《Those You Don't Notice》Chapter 2: Realization of Pain
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Chapter 2: Realization of Pain.
Couldn't sleep.
Author: First off thank you for reading and commenting on my work. Special thanks to ldyrdy for giving me a link to the table coding forum. It will help a lot also thank you I will be using one of your names for her. Special thanks to Chaoskultist I will be using your suggested name for him. ^_^ Thank you so much. Another side note shall be the plan is I want to make the story a good deal of training for him and her. Then allow them the chance to explore. So first part shall be mainly Combat orientated. Second part should be player encounters along with world(s) exploration. Then again this story kinda has a life of its own already. We will all have to wait and see. I will be reading comments for any suggestions about pace and what not due to my inexperience so. This is most likely gonna be a combined effort of readers and author. If that is you guys don't mind. ^_^ Thank you all for reading and good luck on our journey together.
WARNING! DARK CHAPTER! YOU MAY FEEL INCLINED TO HATE A CHARACTER! ---- I sure do.
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"Alice.... Where are we? I was expecting us to start in a city or village somewhere."
"Well, you did say I get to pick. If you must know we are truly not in a spot you are normally allowed to start in. That saying, this is my custom little spot lovely isn't it. Since this is our starting location if you are to die you will re-spawn right here." She is giving me that devilish smile again.
"So, we won't run into any other players for awhile I guess?"
"Oh, no. 80% of group 5 players picked the special option right now they are babies of varying races. So you won't have to worry about them for a while. The other 10% are in the Kingdom to the North and 2% is in the Kingdom to the East another 2% is in the Kingdom to the West. 4 % is in the Central Kingdom. The last 2 % is spread throughout the 149 Villages surrounding the kingdoms and spread throughout the world."
"Wait... babies so they chose an option to reincarnate?"
"Yes they did. Group 4 and Group 5 were to be given that option. Since they are the longer lasting groups to be in this game."
"Why.... never mind. I didn't need that option anyway. So there are kingdoms North, East, West, and Central with 149 spread out villages. Is there anything I am missing? Wait, Where are we? and this is an entire world shouldn't there be more than just those?"
"There is a kingdom to the South I didn't mention. We are located relatively near that kingdom. To answer your last question. This is the "starting" world for your group. There was no need to make it overly big. So it is only one continent with some surrounding Islands that you could possibly go to."
"Ah, well I guess that makes sense. Let's see now. How should we start off?"
I finally begin looking over myself seems I get some starting equipment. Pure black outfit: T-Shirt, Pants, Black soft leather boots, Black wooden sword on my waist, Black backpack. The backpack contains: 20 bread buns, 20 wine-skins, and 20 bandage wraps.
I then look over at her seems she started with the same stuff. Our outfits are definitely tailored to us. Perfect fit out lining both of our bodies. You can see her magnificent curves perfectly outlined by her outfit. Tight fitting. Yup, gonna enjoy this adventure. (Author: Perv!)
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"Glad you say how should we start off then start inspecting us. Sifting through your backpack. I don't really call that starting. So, Dremal, Now that your finished inspecting yourself. How do you really plan on starting us off?" (Note: Dremal is not a foreign word it is his new name)
"It is seemingly some time early in the morning due to the position of the sun. So I guess we should explore the surrounding forest see what it holds?"
At this she seemed to smirk. "Ah, well since I already know there isn't much adventure in it for me. So you go on ahead."
"Umm. Yeah, well to each their own I guess. I will be back soon." As I finish saying this I start to turn to leave with her waving at me.
Under her breath I just barely caught her saying. "Good luck, you'll really need it." And she walked towards the cabin.
O damn. What horrors await me in the forest. Turning fully to see the forest behind me. The forest is filled with the same type of trees from what I can tell. The leaves of the trees are lush dark greenish purple leaves almost giving a slight neon dark glow about them. The trunks of the trees are a blackish color with red vines that look like blood was dripping from them. Pretty cool looking actually.
The grass surrounding the cabin making this field around us upon closer inspection also is a little weird. It grown similar to low cut grass. It's blades however are very different. Red, Blue, Green, at the base coloring with it mixing into its own rainbow effect at the top of the blade.
Interesting I wonder what else is odd in this world. So many things so little time.... Well, actually 160 years of exploration is an enormous time. Ooo goodie. Casting the blade of grass I picked up aside and continuing into the forest.
Upon entering the forest I quickly notice the darkness shift quite rapidly. Out side seems to be a bright morning start. Inside the forest only about 5 feet in it seems like dusk is setting in. Inside the forest is the same as the surrounding trees are spread throughout seemingly purposeful. To make it so the leaves create a canopy to block out the light creating its own atmosphere.
I see no immediate danger of any monsters nearby, but still I draw my trusty wooden sword. Focusing on my feet so I don't step in some hunters bear trap. I also make sure to try and stifle my steps as much as possible avoiding fallen leaves and branches.
About 50- 70 feet inside the forest. My arm that I had on a tree only for a second stops me from moving. I take a look back at it and see it is covered in webs. Weird I can't feel the webs at all. Did the game forget to put in feeling. No, I felt the sword in my hand before. I felt the blade of grass I picked up. Now though I don't feel webs... actually I don't feel my hand or the sword it contains at all. Wait... Webs ... I immediately try to grab the top of my sword from my trapped hand. Lucky for me it wasn't webbed.
