'The wha.....'
Veur with his life that barely hung by a thread.
[System has detected low dream consciousness.]
[Danger. Master Vermur is about to prematurely awakened.]
[Master Vermur has less than 20_ seconds until premature awakening.]
[Master Vermur has less than 19_ seconds until premature awakening]
[Warning. Master Vermur has less than 18_ seconds until premature awakening.]
17_ seconds.
16_ seconds.
15, 14, 13, 12.
The systematic vouce boomed alarms in his already dying mind as Vermur's even more stubborn and stern conscious just had to act out in a situation like this.
11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5-
The systematic voice went on as it counted calmly and progressively in his mind. This akin to everything that's happened tk Vermur so far is very bizzare at the least bit of it, but... this time something truly felt 'odd' about this voice and its purpose.
As though he had no clue on what the voices purpose was what so ever. And the occurrence of this odd situation was something that he strangely and spookily familiar with. Like as if asking for something but forgetting about it not long after and receiving it much later. And so what had to be received wouldn't possibly be in its best condition because of its warn out body that might've have fought and stood and fell during the long search for its owner.
But this voice.
4.
The away it spoke.
3.
The way it addressed him.
2.
With a uniform and firm voice that would calm most normal folk and... with a deep recognition of its master. Master. What was a master? Was he one? Or was there something in him that him this voice's master?
Well, he really had no time to think as...
Crack!
Crack, crack, crack!
His bones started to fully give away to the weight of this behemoth's as his vision darkened.
"Haaah."
His final breathes were drawn.
"Heeeh."
And his life faded away.
1.
Or so he thought.
[Dream consciousness has reached 0.1% bellow regulation standard.]
[Final protocol initiating.]
Crack.
The voice suddenly came to haunt in his mind as the unbearable pain that shot all throughout his body gradually dug even deeper into his nerves.
His head was a typical black tomato as it had accumulated so much blood that one would really wonder how he is actually surviving this.
But even so, for some reason he smirked as a singular chuckle escaped from his swollen mouth as he said, "I don't... I don't know why, but..." he said as the beast's arm gradually wobbled.
"I feel... I feel... invigorated. I thought I could only... ngaaaah! Feel thiiiis!" He said as the beast's arm wobbled again.
"When I see beautiful things... whatever they are...?" He said as he pulled one arm out from underneath the claw if this beast which was still unfazed as it seemed to be sure that this occurrence was a final pitiful display of longing for survival of its already dead prey or could it be that....
Veemur plunged his left arm into the snowy the supported his struggle as he pushed himself up. Face bulging. Blood running even though blocked.
"Coooough!"
A mouth full of blood finally left his mouth as he had one eye(left) closed and the other(right) wide open with cracks of rocks that vividly pulsed in the vitreous body of his eye.
For he didn't care. For he had a new purpose aside from obtaining all that was beautiful.
And no, that wasn't his side quest of finding what everything and every word was no.
It was...
"But... but it seems- ahhhh!" He said as he lifted himself up just enough for his right arm to free itself and join in on the struggle for freedom as he added, "But it also seems that... apart from longing..." he paused as he now pushed himself up with the deadly weight of this beast that was surprisingly still unfazed by the whole situation occurring before its very motionless almost lifeless eyes that were drenched in darkness.
Its arms, it wobbled again but this time it didn't stop wobbling. It went and shortly intensified into shaking and shortly into violently wobbling and shortly into shaky struggle to put its prey back into rest. Did the not want him dead sooner? If so then it should have crushed him the moment it threw its claw on to Vermur. Which would have almost definitely killed him. Why though? Why not do that?
The beast had no time to contemplate on this as its pure gaze was focused on the prey that fought back. And the other question was... what kind of prey even fought back? The beast bewildered by this had the darkness in its eyes swirl a little. Almost accidentally. But why?
Did the beast not want to show that it wielded any emotion. No one truly knew that it could ever bare not even itself.
Soon its focus turned into frustration as the beast growled gently as if sighing in exhaustion as it then-
BOOM!
Pushed its arm further down. On Vermur. On the snowy ground that supported and broke and exploded upon this. But...
"It seems that apart from longing I have other reasons to feel like this-!"
He said as his body trembled not because he was struggling to keep himself the way was but because of the beast's arm itself was having an intense clash of pure strength against this boy. As scrawny and small as he was. He bore a strength almost akin to this beast's and so Vermur added, "And of them is-"
He said as he then inhaled. He flexed all that could flex in his body. Left loose what needed to move. And roared as he said, "Survival!!!!" And pushed himself up so much so that beast arm and its entire right side of its body flung backwards.
As Vermur got onto his feet as he roared with his bent slightly and with clenched fists and with head held up high, bulging with veins that pulsed violently as the flow in his body was finally set back to normal.
[Side quest completed.]
[Side quest; Make a realisation that surpasses your understanding!]
[Rewards shall granted are as follows.]
[Str(Strength):
[Agl(Agility):
[M.H(Mental hax):
[Wpn(Weapon):
[S.H(Style hax):
[Master Vermur has made a mid tier achievement!!!]
[Extra mid tier reward shall be granted in 00:05:00:26 hrs.]
"Huh?"
"Mid what? Reward? What is unlocked?"
"What's that sound in my head? Uhhhh so annoying!"
Vermur groaned as he banged his hands against his ears.
[Master Vermur has fully unlocked the first half of the 'First Reward'.]
[Would you like to take a look at your status window?]
"Uhhhh, okay, okay, okay! Will you stop talking in my head then?"
[Yes.]
"Okay just hurry up."
Tsszt!
"Uhhh! That's bright that's bright. You should'a given a heads up on the brightness of whatever this... thingy is."
[ Apologies. The status window's brightness is adjusted according to environmental conditions.]
[Setting it down to 36% brightness.]
The voice spoke and the brightness of the status window decreased as Vermur removed his hands from his eyes. His eyes fluttered a bit as his gaze then fell onto the window as they started to run across the information that was displayed upon it.
Vermur got more and more confused as his darted from left to right on the screen as he could read what was there. Every single clear word was legible to him but... Vermur bring him..m he-
"I don't get it... I don't get anything!"
Didn't understand anything much apart from the fact that he had a name.
"Hey, voice!"
[Yes Master Vermur.]
"What am I looking at right over here?"
[The status window, Master Vermur.]
[It displays all your character stats and information.]
"Information???" Vermur had no clue about stats but... ar least he had an idea on what information was and that he could not see.
So he called to the voice and instructed it to show him the information about him that he sought on this... whatever it is.
But bewildered to his surroundings. Poor Vermur forgot that he had a little friend around corner. And that friend...
"Hraaa...."
Was not happy with him. Or could it be jealous... that it's friend had been stolen by thin air. Or rather... its prey?