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It was now morning, and I had learned a few things the night before. After I had killed the deer, I had then realized that I had no way of cooking the food, and as I didn't want to eat the meat raw, nor eat it when it wasn't skinned yet, I was in trouble. Sometime during my panic at what to do, I had made an idle thought with the word crafting in it.

Suddenly a somewhat transparent desk had appeared in front of me, scaring me as it hovered in front of me. It had no legs, making me wonder how it was hovering in place. I had begun messing with the desk, until it began to glow, making me hold a hand to block the sudden light. Once the glow had disappeared, I realized something was different about the desk.

The desk had gained a grid-like surface, covering almost the entirety of the left part of the desk. Attached to the upper right of the desk was a closed book, while on the lower right were a series of labels.

[Dismantle]

[Fuse]

[Merge]

[Cook]

[Brew]

[Destroy]

[Salvage]

The labels explained themselves, though I had no idea why Fuse, and Merge were there as weren't they the same? Anyways, moving on, when I had stared at the desk with confusion, I wondered what had happened and what I should do with the hovering desk in front of me. As I thought of my next action, my stomach growled just as I gained an idea. Picking up one of the carcasses, I hefted it up, not used to the weight and dropped it on the desk. Suddenly the Dismantle label began to shimmer, making me curious.

I pressed one of my fingers down on the label and marveled as shimmering particles surrounded my finger. As if by instinct, my finger slid to the right, leaving the label covered by shimmering light. I once more had marveled as the particles that had surrounded my finger surround the deer carcass, creating a sort of circle as the carcass began to shake. The body began to spaz as it began to glow. I had to look away, lest I be blinded by the light.

I looked back once the glow had dimmed, revealing something amazing. The carcass had been replaced by several items. Sitting on the desk was a pair of raw meat, a pelt resembling a deer, and a pair of antlers. My eyes had widened in both surprise and glee, as I looked at the items. Moving the items to the side, I placed the other two carcasses onto the desk, and repeated my action, being rewarded with four more raw meat, two more pelts, and four more antlers.

It was then that I had another problem. I didn't know how I was going to carry all of these items, as the meat would be contaminated if I put them in the sack, and even if I did, the meat and pelt, alongside the other items in the sack would weigh me down. As I had pondered on what to do, I had another idle thought, though this one was really just me thinking of synonyms for my sack. The moment I thought the word, Inventory, something happened.

A swirling like portal appeared in front of me, just about the size of my head. Being the curious man I was, I touched it, watching my hand slip in without any sort of pulling force. Wondering what was on the other side, I took a risk and poked my head through. What I found was rather strange, the portal lead to some sort of field. The field was rather bare, being entirely white, with a vast blank black sky. I left the field almost immediately, being creeped out for some reason. I then returned to the field again, when I had to store away the pelts, meat, and antlers.

Walking out of the pocket dimension, I noticed that the desk had disappeared, meaning that my presence is required for it to remain active. Mentally activating Crafting again, the hovering desk appeared without fail. Thinking a bit, I wondered what would happen if I tried to deactivate Crafting. No sooner did I think that the desk disappeared. I had blinked, surprised at that, and smiled, wondering what else I could do. Glancing behind me, the portal had still remained active, so after a brief thought of deactivating Inventory, the portal closed and disappeared.

Back to it being morning now, while I explained what had happened the day before, I had taken the time to open my Inventory and pulled out one of the stored deer meat, or [Venison] as I learned later on. Picking up the meat, I activated Crafting, before placing the slab of meat onto the hovering desk. Pressing a finger onto the label Cook, the meat began to shiver, before taking upon a red hue. Another thing I had learned the night before were the effects of each label.

When I used the Cook label, the item I was cooking would shiver momentarily, before becoming engulfed with a red hue. Like with normal cooking, it would take time for it to be fully cooked. Fortunately, however, unlike regular cooking, my method would take a tenth of the time it would normally need to be fully cooked. A few minutes later, a slab of cooked venison laid on the table before me.

When I had first seen the sight of cooked venison, my mouth was actually watering at the sight, yearning to devour it. I wouldn't do it though as at that moment, the book attached to the upper right corner of the table opened up, and began flipping through what seemed to be an infinite number of pages. Eventually, the pages stopped flipping, before flipping back towards the beginning of the book as writings and pictures began to appear.

