Chapter 2: Nigga N Distress
Where the fuck I'm goin?
It was cool and all that I have powers and shit, but after gettin' over my excitement of my superhero powers, I began to process the unspoken fact about my position. The damn thing didn't tell me what world I would be placed in; I have a feelin' it must be some magical world cuz I have that magic energy called Mana.
Now, I ain't no damn fantasy nerd that knows about dragons and magic and shit, but I know enough. I couldn't bring that shit to school.
Niggas stole my damn Pokémon cards in Highschool, and I almost got jumped. I had to behave like a thuggish wannabe rapper, or I would have gotten my ass jumped for being a gamer nerd or a fantasy geek in a world where niggas aspire to be rappers or NBA or NFL players. In their eyes, I would be the nerd that's askin' to get ass raped.
"Yo, can you…help a nigga out and tell me where the fuck am I?" I asked out loud.
I waited…
And waited…
"WHY THE FUCK AREN'T YOU TELLIN' ME ANYTHING!?" I shouted angrily.
Still no notifications from the Gamer system.
I sighed and began to calm myself down. It seems like I'm on my own in till it tells me what I should do. If my theory that is a magical world is correct, then I need to quickly get the fuck out of the forest. The wilderness will almost always have ugly ass monsters that want to mug, rape, and murder yo ass.
The same shit can be said for Earth if a dumbass wants to walk around a mountainous area that has been stated to have mountain lions lurking through it. But this is different here, it won't be just the wild animals that will break yo ass in half.
Problem is I got no damn map or GPS.
I just need to find a road or trail and I should be good. I ain't defenseless, I got a magical gat and I can cast spells like a muthafuckin' African witch doctor without the need to collect bones and guts from people.
I held my gat tightly in my hands ready to fire as I explored the forest…
I don't know how long I was exploring, but it was startin' to get fuckin' dark and I haven't found anything other than birds and annoying insects; I didn't find any animals which was odd.
Whatever brought me back to life also gave me my wireless ear buds and smartphone. It was great in till I found out that I can't charge the fuckin' things cuz I didn't have my charger. Even if I did, where the fuck can I charge them at?
I found a cave in the forest that I decided to stay in for the night. Thanks to having a fire spell, I was able to make a campfire with no trouble. However, still havin' to sleep on cool dirt was fuckin' awful.
I couldn't listen to music cuz I didn't want anything to get the drop on me…like last time in L.A. So I sat my ass against the wall, my gat in hand ready to pump a muthafucka full of lead and fire if they turn up in my cave and attack me.
Still…
It wouldn't fuckin' hurt to listen to some music with the speaker on.
I turned on my smartphone and went to my list of songs. I picked King's Dead by Kendrick Lamar with Jay Rock, Future, and James Blake. I swear, the shit that Future rapped in the song still makes me laugh hot mess.
"La di da di da, slob on me knob. Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car. La di da di da, muthafuck the law. Chitty chitty bang, murder everything." I laughed as I rapped the verse, but quickly stopped when the blue TV screen suddenly appeared in front of me with the sound of a bell ringing.
The fuck?
[Skill Gained: Music System
Music System: Upon listening to any kind of music, you can 'store' it and listen to it at any time. You have the option using Pod Mode, where only you can hear the music, or Speaker mode where everyone around you can hear the music. The Music System can also be used for combat.
You can unleash a very loud version of the song you have selected that will be in the form of a shockwave that damages the enemy and will have a 40% chance of stunning the enemy for 15 seconds
Skills cannot be upgraded like the Slayer Arms and Spells]
Are you fuckin' jokin' with me? Listening to my tunes suddenly gave me the power to unleash shockwaves? Holy shit, is that what the Skills are? I do somethin' and it gives me an attack or ability based on the action I did? This is fuckin' amazing!
This Gamer power is absolutely fire. I thought I would need to kill a monster or collect EXP to earn Skills, but I can get Skills by just doing some mundane tasks and actions. I used the Skill to collect all my fav songs for the Skill.
