《The Sleeping Immortal》Chapter 2 - Sleeping in a 'Hot Tub'
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The three shadowy figures hunch over Fiend Yuki’s body wrapping rope around his ankle and begin to drag him off into the dark forest.
Hours later while the three figures were talking rest under a tree, Fiend Yuki woke up slowly and already noticed the difference from where he slept since there was no twig that poked him in the butt when he went to sleep last. Taking a quick glance around he noticed that he was tied up and three stooped short figures dressed in hides, furs, and tattered clothes slouching under a tree. Taking in a sharp breath due to the situation, only to gag due to the horrid stench which triggered a series of consequences that spiraled out of control.
Throwing up due to the horrid stench which smelled like a mixture of a sewage treatment plant, rotting meat, and the terrible gas you get from Mexican night which got followed by Asian food.
Startling the three figures the were huddled around the tree, they jumped up startled. Wiping their heads around looking at Fiend Yuki in surprise.
After puking his heart out Fiend Yuki looks up at the three figures who are still looking over at him, they looked like toads mixed with gremlins with bulging eyes, warted green brown skin that had peels and dead skin hanging off, and tribalic looking tattoos of swirls and what looked like tic tac toe. While looking at the trio Fiend Yuki couldn’t help but puke again while looking at the deformed and horrendous figures of those three.
Waking from a started stupor the largest of the three, suddenly yelled “ATTACK HIM!”
Startled from from puking more Fiend Yuki widened his eyes when he saw those three figures turn into blurs dashing at him. The last thought on his mind before he fell back asleep was ‘Fuck this shit I’m going back to sleep…’
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Right as Fiend Yuki fell back asleep his face planted right into his own puke making a small *splat* sound. Followed by three Thuds as the trio hit Fiend Yuki right after his face planted his own puke.
New Messages
Constitution +3 for surviving 3 lethal strikes
“Agh, he woke up I was hoping the finally hear his squeals!” Thundered the largest of the three.
“It okay Thurg, the human was so scared he passed out in his own puke…” one of the other ones said.
“Weird human we can’t hurt, broke my foot on his hard head but he so scared he passed out from seeing us…” Said the smallest of the three as he wobbled to keep his balance from the sort sprint to attack Fiend Yuki.
*Grunting* the largest of the three Thurg looked at the other two then at Fiend Yuki and sighed dejectedly rubbing his stomach he said “Let us drag him back to big pot hopefully he taste good and not tough like his body.” Smashing down on Fiend Yuki’s head with his club he turned away and started to head off into the forest followed by the other two dragging Fiend Yuki by the rope.
New Messages
Constitution +1 for surviving 1 lethal strikes
Later on as night fell again the three figured towed Fiend Yuki to their small camp, dumping Fiend Yuki into the large pot that looked like it was filled with sludge and added more firewood into the fire underneath it. Making it boil and the pot red hot.
New Messages
Heat Resistance gained from long exposure
Abilities/Skills
Heat Resistance
You don't get burned or as easily hot anymore, getting cooked in a pot is like a nice bath for you. Upgradable 1/10
Passive
Little did Fiend Yuki know that getting cooked and beaten were tonics for his growth, because all the while he was asleep.
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Peering into the cooking pot Thurg smiled and said “Cook well human cook well, Thurg will eat you later…”
Clamoring around the pot the other two were looking at Fiend Yuki in the pot with drool dripping from their mouths which splashed into the pot making sizzling sounds.
Glancing at the other two Thurg said “We go hunt now again human can’t get away now, hungry go get more food.” Turning away from the pot and followed by the other two who kept glancing at the pot swallowing their saliva they meanderd back into the forest to get more food.
Later on when it got dark again the three returned covered in cuts and bruises, they dejectedly headed back to their small camp, glumly looking at their pot seeing that Fiend Yuki was still uncooked, looking the same as he ever did.
Thurg looking at the pot, sighed and said “Human take too long to cook we still have to wait to eat him. Hunt was bad today too, worse now that Boorg died now others attack us more since we less than them…”
The other two looked even more glum hearing Thurg mention Boorg and the uncooked human, they both looked at the pot with dejection visible in their eyes.
Seeing the other two sadden, Thurg glanced at the pot too, and said “Human maybe made rest of pot taste good… we try that yes?”
Hearing Thurg the other two jumped up to feet brighting right up yelling “Thurg best, he know best, we eat human flavor soup now!”
Scooping with dirty crudely carved wooden bowls the three huddled around the pot they tasted the concoction they’ve put together with the Fiend Yuki seasoning they brighten up cheering as it obviously tasted much better with their new seasoning.
After eating their fill they added more wood under to pot to keep the fire going on throughout the night, then climbed up different tree to sleep.
Abilities/Skills
Heat Resistance
You don't get burned or as easily hot anymore, getting cooked in a pot is like a nice bath for you. Upgradable 2/10
Passive
Achievement
-Human Teabag-
Somehow you're being used to flavor food and magically for some odd reason the food tastes better or worse with you in it.
10 shop currency
Bonuses Active
Smart Sleeper
1 stack
Attributes
Level
1
100/10exp
Unassigned Attribute points
0
Strength
5
How strong you are over all.
Constitution
11
Health +10 per point
Endurance
1
Affects Stamina
Resistance
20
Reduces chance to catch an abnormal status
Dexterity
2
How well you can move your body
Intelligence
10
Affects any spiritual damage and how large you mana/chi/qi/soul is.
Charisma
-100
How attractive you appear to others, and how others would view you
Luck
1000
Affects how lucky you are.. even though you died to a God, you're still alive...
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