《I reincarnated as an octopus - There has to be a mistake》Leo, the wolf?
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[You are currently altering your body]
I woke up with the mechanical voice ringing in my head. A screen then pops out with my body. I look around at my body to see two of my tentacles that were ripped off in a bloody mess. Yesh, that looks horrible. I wanna see if I can alter it buy something tells me it’s a bad idea… but what if it isn’t… I mentally slap myself, if your guts say it’s a bad idea it probably is. I wonder what I should edit this time. Last time I made my beak shark and whatever sac that’s responsible for holding the acid bigger. Should I just go with improving my acid? The memory of my acid being next to useless while I was fighting with the Brimestone Gasfish plays in my mind. Yeah, I probably shouldn’t just rely on my acid…
What should I change… I continue looking at my body and think about what I should do. I should probably toughen my skin, now that I look back to it. I imagine toughening my skin a bit and I feel a huge amount of the energy flood out of me. Holy shit I just wanted to toughen it a bit and I lost that much energy?! I don’t have that much energy left so what should I do with the remaining amounts of energy I have left? Could I toughen my beak? I imagine toughen my beak but nothing happens. Ah, so I don’t have enough energy. I guess I’m done with altering my body.
[Are you complete with your alterations]
The mechanical voice asks me the same question it had asked me when I began my evolution in the beginning. Yes, I replied to the voice and then the screen disappeared. The darkness swallowed everything and soon I drifted into a deep sleep.
The docks reeked of sweat, blood, and monster entrails. I always hated coming here. Too many eyes were watching him, he had no choice but to tolerate the stupid oafs here. Lots of people here would be more than happy to sing pretty songs to the right people for a drink or two. The merchants had shunned him and the nobles treated him like common filth. Ever since his last failure with the subjugation of the King Crab, his reputation started to dip for the worse. It all their fault he thought to himself as he bites his lips. If they had just done as he had told them to do, none of this would have ever happened. They just had to get rid of a couple of newbie adventures, but instead, they ended up letting one of them escape. It doesn’t matter though, soon Those stories won’t matter anymore. A little orphan girl and her little doggy came up to the hero. She soon brandishes a toy sword made up of rotting driftwood innocently. One day, I’m gonna be a hero just like. As those words slipped from her childish smile, the hero look at her smiling as he took out his sword. Is that so?
[Strike]
The streets are soon filled with a yelp from a dog and a girl crying.
Soon, none of this will matter he thought to himself as he walked towards an inn.
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Good morning Mr. sand, good morning miss kelp, wonderful day isn’t it Mr. pebble, how do you do Mr. brimey. Oh god good my stomach hurts… I curl into a ball as my poor stomach feels empty. No one told me that I was gonna be this hungry after using alter. Stupid robot voice didn’t even say anything to me. Anyway good morning to you Mr. egg sac. Mr. egg sac? I look at the corner trying to find the egg sac but I don’t see. Shit, shit, shit, shit, don’t tell me I lost it already. I frantically look around for the egg sac but it’s not in my cave. You must be kidding me, the first day already and I’ve lost it. As I’m frantically searching for the egg sac a small shadow creeps behind me. CHOMP.
[You have lost 1 hp]
Wut. I pull my tentacle that got hurt towards me. Still clinging on to my tentacle is a small shark. Huh… let go of my tentacles I say to the shark but it doesn’t let go of my tentacles. I wrap two tentacles around the shark and pull it off. As the shark gets pulled it tries to bite my other tentacles without success. Fucking hell this guy hurts. Wait is it a guy? Or a girl? I move it around trying to see anything that might indicate it’s gender but I see absolutely nothing. Does it even have a gender… The little shark eventually stops trying to bite me, there that wasn’t so hard. I slowly let go of the shark as it watches me. Hey, it’s actually kinda cute now that I think about it. I extend one of my tentacles to pet the shark.
[You have lost 1 hp]
Stupid shark let go! I try flinging the shark away without success. Screw this, ignoring the shark that’s currently latched on to my body I move towards the Brimestone Gasfish’s carcass that was surprisingly left alone. I move closer to the carcass and I’m met with the worst smell in my life. What the hell is that! I look around trying to find the source of the smell until I looked in front of me and realized it was my breakfast that was stinking up the place. Even the shark couldn’t bear with the smell and quickly swam away from it as far as possible. Maybe it isn’t that bad… Ignoring the smell as best as I can, I take a small bite out of it. The bit of meat starts to sizzle inside my mouth. Ah, of course, acidic meat. I spit it out, guess I’ll have to eat the wolf shark instead I think to myself. Would it be alright if I ate it though… I mean I’m looking after its kid now… while I was busy thinking about the moral issue of eating someone’s mom I turn to face the wolf shark to see the baby shark eating away at it.
This has to be wrong. I continue looking at the baby shark eat, guess I’ll have to it that. Turning my face towards the acidic breakfast I’m about to have I swim towards it and the smell fills me once again. Thanks for the meal?... I take a bite of the meat and ignore the horrible smell and the pain from chewing it. Mmmhh, it’s really t-tasty… It felt like an eternity while I tried my best to swallow the meat. Good god, I’m going to have stomach problems from this later aren’t I. I take another bite of the atrocious meat.
