"It can't be, 22 daily quests, what do I do? Use the dagger on two hunting quests? 1 of 2? Ha… I see, killing the rabbit counted as one."
The young man raises his right hand and looks at it for a while. He makes an expression as if he was using too much force, and suddenly, the dagger he used appears holographic ally in his hand.
"I see, it appears whenever I want it to. After all, this dagger looks pretty cool."
A projection appeared from the dagger, detailing it as…
[Name: Bumpashak Dagger]
[Stamina: 99]
[Sharpness: 97]
"Amazing, this literally looks like a video game… but it's as if it were one made millions of years in the future. With today's technology, it's impossible to create something like this, or maybe it's a hidden technology.
" The young man closed his eyes tightly, miraculously hoping that when he opened them, everything that had happened was a distasteful dream…
As soon as he opened them, the projection was gone, but his surroundings were just as they had been before: the plate full of crumbs on top of the shelf where the television was placed. The nervous young man was all sweaty, and the neck of his shirt was completely wet. He took several steps toward the refrigerator and, upon opening it, found the bottle of milk he had bought that morning. This reminded him that… What had happened wasn't invented in his mind, but was actually happening.
He grabbed the bottle of milk and drank it in two large gulps.
He didn't hesitate to let out a deep sigh of satisfaction, giving him energy and managing to stabilize himself.
"Phew… How refreshing! It's not bad at all. In fact, it's better than the milk that was more expensive than this one."1
After taking two gulps, he left the bottle with a little less than half full. It had already cooled down, so he put it back in the refrigerator. When he closed the door, he didn't do it slowly, but with
unusual force. When the door hit the edges of the refrigerator and it was completely closed, the refrigerator lifted off the floor, hitting the wall, rocking back and forth for several seconds.
"W… What was that? Was it me?"
The confused young man walked away, taking steps back, turned around, and went to his room. He looked for a shirt to change into. He quickly put his hands in his pants pockets but found nothing. He left the room and searched the television shelf. What he was looking for was his wallet. When he opened it, he counted how much money he had left. What he had left were five bills, each equivalent to two hundred silver coins. He had a total of one thousand Cloxs.
"This will be enough. It's not much, but I'll see what I'm going to do."
Inside the wallet, you could see the transparent plastic part of his ID card, which revealed the young man's name, which was… Jonás Park.
Jonás left his wallet on the shelf and returned to his room to grab his clothes and take a shower. While he was doing it, he scrubbed his right arm and could see how his arm was even wider than before.
"What? Is it just me, or are my arms really bigger than before?"
The young man looked down. Before, his abs and chest were barely visible, now they were clearly visible. With a look of disbelief, he got out of the shower and quickly looked at himself in the mirror.
"I can't believe you! Is that… is that me?"
Taking his hands to his face and groping it, he saw in the mirror a strapping young man, well defined jaw, perfect nose, his eyes that before were round and brown eyes, now looked completely different, now they were slanted, they were the eyes of a hunter, the color of his eyes became very dark, and his hair looked more groomed. He looks very handsome, it was the most developed body a young man of that age could have.
When he came out of the bathroom, already dressed, he could see that he was taller, he had grown approximately three and a half centimeters, after dressing, he went to the living room, took his wallet and put it in his pants pockets. He turned around and went to the front door to go out, when he opened it, he took a step towards the outside of the house, there was not the usual step, there were no stairs, there were no plants.
What was there was snow.
Dense snow, it was snowing heavily, Jonas took a couple of steps and came completely out of his house.
-What happened? What? Did you teleport me? Did you teleport me?
Jonah made a 360-degree turn to see the whole place, but when he tried to see the door again, it was gone.
-And the door? It's gone? No, this can't be happening to me.
Jonah heart began to race, the only thing he could hear was the breeze of the wind that was slightly strong, the mist quickly began to cover Jonas face, he was wiping it with his hands, water had already formed on his face.
Jonah raised his head and managed to see a small light flickering in the distance, the only thing he could do was to get closer to see where or what the light was coming from.
Jonah began to walk but it was almost impossible to do so, since his feet were buried in the snow, Jonas, who was only wearing a T-shirt and a pair of pants, began to shiver from the cold, the light that seemed to be not far away, Jonas did not advance any further, the path became an eternity, it seemed that the long steps that Jonas had to take were nothing.
"Ah, I can't go any further, my toes, no, my whole foot is about to fall off, I'm about five minutes and I still don't see that I'm moving forward. I'm going to start running or I'm going to freeze to death here."
Jonah began to run, he could not feel his feet, luckily he could move his legs, his arms that were crossed, with his hands tucked under his armpits, could no longer hold, his color was changing to light purple, if he continued a while longer there his hands and feet would not be able to use them again.
He had been running for about ten minutes without stopping, his breath was freezing, but he could already see how the light was getting closer and closer, when he arrived, what he could see was a house, a small wooden gabled house was there, the light came from the flames of a spotlight that was hanging on top of a horrible wooden pole, which was in front of the main door of the hut.