On the very first page, a sketch of a guardless katana appeared, the name Training Sword appearing along with several details appearing beneath the name. The page then flipped, this time a sketch of a scarecrow with a target painted on it appearing, the name Training Dummy appearing along with its details. The page flipped again, with the sketch of a rolled up material with the name Leather, another with the sketch of Venison, before finally stopping on a page, the sketch of a piece of cooked meat, the name Cooked Venison appearing.

With the pages no longer being flipped, I was able to examine the details appearing;

[Cooked Venison] Cooked deer meat. It has a juicy texture and is recommended to be eaten with a mug of ale.
(Required)
*1x Venison

With the recipe now revealing the purpose of the book, I had begun reading the rest of the recipes the book contained. When I had finished, I closed the book and dismissed the crafting desk before eating the [Cooked Venison]. Once I had finished off the meat, I had let out a sigh of relief and almost immediately dropped, ready to sleep. I didn't try to resist its temptations as I drifted off.

I smelt something delicious, interrupting my thoughts as I stared down at the source. There laying on the desk was a slab of [Cooked Venison], ready to be eaten. Without delay, I immediately began gorging on the meat, savoring the smell and taste. A couple minutes afterward, I licked off the remains of the meat juices off of my fingers, before getting onto my feet, and preparing to head off. Turning away from the crafting desk that disappeared briefly afterward, I stretched a bit, before picking up my sack and beginning my walk towards the cluster of trees which I now firmly believed to be a forest.

My belief was strengthened when I began encountering lone bushes, each growing either red, blue, or green berries. I obviously stored the berries into my Inventory because I didn't want them to spoil, or on the off-chance that they are squashed and they stain the other objects in my sack. As I walked, I noticed a glint in the grass and managed to stop myself, lest I accidentally trip myself.

Leaning down, I picked up the shining item, which turned out to be a sword. Examining its sheath, I unsheathed the blade, with a sudden realization. The sword I held in my hand was a katana, a single-edged sword that was once used by the samurai of old Feudal Japan. I was lucky to find such a sword, let alone a real one at that. Glancing at the sheathe, I marveled at its design. From what I could see, the design was that of what seemed to be grass being cut down. Glancing at the blade, I found the edge to have a somewhat similar design.

"I suppose your name would have something to do with your name?" I wondered, staring at the sword, before sheathing it. "Well, I suppose, for now, I should give you a name, perhaps Grass Cutter? It would fit considering your design." I said, as I opened my sack, and tossed the sword in it. Closing the sack, I was about to continue on my journey, before thinking of something. Why did I put the deer pelts in my Inventory? If I was to encounter someone willing to buy the pelts, it wouldn't be good if they saw my ability to open a portal. It would most likely lead to trouble, one way, or another.

With that, I opened my Inventory and pulled out the pelts, before closing the portal and opening my sack. Dumping the pelts inside the sack, I finally continued my journey.

()()()

After what may have been an hour, I finally came across something other than grass. I managed to come across a dirt road, one leading through the now confirmed forest. Stepping foot on the road, I now felt my journey to glory, and greatness was finally going to begin. As I neared the forest entrance, I came across a pair of signs connected to a wooden pole.

Old'e Town|Southtown
50_Miles _|75_Miles

It seemed that the road I was walking on lead towards this town called Southtown. It would be best if I followed the road to Southtown then, as it would be beneficial if I were able to obtain more information on this land I walk on.

()()()

I've been traveling on this road for awhile and it was beginning to become dark. Veering off from the path, I made sure to leave a few markings on the trees so I could find my way back to the road should I get lost. Walking through the thicket, I found a clearing a few moments later. From what I could tell, it seemed to be a regular camping site, as I could see the remnants of a campfire. Looking around the clearing, I noted a small cave, its entrance hidden by plants and shrubs. If I can get rid of the plants, and make sure the cave is safe, I will have secured some shelter for the night, especially if it rains.

Now seeing as I have never gone camping in my life, I'll have to do what I've been always succeeded at so far...Improvising! Setting down the sack near the cave, I began walking around the clearing, picking up any dry twig or branch I could get my hands on. Once I had gathered a substantial amount, I walked towards the campfire remnants and placed the pile of twigs/branches next to it. Gathering any rock I could, I filled the gaps of the circle of the campfire, before picking up the twigs/branches and dumped them into the middle of the circle.

