《Re:Serpent, the Struggles of a 'Snake' to Survive and Evolve...》The Day I'm ReBorn.
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Owwww....what the hell is this place? A pitch-black void? What did the hell happen? I remembered training in my foster father's dojo and headed out with my step-sister, Mira to meet her friends, ...then...oh god no. An out-of-control truck was crashing into cars left and rights, and for some godforsaken reason heading towards us, AND ONLY US, on THE SIDEWALK we're standing on! I pushed Mira out of the way, but the truck...it was hellbent on hitting Mira as it changed direction, towards her. Out of desperation, I jumped and tried to shield her....and now......what in the blazes is this feeling? I feel something very stony whenever I move my body around, almost feels like jade similar to that from the Buddha necklace I wear around my neck. I also feel like my entire being now exists in an liquid world of calm and warm.
I can't feel my limbs...as if I don't have them anymore and for some strange reason, it feels peculiarly natural to not have them. I tried looking around, now focusing my senses onto my surrounding, hoping to find any answers to my dilemma.....
5 Hours... Finally, I SEE something after FIVE hours, and all it took to do so is to try and feel my surroundings with my entire being, though I now can see my surroundings, though my field of vision is higher than usual! I see...colors...dyed in white, black, and red mixed with some light colored tattoo-like lines, resembling veins, as far as I can tell...I feel like I'm in a crystal-ish world, without any lucid transparency to see through it like a window. ...No matter where I look, all I see are the same colors...where am I? A prison....or...I decided to reach out with my entire body to feel the shape of my 'prison'...I now know I am in an oval-like 3-dimensional multicolored container...like an egg......oh no, no way...
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Feeling bored, and too weak to break out, I decided to calm myself and meditate, trying to manipulate and explore my foreign body, hoping it is NOT what I think it is. With just my sense of touch alone and some effort, I feel...scales judging from my skin's hard and rough feeling, lots of sharp fangs instead of teeth on my lower jaw and upper jaw based on the sharp grating feeling from slightly gnashing my teeth, and arms, yes I have arms but no legs sadly except my tail...I do not remember feeling any arms there before...did they appear, or was I too late to notice them looking? Although the arms feel a little too short, and one finger too short...
One thing's for sure, I am, NOT, human. Which means my fears have come true... Reincarnation... I read about it, though through light novels and mangas and anime out of boredom besides training and stuff, never believing it was real though there are some vague, brittle religious records of 'prophets.' And now I know.
What should I do...? What CAN I do? Relive my life as a monster? I will not eat humans if I can hope. But I am now thinking too far ahead, and I now need to focus on what to do before I hatch and to do after, so until then, I will get used to my body, however, I can, despite my limited movements in this confined space.
*Unknown time later....*
I lost track of time, and I discovered I have an unopposable sleeping habit I must follow at set long intervals, so I use itmark mount of um...'days' passed, assuming the units of time are the same here, but now I have a decent feel for my new body. I feel some strange foreign energy within me, which is weird and a little hard to get used to. I can even feel a large, predatory presence from time to time...which I assume is my parent as it constantly warmed me in care however it can. From my time here, I feel as if I'm growing stronger and stronger from each passing second, and I now feel I can hatch if I want to. However, for some reason, I have an instinctual feeling I will no longer grow stronger and will be vulnerable and weak if I do hatch. So I will remain here until I know the time is right.
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*Some More Time Later...*
I now realize my current race might not be like those that exist back home and feeling bored, I decided to experiment with my body, only with the strange energy I feel in me. I focused it into parts of my body, starting with my senses and mind, hoping something will happen. Doing this, I now feel I made a breakthrough somehow. I now see...an egg...which I assume is me from an outsider's point of view...and looking around...I see....lava...literally lava...and I am bathing in a shallow lava lake in it within an egg...inside a dark underground, crystal cave judging from the rocky ground and ceiling with glowing crystals here and there serving as light sources, which for some reason I can feel they are radiating with a certain power....wow. I suppose this is what they call 'mana' and 'magic', huh?
........I now feel excited and giddy inside......despite my horrifying predicament....huh. Hmmmmm...I will see how far I can master my innate abilities even further....I wonder if this world has Qi as well...?
Random thoughts aside, I know what to do for now. So until I hatch and reap as much strength as I can, I will bide my time training then.
And then...I fell asleep, waiting for the next 'day' to come.
*Author here. As some may know, I am the editor of VanZans' fiction, Those Who Aspired to Become Gods. For those who don't know, check out his fiction if you want.
I am writing this because I want to test myself as an author and hope to see if my writing and storytelling skills can match the tastes of my audience and stuff. Also, as THE EVIL OVERLORD I AM, I DEMAND FAIR CRITICISM OF MY ERRORS! NOT WHINING JACKASSES ON HOW THEY WANT THE STORY TO GO!!!!! AND I NEED IT NOW! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! *EVIL SMILE*
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