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[Acid resistance lvl 1 has leveled up]
As I’m busily munching the notification pops up and the pain drops a bit. At least I’m getting levels from this I thought to myself as I took another bite.
[You have lost 1 hp]
Can’t say I’m surprised, I see the baby shark still eating, lucky bastard I grumble to myself.
It took an entire hour for me to have my fill and I got two more level-ups in acid resistance lost 3 health and I have been poisoned… Not the best trade-off. I look at my stats, at least I recovered some health while I was eating.
Name: Unnamed
Race: Magic Baby Octling
LvL: 6/15(14/15)
HP: 13/16
MP: 0/24
Strength: 8
Vitality: 9
Defense: 5
Agility: 8
Endurance: 12
Intelligence: 27
Rank: F
Status: Posioned(tiny)
Titles: [Reincarnator] [Kin Eater] [Curiosity]
Unique skills: [Multi-limbed lvl 2] [Poisonous beak lvl 3] [Ink Cloud lvl 2] [Alter]
Skills: [Acid shot lvl 2] [Inspect lvl 3] [Night Vision lvl 3] [Hidden Presence lvl 2] [Mana Manipulation lvl 2] [Over Eating lvl 3] [Water Magic Affinity lvl 1] [Whirlpool lvl 2]
Resistance: [Mental Resistance lvl 3] [Hunger Resistance lvl 3] [Acid Resistance lvl 4] [Pain Resistance lvl 2] [Fear resistance lvl 3] [Rage Resistance lvl 1] [Weakness Resistance lvl 1] [Exhaustion resistance lvl 2] [Posion Resistance lvl 2] [Paralysis Resistance lvl 1]
My max hp and mana has increased again, that’s nice. The baby shark finally decides that I wasn’t something to bite on after I smack it on the head before it could bite me for the third time. I use inspect on the adorable little shit.
Race: Shark pup
LvL: 1/16
HP: 6/6
MP: 0
Rank: F+
Status: Normal
Hold up, this dude is a higher rank than me! How in the fuck is this guy rank higher than mine! Sensing my growing displeasure the shark pup slowly backs away. This has to be some kind of joke. I use inspect again in case something went wrong but no matter how many times I try it again nothing changes.
[Inspect lvl 3 has leveled up]
After the tenth time checking the shark pup with Inspect I start to calm down. It’s not like I can do anything about my ranking right now. What should I call you any way I tell the little shark as it watches me in confusion? A random name pops up in my head. Should I call your Bruce?
[Do confirm the name ‘Bruce’]
……
I can name him!? Wait can I name myself? Thousand of questions start flooding into my mind at this revelation. I try to remember my previous name but nothing comes to mind still. Damn, I still don’t know my own name… I think about the name I was about to set to the little shark but it seems kinda weird not gonna lie. Bob? No, that sounds kinda stupid. James? I don’t really like the sound of James. Leo?... that sounds kinda nice. Wait doesn’t Leo have something to do with wolves now that o think about it. I’m pretty sure they do. (A/N: Yeah, they don’t) In tribute to your mom's race, I’m going to call you Leo.
[Do confirm the name ‘Leo’]
Yes. Who knew I was such a genius for being able to make these kinds of connections. I should be praised for my intelligence. [Inspect]
Name: Leo
Race: Shark pup
LvL: 1/16
HP: 6/6
MP: 0
Rank: F+
Status: Normal
Nice, it has a name now. Come on baby sha- no I mean Leo. Let’s go exploring. Leo looks at me confused and doesn’t move. It’s okay, I extend my tentacles to Leo. Don’t worry I’m not angry at you anymore, how about me bury the hatchet. Leo looks at my tentacles and moves forward. CHOMP.
Stupid shark. I smack Leo on the hand and he let’s go of my tentacles. At least I didn’t lose my health like last time. I rub my poor tentacle and Leo doesn’t seem the least bothered by what happened. Come let’s go I yell to him. Wait. Can he even understand me? Ah yes, the noble prize for stupidity goes to. Drumroll, please. Me. Agh, I’m an absolute retard. Of course, he can’t understand me, stupid. I’ve been alone for so long I thought everyone understood me, I even started talking to rocks! I motion my tentacles at Leo to tell him to follow me and he does so by again biting me. You know what I can’t complain, at least he won’t get lost.
I swim out into the forest of kelp without any real goal in particular. I guess I’ll just explore and try to find something to eat today…. It isn’t an interesting life but at least it’s one where I’m living. After narrowly missing another needle projection from the sea urchin I have concluded that I’m lost. I swear I’ve seen the same pebble three times… Leo is still bitting my tentacle so I guess I’m fine for now. Speaking of tentacles my two torn off tentacles are slowly regrowing, thank god for that. I try backtracking but I’ve gotten myself even more lost. Well, shit. The sun isn’t going to set for another 3 or 4 hours so I still have a chance to get back home. I look around trying to find any familiar location or place that I saw on my head from home but the problem is that everything here looks the same.
There’s literally no change in any of the kelp structure or placement, and I swear I’ve seen the pebble before. Fuck me, I’ve gotten myself and Leo lost in god knows where. I swear the only thing that would make this worst is if the kelp started speaking. There has to be an end to this forest I think to myself positively, I swear by all the is slimy and tentacly I will find a way out of this forest. After I finished chanting to myself to fight on I noticed that there was a group of fish and, are those PEOPLE!?
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