I had to move the wood around a bit, but eventually, I did it. I would have to light it later, when it becomes completely dark, until then, however, I should begin to cut the plants covering the cave entrance. Walking over to said cave, I took note of the large and numerous roots covering almost half of the lower cave entrance. The source of the roots belonged to an old tree, looking as though a slight breeze would be all it took to break it down.

Unsheathing my sword, I pressed the sheathe onto the surprisingly resilient bark, but wobbly support despite being supported by the numerous roots. Gripping both hands onto the hilt, I swung at the tree, a satisfying thud being heard. After swinging about maybe a dozen times, the tree finally gave out, falling and landing with a thud. When the tree was felled, it had come upon contact with another younger, and stronger tree and as a result, fractured and broke into multiple smaller chunks of wood. Walking over to the fallen trees, I picked up two of the wood chunks and grabbed a handful of leaves.

Walking back to the unlit campfire, I sprinkled the leaves onto it, before placing the chunks down. The sun was beginning to set, so I opened my sack, and pulled out the flint sitting near the bottom of the bag, and unsheathed my sword. After many failed attempts at lighting the fire, I finally managed to ignite the campfire with a stray spark. Putting away the flint, I sheathed my sword, and placed both hands over the fire, slowly warming myself.

I was beginning to relax until I heard a grunt behind me. Turning, I saw a bear enter the clearing, no doubt attracted to the campfire. It took one look at me, before getting on its back legs and gave a warning growl at me. In response, I scrambled to my feet and unsheathed my sword in response, holding it in front of me. The bear growled again, before getting back on all four. It then leaned back before rushing forward, intent on killing me no doubt.

Jumping to the side, I was just able to dodge, just as it swiped where I was just prior. The moment it finished its swing, it almost instantly swung its other paw at me, forcing me to block it with my sword, lest it rake its claws over my face. I gritted my teeth as I just barely, managed to push off the attack. Leaping back, I began examining the bear's body, hoping to find some sort of weakness. Unfortunately, the only thing I found that may be of use to me, was a scar located on the left of the bears' side.

Flipping my sword so I held it in reverse-grip, I dashed forward, the bear waiting in place, no doubt waiting for an opportunity. It followed my blade, and my path before jerking away, having seen my goal. Swinging at empty air, I only had a moment to blink before I was sent into the air by the bear's claw. I landed on the ground, a few feet away from the campfire, without injuries, unfortunately. Thankfully the armor I wore protected my body, though there was now a tear in the leather protecting my right arm.

Getting up to my feet, I began to panic, trying to think of something that may help me avoid death. Glancing at the campfire, I came up with an idea. During the attack, some stray pieces of wood had been scattered around the fire. Switching hands, so my right hand held my sword, I picked up a long and thick flaming branch. Gripping onto the wood, I prepared for another charge.

The bear wasn't keen on waiting again, so it began the next attack, rushing towards me growling as it did. I once more barely manage to dodge, swinging the makeshift torch at the bear, just managing to burn the tip of its fur. The bear merely growled in what seemed to be annoyance. I managed to leap back before it could swing at me. Looking at the bear, I could now see a batch of skin, the fur around it having been burned off. The bear followed my gaze, before giving me a glare. Getting onto its back legs, it gave me a roar, before dropping back to four.

With renewed confidence at finally managing to land a blow, no matter how little, I began running forward. The bear met my action with a swing when I was near. Ducking under the attack, I swung the torch upwards the visible skin, landing a direct blow against it. The bear let out a growl, before trying to swing at me again. Dodging to the side, I swung my sword, it glowing a faint yellow for some reason. The blade struck the bear, getting a cry of pain from the animal, as I jumped away from the bear.

When the bear had swung at me, I was forced to drop the makeshift torch, or I may not have managed to dodge the attack. I mention this because I suddenly found myself holding a book of some sort. It had a green cover and was rather thick, with what seemed to be iron trimmings. On the cover was what seemed to be two iron arcs side-by-side, going to the left. Underneath the picture was some sort of writing, resembling more of neat scribbles than anything else.

Finding myself strangely compelled, I flipped open the book with my thumb, before being overcome with a headache that disappeared just as it appeared. When the brief pain subsided, I realized I knew what the book was, and what it could do.

