Hey! This story is still alive! Now that I'm just following my heart (and laziness), I write whenever I want to!
Quote of the chapter~
"If you cannot defeat your opponent, then imagine one that could." -Archer, Fate/Stay Night.
Arc: Origin
Chapter II
There was silence.
Aaannnddddd, Helena broke through the silence like a grenade breaking glass... wait, what are grenades?
"Monologue_Master, it's time to get some more Carrots!" Helena shouted, which admittedly woke me up. Wait, why was I, in a bed? I don't remember being in a bed before, so why am I in a bed? This is confusing...
Well, time to get moving. Helena is waiting at me, with her hands crossed as always, and her eyes glinted a dangerous glare... Not exactly dangerous per se, but more like 'I am soooo going to kick you out if you don't do this!' kind of thing.
She had started walking towards her mini (microscopic I should add) farm of Carrots. Well, it would be needed to be called a Garden, seeing that she doesn't produce crops for a citadel.
And- Holy... Did she just open a fence gate without touching the gate itself?! That mind-powers is OP. I wish I got mind powers... I mean mind powers that could affect the outaide world, not internal monologuing. But either way, it's cool.
"Collect all the Carrots for me."
And, with great gusto, I had punched... and punched... and punched... and tripped because of my longcoat jamming in a carrot, but I got back up and punched... all the Carrots in her small, microscopic farm. In the end, I had collected more than 20 Carrots.
"Now give me 12 Carrots for this, sparkling Emerald." Helena ordered, or maybe more of negotiated as she brought out a sparkling, green rock named an 'Emerald'.
I gave 12 Carrots, and received the Emerald. The gem felt heavy, yet comfortable in my hand, cold, yet warm. The greenish hue reflected the sun's rays, and gave it a slightly blue-ish hue that could go unnoticed if one were not to observe the gem very closely.
It also felt important...
I couldn't help but ask, "What can I do with Emeralds?"
Helena turned to me with a quizzical gaze, her left eyes brow raised which made the unibrow slightly slant and replied, "It is used for purchases in kingdoms and villages."
"Thanks. That was informative." I said. Wait. Where can Kingdoms be found, anyway? I remembered Helena saying 'Don't keep your guard down until you reach a kingdom' or something along the lines. So once again, I asked, "Where could I find Kingdoms?"
Helena paused, then closed her eyes, possibly racking her memories. After a few seconds, she replied. "I believe there are four kingdoms, each in their own direction. Zepill is located south, Ocean Docks is located east, Lazuli is located north and finally, Exter is located west. Each of them is also a different biome. Zepill is a mountainous forest, Ocean Docks is obviously near an ocean, Lazuli is a arctic biome, and Exter is a stone-lava wasteland."
Now that I knew a rough location of all the kingdoms, what now?
Thankfully, it seemed that Helena was able to sense my lost-ness. "Well, now, you need to know a couple more stuff before I send you out."
"Okay. To get started, I believe we must start with the people you will eventually face. There are sub-categories of Crafters. I believe that they are Crafters, like you," Helena paused as she pointed at me, "Jibbermen, who have a scramble of letters and symbols for their names and speak out jarbled messes of noise, Hackers, crafters who have special abilities, and Griefers, who are crafters but likes making the souls of other crafters miserable."
I stared. That was quite a lot to take in. I am a Crafter, just an ordinary existence.
The rest of the afternoon has been spent teaching me how this world works.
"So... are you going to send me away now?"
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"Yes."
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"I guess this is goodbye?"
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"You could promise me to return, thought I doubt that."
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"Good bye."
"Farewell."
That was practically the dialogue between me and Helena. Shortly after, I had been sent away into the world, to be free! Well, I guess the payoff is a bunch of undead creatures after me.
And skipping time by a few minutes, and sprinting as fast as I could, I reached the edge of the Origin Zone. A white, almost invisible barrier was placed just in front of me. Tentatively, I stuck out a hand into the barrier. Nothing happened. As I pulled out my hand, something did happen. I was forcefully pulled into the other side of the barrier.
I was thrown into the air and landed on my head.
And why does this feel like some kind of story where a dude was summoned by a pink-haired magician to be a slave? And what's a magician?
Pushing away my thoughts before I become too absorbed in them. Groaning, I slowly stood up, then I checked my left arm, the sleeves disappear and revealed my current health. It was 9 and a half.
I observed my current location.
Location: Unknown, Position: Isn't that the same with the Location?, Significant Landmarks: MASSIVE mountain, bunch of tall trees.
I conducted a general truth. I was lost. And since the only thing that wasn't green that I could see was the MASSIVE mountain, naturally, I walked towards it.
This is going to take a while...
Welp, since all My Craft authors introduce their stories in short, fast bursts at the start, I figured to do so as well. Saves me some stress.
I also realized.
I am exception(ly baddddd) at Dialogues. I'm more of a world creating author! Not a person-creating author! Though, I'll try my best.
Inventory:
Mono: Wooden Sword {Lightly Damaged}, Wooden Axe, Clock, 1 Stick, 9 Wooden Planks, 2 Arrows, 1 Bone, 1 Rotten Flesh, 8 Carrots.
EXP: 1 Level (1 Exp, result of trading)
