug that has some kind of leaves growing out of its shell,
brown pillbug with its shell being double the size than the rest and
red pillbug that has a huge two horns on its head...
Nice, all bugs.
Then it's decided.
Let's starve to death...
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