[ Chapter V (5): "NO WINK OF SLEEP." ]
[ Volume I: "THE EVOLUTION SYSTEM." ]
[ DAY 2. ]
I didn't got a wink of sleep. I couldn't.
The Crickets, the Monsters, and other such things around this Cave-House of mine didn't let me; those fucking assholes. So I had to stand guard Horn in hand all throughout the night.
I've been messing around the System, the tips, tutorials, and status window, yeah, the System isn't fully unlocked yet; and it's useless. Except for the part when it isn't, like when I upgraded my Strength from 6 to 11.
Now I'm small as an Goblin, but as powerful as an average Human Being; which make sense, but not really at the same time. This is also an example of Video Game Logic, shit, I don't play RPG that much.
But this adds to the theory that I'm in an Manhwa, Novel, or shitty FanFic even though I don't know what this Universe is based off. Please, don't be an overpowered world, I don't wanna suffer.
That wound that slope accident caused me to already be traumatized, a little. No, a whole lot, I'm still hissing from the pain of that rough slide.
I don't know, but I'll try to think of an plan to what to do later, I'm getting hungry. And I don't know when the sun will set up, I couldn't see the light shinning pass my leaf covers.
But the Monsters outside, yeah, the Crickets outside are annoying. One day I'll kill all of you bastards, one day.
But for now I'll abuse this Goblin body of mine and use it's ability to not need sleep, if it does need sleep then I'll sleep later in the morning after I find an steady supply of food.
Fuck I'm hungry.
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Those fucking things finally shutted the fucked up, yeahs! Fuck, I'm hungry. Now, I'm currently walking around this Forest-Jungle thing with no direction in mind.
With the only thing guiding me is my instinct, of course I'm not walking around aimlessly in circles. I've been instead walking aimlessly in a straight line, so that I could find way back Home easily.
Seeee, I'm not dumb, I hope. This Goblin Body, and Brain of mine is surely affecting me in some way, shape, or form. My Horned Bunny cravings is an great example of that. Damn.
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This doesn't get boring.
[ EXP 13+ ]
Four Horned Rabbits this time, I'm bruised, and they all ganged up on me like some kind of an gang. I've got hit pretty badly too, I mean, one stab me in the leg.
Before I stabbed it in the neck and killing it in the process, apparently I could earn EXP when killing as well; read that one in one of the Tutorials, but it's true, just confirmed that one a few seconds ago.
[ EXP 5+ ]
And now I'm wildly eating their parts without care, my arms and teeth moving instinctively as my body, and hands gets covered in blood.
As I grabbed the carcass of one of the Horned Bunnies and eat it straight up, it's dead of course, as I eat, and drink it's blood. I almost feel like an savage for doing this, but I couldn't stop myself.
[ EXP 15+ ]
[ EXP 8+ ]
[ EXP 12+ ]
I've had this theory. This theory that everything aside from my memories, and thinking is fully Goblin; the senses, instinct, and even my bodily functions.
Brain included, that actually explains why I've been feeling a lot different than what I'm used to be actually; that theory also solves why I couldn't fully remember my past life, as an Human.
Except for surface memories, and personality. I'm obviously an goof ball, and an idiot; a lovable idiot, but that doesn't explain how I got here.
And I'm guessing I wouldn't get answers for a long time, so I need to survive for now.
[ EXP 9+ ]
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Who would have thought that an wound, freshly inflicted to you by an Rabbit's Horn would have hurted, a lot. Because it is.
And I regret being hunted by those things, instead of hunting for those things. And now I'm currently stumbling around the Forest like an idiot.
With four Horns in hand, and with a green blood trail behind me. As I try to get back home, it isn't that far, thankfully I got jumped a few minutes after I've ventured out.
But the pain of being stabbed by one of those thing's Horn didn't felt that good, so I'm gonna craft a Trident. Definitely a Trident, because it's both for long range and short range.
I'm definitely, definitely, definitely gonna craft one. Horned Rabbits! The days you have left are numbered, fuck you, you pieces of shit, shit stained, shit, shit, fucks!
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This hurts, but thankfully my Goblin regenerative abilities are useful; and instead of waiting for months for this kind of wounds to heal, I'll just have to wait for a few hours.
And instead of being traumatized, and sad for a month or two. I'll just have to bed traumatized, and sad for an hour. Great deal if you asked me.
But kidding aside, how does one build an Trident? I mean, I got an makeshift rope via Vines. One long ass Wood, and three Rabbit Horns for me to use. The materials are here.
The only problem is that how do I build one? I mean, I've been sitting in front of my cave; on the ground, being lit by the sun as this System isn't making itself useful. It ain't showing step by step guide.
So I'm kinda lost here, a little bit more lost than usual because I'm always lost, confused, and I'm sure I could have died a thousand times over throughout my life because of my idiot ways.
But I'm not dead yet, so I must be the Son of the Devil, or something like that.
Meh, I'll just try over and over again until I get this thing done. I mean, a Trident sure is badass, and a makeshift one; clearly much cooler.
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[ "SLOW STORY, BUT I LIKE IT. SO FUCK OFF." ]