《Director, Machine, Paradox.》Chapter 6 - The Rot.
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(Self Notes)
[Shadow]
\Mirror/
"speaking"
'thinking'
*action*
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The four A-rank Subjugators gathered at the campsite warily, they had received an anonymous tip of Rot activity, of course it could easily be a faux but none would risk the chance of a Rot outbreak. The Warrior eyed the Rotten boar corpse, the Mage spoke up "Hey Scout can you tell how far gone it is?" the Scout nodded, speaking quietly "Yeah, I'll say, 10 to 20 percent infected." "Is that harmful?" he looked thoughtful. "No, it would have to be halfway infected for it to pass to anything in this forest, of course the same can't be said for people. However I assume the one who gave us the tip was the one who no doubt foolishly tried to eat it. So long as they didn't digest it, it'll be fine." the Warrior sighed, "Where the hell did it come from, the Rot don't belong here." the other nodded and they made their way deeper into the forest.
We had survived. Myself and Rorry make a great team. We had gotten stronger, and no doubt leveled our skills. It took us a week to finally get home, it seems our parents were waiting for us, the Village Chief was with them. "Ah boys you're here! Good, good." our parents congratulated us on completing the basic training. 'What the hell? Basic!?' (Pfthahahahahaha) my parents seemed equally amused. I glare, 'Don't they care about putting their precious Son in danger?' though I guessed Evil Uncle had been watching over us. "Hey Mom, do you know where Uncle Stew is?" she shook her head "No, Brother Stew is busy with the Subjugators." "Subjugators?" "Yes we have something important to talk about, Chief?" the village Chief spoke "Oh? Ah yes, boys, it seems the Rot have been found in the forest, and the Subjugators are closing off the area!" "The Rot?" "Yes! The Rot are strange creatures from the swamplands ,they spread their sickness, turning creatures mad, the infected become stronger in the process and continue to spread the infection. Stay away from the forest!" Rorry's parents quickly drag him home and we wave goodbye. Mother forces me to take a bath and I get dressed in some clean clothes and return to my room.
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On my desk is a small note and my Soul Interface. I read the note.
-My Dear Nephew
It pains me, being unable to continue the training you so love! But don't worry! Once the Rot have been taken care of we can begin the next stage of your training-
'Who said I loved that training!?'
*sigh*
I grab my Interface, about to call up my status, when Self Notes calls (Hey, Chris-) "You know, I forgot to ask but-" (CHRIS, let me fini-) "Nooooo!" *Shhhhh* "Look I wanna know how the Hero found me, I have Hidden From Machina right?" (Are you a dummy?), "Excuuuse me princess, but would you mind sharing your wisdom with little old me?" (Just call up the Description doofus)
-Hidden From Machina (Passive)-
You are invisible to the Will of Machina, It's Guardian, and Heroes.
"And? Now what?" (Now. Read it, slowly) "Ummm..." (Okay, maybe that's too much for you. Fine! I'll point it out to you, he's reincarnating for heavens sake! That means he isn't a Hero yet!) "Oooh so he exploited the loophole?" (No, I doubt he knew you had the skill to begin with, the Otherside probably haven't told him about us) "Alright what did you want?" (I forgot) "No you didn't!" (Ugh, I was gonna say we are getting stronger, the three of us that is, we can almost manifest now!) "Oh God." [You're a real whiny little shit] said Shadow, butting in "Whatever, you guys just go back to wherever the hell you are when you're not talking." [Cya brat!] (...) both voices disappear. I open my Interface checking my status.
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Overview -v-
Name: Christopher Crash.
Status: Standard.
Age: 11.
Estimated Lifespan: 80-140.
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Physical Rank: D.
Mental Rank: D.
Aethaerics Talent: B.
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Stats -v-
Strength: 42
Vitality: 55
Agility: 35
Intelligence: 40
Will: 50
Luck: 100
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Status Effects:
Possessed:
Your body is possessed by three eccentric spirits: Shadow. Mirror. Self Notes.
Tired:
You're TIRED!
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Exotic
One Quarter Targual
Three Quarters Human
Dormant Ghoul
Genius
Trained Body
Diligent
Survivor
Lucky
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Alright. Time to test my new limits! I grabbed my Storage Void, filling it with anything I deemed useful and sneaked out again, with my new higher leveled -- I manage to get by my parents, I consider calling Rorry over, but I don't want to put him in unnecessary danger.
I approach the forest again there were many Subjugators patrolling the perimeter. 'Annoying'. There was also an Aethaeric Barrier, something I wouldn't be able to get through. Of course I doubted they had covered the entire forest in a barrier, they don't have the power for that. I eventually saw the right path, it was heavily guarded, making it stupidly obvious. There were 7 members of the Subjugators blocking the path. No way past. I scowled, calling Mirror. \Yeeeeesss?/ 'Can you distract them?' \Suuuuure, why the hell should I?/ 'Fine, don't, I'll call Shadow instead, I only hope he won't massacre them this time...' \You're no fun. I'll do it/ 'Thanks'. She manifested then, appearing in the middle of the path amongst the Subjugators, they stared at village girl who had suddenly appeared, the Subjugator Officer began warning her off, "Missy you should leave, this area is dangerous, go home." I watched her, smirking, the other Subjugators waited for the Officer's orders.
Mirror held a single black die in her hand, they stared puzzled as she began juggling it. The Officer was scowling, approaching her, when she suddenly held out the die. It shone briefly and I closed my eyes. *bang!* Smoke filled the air, she had used a Curse Dice, they are used to inflict many negative status affects on a group of people, though unlikely to kill a normal person never mind a Subjugator. I ran past the pile of writhing men and hurried into the forest, when I judged I was far enough in I closed my eyes and listened. A became aware of the slightest sounds, the vibrations in the air, I Willed it until my Interface beeped.
-Acquired Skill ---
I grinned. 'Awesome' I began trudging through the forest searching for target practice when I my -- warned me of a single threat. I turned nervously. A huge hulking wolf, like the boar before it had bright almost glowing green eyes, black teeth and black green tinted fur. Terrified, I spoke "Good doggy, you're a good doggy aren-" *kyaaa!*
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Thanks for reading, if you can point out any inconsistencies or typos I would appreciate it.
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