I was feellin' pretty good after my discovery of the Skill last night, walking through the forest again with the mornin' sun rays shining down on me. My back ached from sleeping on the hard floor and I hardly had good sleep from being on edge and spent most of the night adding all of my fav tunes to the Skill; the incident of me being jumped and shot down was still fresh in my mind and I couldn't catch some sheep. I was paranoid with my finger on the trigger.
I ain't dyin' again.
However, I discovered that the Med-pack ability not only healed my aches, but restored stamina that I couldn't get any from my fuckin' awful night in the cave, but now, I felt refreshed and well-rested. I needed to find fuckin' civilization fast cuz I was startin' to get thirsty and hungry.
I could use my Med-pack to replenish my hunger and thirst since starvation and dehydration 'counts' as pain/wounded, but I only want to use it if I get bodied by a muthafucka in a fight. That and the Med-pack takes a while to charge.
I heard rustling in the nearby bushes and aimed my gat at it.
"Come out, muthafucka!"
"W-Wait, don't hurt me!"
A girly voice pleaded. The figure revealed itself and I was face to face with an angel.
I'm ain't fuckin' jokin' an honest to god ANGEL was in front of my face. This definitely did confirm that I was in a magic world and not a sci-fi one.
The angel appeared to be a little girl with long blonde hair that reached down to her ass, blue eyes, white wings, and a halo that was missin' a piece.
The angel wore a white toga, black shorts that looked too tighton her little ass, and a pair of sandals.
[Name: Crimvael
Species: Angel
Level 0: (See Broken Halo)
Health: 100/100
Occupation: None
Buffs: Elemental Protection (Highly resistant to elemental-based attacks) and Spectral Sight (Can see through supernatural cover)
Debuffs: Broken Halo (Level reduced to 0, is barred from using angelic abilities, and total strength, speed, and toughness are negated)]
Damn, the angel is weaker than I am.
"Who are you, little grrrl?" I asked the angel.
"Oh, m-my name is Crimvael, sir." She asked nervously. I lowered my gat; I swear a goddamn butterfly looks tougher than her, so I had no reason to use my gat.
"Names Tyrone, do ya mind helpin' a nigga out and tellin' me where the nearest town or city is?" I asked Crimvael.
"That's the same problem I have Tyrone."
She then blushed and looked down at the ground for a moment, but then her crystal-clear blue eyes met my brown eyes.
"Can I stay with you?"
"I don't-" I began, but the angel quickly cut me off.
"I-I mean stay with you in till I leave for Heaven. You see?" Crimvael pointed to the halo on her head.
"My halo has been damaged and I can't go back to Heaven in till it regenerates. I am very weak because of my broken halo, so can I join you? I know it sounds very selfish of me, but I need help and you look like a strong adventurer." She pleaded.
Crimvael eyed my gat.
"Especially with that strange weapon you have in your hands."
"Can't you call the other angels, or Jesus Christ to help you?" I asked her.
"They can't communicate with me because I lost my power and don't know where I am and who is Jesus Christ?" She asked curiously with a cute head tilt.
An angel who doesn't know who Jesus is…
Yep, that confirms that this is a magical fantasy world. I'm gonna bet my ass that the angels and demons won't be anything like the ones from the Bible here.
"Never mind. Anyway, I'll take ya with me homie." I smiled at her.
The little angel girl was weak and would be dead weight in a fight, no doubt about that. However, I don't know a fuckin' thing about this world and a guide to help me out and educate me about the society will be useful.
"Really? Thank you so much! I'm in your debt!" Crimvael gave me a cheerful smile and bowed her head.
"Cool, I wonder how a little angel girl got stuck here."
"Oh, and I have a confession to make, Tyrone…" The angel girl said nervously.
"Lay it on this nigga, don't be shy."
"I have…both." Crimvael blushed.
"Both what?"