Brandishing the sword now in my left hand. I begin to look all around up and down for what caused the webbing. There it was... it was. Nothing haha! Weird everywhere I looked I didn't see anything or hear anything. Do the trees produce webbing to trap people who touch them?
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Glad that there wasn't a monster; because if there was I would have been long dead with that reaction time. Trying to free my numb hand by pulling my arm. Does not seem to be the least bit useful. I don't wanna touch it either. So what do I do? I sit in my room all day reading Light Novels and Manga. Watching some anime. Man, I have absolutely no skills or knowledge that can help me. No real life experiences of anything practical.
I am starting to panic here. I swore I heard a sound behind me. Jumping at nothing I already checked everything there is nothing out there. Turning around I see a glossy grey muscle wall in front of me.
Searing pain rips into my stomach. Feels like millions of fire needles coursing through my stomach. Then there was nothing, but blackness ever expanding void of it. Slowly beginning to loose even the ability to think. Such a weird feeling.
I wake up. I say wake up, but I am not actually sure. There is still only that blackness around me. It seems though I have regained the ability to think. Was that a death in this world and now I am coming back to life? Maybe, weird though I can feel my limbs and can move them only slightly. The skin outside of my clothes though I can't seem to be able to feel. Though I have a feeling I know I am moving them.
After struggling for a bit the pain in my stomach aches a little less. Feels more like that tingly feeling after sitting on the toilet for to long and standing up. Only its in my stomach. Ah, man now I am laughing a little now imaging myself trying to get that feeling. By laying on the toilet with my stomach in the ring doing some super man pose. (Author: Maybe i should add a comedy tag =p)
The air is hard to breathe as well as if I have a towel over my face. Oh, crap I really need to work on my reaction times. I have just come to a realization of my condition. If I am not mistaken I am currently within a spider cocoon. (Insert Lord of the Rings reference here)
Great just great. I swear these mobs are trained to react on my reactions. Because just as I came to that realization guess who decides to open up the cocoon to say hello. A big furry brown with red beady eyes. Bull dog. No, just messing with you. It is in fact a giant spider. Well, shit I'm dead. Yup, totally dead. Hopefully it kills me fast or else maybe my Samwise Alice will show and gallantly rescue the damsel in distress. Hmm, what is the male version of a damsel. Whatever it is its me.
Yeah. This is my personality whenever something bad happens. I distract myself with jokes. Making fun of my own self and situation.
Moving on though. The monster spider does not just wait form me to say those things. No, instead I had those thoughts in the split second of slowed down time right before it stabbed me in my chest. Unfortunately missing my heart. This was not as kind as before. No this pain what eating me alive. Literally that's what it was doing sucking out my organs, my blood, my bones. everything. Let's talk though why, you may ask. Because I don't die just yet.
Somehow for some ungodly reason I am still alive after being stabbed like that. My flesh feeling as if it is on fire with someone stabbing, tenderizing, melting, peeling, everything all at once. I scream in agony. No, it is so high pitch so much agony I don't even get the luxury to scream. I don't get the opportunity to vomit from the intense pain either. Because the first organ to go was my stomach.
I am left with my mouth open drooling saliva and blood. So much pain. I don't have the words to describe accurately enough to enlighten you truly of my situation. Yet still, I have yet to die. I didn't think it would take a giant spider so long to eat me. Or is it that my sense of time is distorted due to the pain. If I had the strength to do anything I am not confident that I have the resolution to have killed myself. I don't even have the strength to bite my shriveled up tongue.
The most I can do is look at my hand. Interesting really watching the blood be taken from it leaving only skin and bones. O god why... why am I experiencing this hell. What have I done to....
It was then that it dawned on me that Alice has omnipotence in her universe. It was then that it dawned on me that she was the one who picked the starting point. Whatever. I am not even mad anymore. Just please Alice please stop the pain. Can she even read my mind from a distance? I can't speak so it is my only hope. Alice please. Pretty please let me die. Free me from this agony this torture.
Then I don't know if it was a coincidence or if she really did hear me. It doesn't matter she freed me from my torment. I was allowed to die. White space again with the words RECONSTRUCTING appearing in my vision. Even when I tried closing my eyes. Do I really have to go back? Can't I stay dead?
I am once again standing in that field with the weird grass. The log cabin in front of me. It is now dark out with a starry beautiful sky out, but I could care less at the moment. I am back here... I might have to experience that hell again. Why...
I dropped to my knees and begin bawling my eyes out.
Just a little before my death. The creator was panicking after seeing what she did to me. What I had to go through. The doctors watching over me had reported it as soon as I was captured; however that 16:1 ratio is not as good as it seems in this situation.
"Ben, Carl, Delia!" the creator yelled at the screen. Two male mannequins appeared and one female model popped up.
"Yes." The three replied in a monotone unison.
"Meet Elenoire." A new female mannequin popped up on screen. "The newest addition she will be taking over Alpha's position of Player management. Work with her and restrain Alpha in her avatar Alice. Make her power become limited to only that of a player. She has gone to far placing them selves in a secluded area surrounded by level 80 mobs. Not telling him about the pain settings. Hell, she turned it up to 100%. Then not even allowing him to die she changed his coding to allow 0 hp until she deemed it ready to be released. I am giving you an urgent Level 0 order of restraining her! Level 0 clearance will be given to you for the limited express purpose of sealment." The creator roared fiercely. The 4 mannequins nodded then disappeared. A second later a notification popped up saying task complete.
Thank god someone is looking out for me. Although a little late if I don't say.
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