The book, or tome as its type is called, was known as Elwind, a higher-tier wind spell. It drew upon the mana in the air and manipulated it so it would form two arcs, before firing it from the caster's palm. The tomes pages were filled with runes, meant to guide the manipulated mana and help make the formation of the arcs much easier. The spell was activated when the writing on the cover of the tome glowed as it drew upon the energy of the rune-filled pages.

The caster who would use the spell had to do a few things before they could actually cast the spell. The first they had to do was stand upright and still, so they could help maximize the effect of the spell. The reason for this was that the spell would also connect with the palm of the caster so it could access the energy of the caster. In doing so, the caster could perhaps make the spell faster, or stronger.

I was momentarily shocked at the fact that magic existed in this world but had to quickly put it aside. The bear had been waiting patiently for some reason as if it had a sense of honor or something...That or my thought processors were much faster than I thought they were. I believed in the latter more because, after a brief glance, the bear didn't seem to be breathing at all.

Releasing a breath, I noticed the bear beginning to breathe once more, so that meant that whatever that was happening during my time reading the tome was done. Sheathing my sword, I glanced at the opened tome, before looking back at the bear. Taking a deep breath, I held my right hand forward, palm open. I imagined something traveling through my arm and focusing on my palm. To my amazement, a white orb with a green outline formed, just touching my palm. Looking at the magic orb, and the now charging bear, I released my breath and called out.

"Elwind!" As if waiting to be called, the orb shot forward, forming a pair of highly pressurized wind in the form of arcs. Seeing the wind arcs shooting towards it, the bear panicked, and tried to dodge, but failed. Its attempt to dodge resulted in a large gash right underneath the scar on its side, and having its left paw being severed, from shoulder to claw. The bear roared with pain at its loss over its paw, which I took advantage of.

I immediately shot forward, closing the tome, and unsheathing my sword. Leaping to the side of the bear where the scar and gash were, I struck at both. The bear roared in agony, as it turned and tried to swipe at me without losing balance. I was starting to feel exhaustion but kept slashing at the bear, running around it while leaving small to large cuts in its body. Eventually, after what seemed to be an eternity, the bear let out one final cry of agony, before slumping forward lifeless.

With the threat of the bear now gone, I dropped my sword as my arms fell limp. In fact, my entire body fell limp as complete exhaustion consumed me, making me fall onto my back. Gasping for air, I took many deep breaths, trying to steady my rapidly beating heart. Coincidentally I was next to my sack when I had collapsed, so I managed to open the sack, and began rummaging through its contents. Pulling out my waterskin, I opened it with limp arms and began to chug. After drinking bout half of its contents, I finally stopped.

After resting up, the warmth of the campfire helping, I managed to get to my feet. Glancing at the corpse of the bear, I limped over to it, before activating Crafting and began to try lifting the bear onto it, without success. After what seemed to be an hour of struggling, I managed to place the head of the bear onto the desk, before using the Dismantle label. The bear began to glow, before being bathed in a golden light. I looked away until the glow faded. Lying on the table was six large squarish chunks of meat, a bear pelt, about two dozen claws, and a knife.

The desk book twitched, before opening, flipping to an empty page. On it, information was being written as the sketch of some sort of knife-looking bone appeared.

[Bone Knife] An all-purpose knife made from the bone of an animal.
[Require]
1x (Carving Knife)
2x (Animal Bone)

After revealing its new information, the book closed. Looking at the knife with my newfound knowledge, I picked it up and examined it. It resembled one of those black-handled kitchen knives you would find in a knife set, except without the serrated edge. I wasn't sure what to do with the knowledge with making a knife from bone, so I decided to deal with it tomorrow.

With how exhausted and fatigued I was, I was surprised that I was still standing. Opening my Inventory, I stored away the meat, claws, and knife, before closing the portal and getting onto my back. I didn't care if it rained or not, all I cared about was getting some rest, the grass underneath myself making a rather nice makeshift bed. Gazing at the now starry night sky, I closed my eyes as I yawned. Blinking towards the sky, I wondered what I was to do tomorrow, besides getting this Southtown.

Letting out another yawn, I stretched a bit, before closing my eyes. I wondered about this newfound knowledge of magic and my predicament before drifting off.

Done.

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