"A boy part and a girl part…"
The angel lifted up the toga and I could clearly see the his? Or her? Ball sack and dick straining tightly against the fabric. Why in the fuck is the shorts so damn tight? Isn't that shit uncomfortable? I need mah BBC to breathe. The emphasis of the angel's junk was so damn obvious and in-your-face that I think the shorts was made out of fuckin' latex.
"So are you a boy, or girl?" I asked the angel.
"I may have both parts, but I identify as male." Crimvael replied.
"If you identify as a dude with both a dick and pussy, then why are so you fuckin' feminine lookin' Crimvael? Cut your damn hair into a buzz cut, wear a fuckin' t-shirt, and please for the love of god put on some goddamn pants! That shit you call shorts is makin' mah dick choke and replace deem hippie sandals with street shoes." I said with irritation.
"Oh, s-sorry. It's just the way I look, and the angels of Heaven doesn't see anything wrong with my outfit…" Crimvael said, sounding a little hurt.
"Anyway…" I sighed. I shouldn't be roasting a person that's gonna help me fit into society, so I decided not to go hard in the paint at Crimvael's appearance.
"Let's just get the fuck outta this forest and find civilization. Mother nature is pissin' me off." I walked off.
"W-Wait, don't leave me!" The angel femboy ran after me.
Still no sign of nothin' and it's startin' to grind my fuckin' gears. I couldn't listen to my songs using the system cuz I needed to be alert of any damn monster attack. The angel femboy was breathin' down a nigga's neck, being so damn close to me and lookin' very skittish as her-his eyes scanned the surrounding area.
I'm just gonna see the angel as a femboy; I ain't using that 'they' shit. Those niggas must have smoke too much crack to refer to a single person as they.
We heard trees falling and a loud roar through the forest, causing me to grip my gat tightly and the angel femboy suddenly grabbing my arm in fear.
"W-What was that?" Crimvael asked with fright.
I won't deny that I was one scared nigga.
This is gonna be my first monster fight and it sounded fuckin' loud and huge. It's knocking over the goddamn trees and these trees ain't small, pretty much tellin' me this monster was bigger than a fuckin' bear.
I got a big ass handgun in my hand and I can shoot fire, but even that I was still scared as hell.
[Quest: Rumble in the Forest
You are about to encounter your first monster. Survive this encounter and defend the poor little angel in till help arrives.
You have 60 seconds in till support arrives.
Success:
+Closeness with Crimvael is increased
+1,000 EXP
+100 Gold
Failure:
-Death
-Crimvael dies
Accept/Refuse]
Well, fuck.
I'm tryin' to run, I don't want this fucking mission!
I quickly discovered that the fuckin' 'Accept' button was locked in place and the 'Refuse' button was just teasing a nigga. In other words, I can't decline or runaway from this encounter.
"Look!" The angel femboy pointed to my side in fright.
I turned and saw a big ass fuckin' blue-skinned demon with red eyes that looked like it just crawled straight outta the pits of Hell. It had a human-like body that stood very tall, towering over the trees and it was ripped with powerful muscles of a bodybuilder. The damn demon had big ass sharp claws and horns on its head. I would have to say the thing was slightly bigger than an adult African elephant.
[Demon Beast
Level: ?
Health: 5,000/5,000]
Are you fuckin' shittin' me!?
I thought the first monster you fight is supposed to be weak!? Why is my first monster a fuckin' Boss level enemy!?
There's no way I can beat that. However, the mission did say that I'll get help later on. So it ain't about me killin' it, I just need to survive long enough to get homies to bail my ass out.
"Move cuz!"
"Ah!"
I pushed Crimvael out of the way as the demon swung its massive arm to slice us to pieces with its claws. We evaded it, but its claw easily destroyed some trees behind us. I unloaded my gat into the fucker's head.
