Chapter 4

With the sun now set it was time to begin, James braced himself for the journey ahead. The first challenge was to get out of his crib and not was mostly done already by slowly loosening one of the bars of his prison (crib) beforehand.

Here I go

[Power Attack]!

James fist had an above average power to hit that was almost completely wasted due to how loose the bar already was but it made him feel good. Pocking his head in the now open space showed the crib was not that high off the ground. One at a time he grabbed all three of his pillow and dropped them on the ground below. Then he lowered his body as far as possible leaving only his arms holding onto his bed to reduce how far he would drop before he let go.

Not again…

The fall hardly lasted more than a second but the sensation of fall nearly gave James a panic attack. He squeezed his chest and focused on trying to relax and breathing slower. James remembered an event before he died then he was just a few years old. His parents before they got divorced had to ride a hot air balloon but when he looked over the edge and looked down to his parents he fear grabbed don to him that never left.

Remember James that is all behind you. This is a brand new world and even a new body, there is something else to think about.

Lifting himself help he noticed the fall did not cause any damage, he grabbed one pillow and left the other two where they were to deal with later. There was one thing James could not easily carry and it was the oversized blanket Mark got him. Dragging it pushed his 1 strength as he waddled to the door.

Now the issue is not if the length is enough to each it but if I can get it up and around

James idea was to throw the blanket around the door handle then squeeze the blanket tight around at so it would turn the handle. The moonlight gave off a brilliant reflection on the door handle as he studied the distance. He bundled the blanket as best he could and threw it up. It sailed about half way up then fell with a soft thud, James tried a few more times that way with similar results.

James kicked the door and in response gave an embarrassingly low reaction, as if he did nothing at all to it. He noticed his health dropped by 0.1 as he clutch his foot but it gave him an idea to make up the distance. Bundling his blankie as much he could James threw with all his might and used [Power Attack] once again. The blanket sailed compared to before and made it over the handle.

He stopped himself from doing a little dance and started to walk directly below the door. James grabbed each side of his blankie to spin himself around, in the end he was suspended above the ground with his arm free and turning more left caused the door to give a click and slowly open.

[Power Attack] leveled up

Stop it door! I can’t handle this roller-coaster of intense events!

In reality the door was opening quite slow and presented in danger to James. All that had to be done was to let go and he slowly unwind till he was standing again. Leaving blankie where it was he opened the door enough to get through and in a way once again went into a new world.

Even though the ceiling was the same height it seemed so tall it was almost scary to James. To his right was his parents bed room, another door and the bathroom but he instead looked to his left. There was over a dozen wooden steps that shined from the light coming from the downstairs kitchen window.

Now began the slow process of dropping his pillow to the next step then falling on it then repeating that process over until he landed on the bottom. It was a long process and by the end James was sweating so he popped the milk on the rocks off his back and drank while leaning on the wall.

It was still so odd for James to see how huge everything was compared to him knowing it was just because of how small he was now. How hard is was just to get down a flight of stairs made him curse the goddess that made him like this. The milk was refreshing but his eyes searched for what he truly wanted

Reaching his hearing as much as could there was nothing at first then familiar sounds could be heard. It sounded like a rat and more than one but before James could react his head started to hurt. Falling onto his hand the pain grew worse and worse until it almost become too much then James felt a pop and the pain went away.

[Gift of Intelligence] has evolved

Before James could look up that meant he started to hear new sounds but they came from in front of him but the sounds come from inside his head.

The boss is really getting on us to find more supplies we got to find something tonight

You don’t have to me twice, after the last guy failed to come back we are really in trouble

Bracing himself on the wall so they rats could not see him James started to sweat in disbelief over his new ability.

I can read minds? Maybe not quite like that, they seemed to be talking to each other but I can’t hear their personal thoughts. So was that first rat also like them?

Sweat rolled down his forehead now for an entirely different reason as James slowly pulled his dual shanks from his back and prepared himself. The sounds of the small feet drew closer and his drink on the shanks tighter. When the rats passed his wall he was ready even if they could see better in dim light. With dual [Sneak Attack] even there 5 health was not match for such un expected attacks. The nearest rat instantly died and the other jumped away as soon as James attacked.

You dare attack those of the Brown Hair Rat Clan? It would be the death of you!

Really because I am 2-0 when it comes to the body count, this is my land!

James climbed on top of the dead rat’s body and posed to strike if the other attacked. It hissed as it looked at him with shinning eyes then jumped and attacked with its tail. James swung both of his weapons at the same time but the tail was still able to wrap around one of his shanks and pull it out of his hand. His other shank landed a solid hit as a [Power Attack] as the rat bit down on his now empty left arm.

[-1 Health]

They were now both on their sides racing each other but neither moved, for James Using [Power Attack] completely drained him for a few seconds. He watched the blood drip out of the rat new shoulder wound while he felt the blood escape his own.

… Next time

The rat “spoke” before running off leaving James on the ground alone next to the dead rat body. Getting himself up now James unwrapped some of the cloth on him and tied it around his wound. Deciding that he was to try to get a real drink he made the long journey up the stairs and back in his room. By then the milk was completely empty and so was his stamina

So there are clans of smart rats out there and I started a war with them… I need my own gang

Those were James last thoughts before he drifted to sleep with his blankie covering him and his broken toy horse in his hands.

Skill [Two Weapon fighting] acquired

Skill [Sneak Attack] level up

[Level Up]