-100 Critical
4,900/5,000
[Skill Gained: Skull Buster
Your guns will always deal critical damage when landing head shots]
Holy shit, I'm weak if getting head shotted by a .50 Cal round didn't do shit to it…hell, that was a fuckin' critical shot too…
I have a big ass Desert Eagle that can shoot .50 Cal bullets, but it's unfortunately a damn pea shooter to what I'm up against. I'll need a damn rapid firing rocket launcher that shoots anti-tank rockets to deal with this god forsaken thing.
55 Secs…
The monster turned its attention to me and began to chase after me. Crimvael was against the tree cowering like a little bitch. As much as I wanted to yell at the angelic femboy to help me, I almost forgot that Crimvael is weaker than I am, and he doesn't have a weapon. The fuckin' demon would pretty much kill him in one hit.
45 Secs…
The demon wasn't that fast, it was kind of slow. Evading it is top priority because I may be stronger than Crimvael, but this fuckin' thing will still kill me in one or two hits. It's fuckin' health bar is massive compared to my tiny ass 150/150 health bar. I just need to keep dodgin' and wait for support to arrive.
35 Secs…
I used my fire spell to hurl a fireball at its face when the monster attempted to take another swipe at my ass.
"Catch these hot hands, nigga!"
-10
4,890/5,000
Burning for -2 damage every second for 12 seconds.
25 Secs…
The monster was burning but it was still fuckin' comin' for me, however, thanks to the muthafucka catchin' heat in its eyes, I fucked up its swinging claw and made it miss me.
I ran my ass away as it followed me, but it seemed to have got bored of me and turned its attention to the angel. Crimvael was still in the same spot as the monster began to advance towards him while the helpless little angel shook in fear.
15 Secs…
Shit, so close!
"Hey, leave the holy femboy alone muthafucka!" I shouted and shot more bullets at the creature. The bullets struck its back, but none of them landed a headshot. It growled and turn its attention back to me.
I tried to run away again, but to my utter shock, it grabbed me with its powerful claw. What the fuck? It was lumbering around like a fat bitch tryin' and failin' at doing a marathon, but now the muthafucka suddenly became as fast as a damn running cheetah.
It was fuckin' with us this whole time, like a cat playin' with a captive mouse…
The demon held me up to its face and snarled at me.
5 Secs…
"Why the fuck won't you DIE!" I shouted as I shot the demon in the face with both my handgun in my right, and my fire spell to my left. But the creature took my blows like a champ and growled at me; I ran out of bullets and Mana and was depressed over the fact that going all out only made it drop to around 4,300. The fucker grabbed my right arm and broke it, causing me to scream out in pain and dropped my gun.
-120
30/150
Warning
Health Low
"T-Tyrone!" Crimvael yelled out my name.
0…
The demon opened its mouth wide and was about to bite my ass in half, but an arrow that was glowing green with this strange ass power suddenly whizzed past my damn ear and stabbed it in its eye.
2,532/5,000
Oh, sweet sugar honey iced tea! I'm fuckin' saved! A single arrow did that much fuckin' damage to it!? Going hard in the paint didn't do shit to it.
Fuck, I'm so weak if a single arrow dealt more damage than me hitting it with bullets and fire blasts.
The monster screamed in agony and reeled backwards, dropping my ass to the ground.
"Go get him Stunky!"
"I'm on it!"
I heard voices behind me and turned to look. I saw a man wearing a brown cloak with a sword in hand running towards the demon.
[Name: Stunk
Species: Human
Level: ?
Health: 25,000/25,000
Occupation: Adventurer/Prostitute Connoisseur]
Prostitute Connoisseur?
Does this nigga go from brothel to brothel to rate what girl sucks, slurps, and fucks better?
All I know is that I'm just glad to be saved. If the muthafucka wasn't plain' with us this whole time, the angel femboy and I would have died. Well in my case, it would have been a second death. How fucked it would have been to start life anew and get a clean slate, but you bite the dust day one.
Shit's got a nigga fucked.
I crawled away from the nigga named Stunk as he fought the demon, using my last Medpack to heal my fucked up arm...