《TWIG - The System Can't Save Me, But It Can't Stop Me Either [a gamelit-portal-fantasy-poem by eric river]》Chapter 019 - Surely there aren't bugs out there with gods weirder than mine...
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CHAPTER NINETEEN
Surely there's aren't bugs out there with gods weirder than mine...
~
Meanwhile, somewhere far away from Twig and all he knew
An injured but still terrifying monstrous insect flew
As if it feared discovery by any living thing
Panic was apparent every time it flapped a wing
~ Name: Sting ~
Title: Portal Monster
Class: Venomous Bug [lv15]
HP
[45]
MANA
[13]
ATK
[65]
INT
[15]
DEF
[25]
SPD
[136]
Just a monster I forgot about until just now
How did it escape that fight with those guys anyhow
I didn’t mean to name it Sting, but I’ve no time to care
That boy’s demise is more pressing than some big bug somewhere
Sting had been a portal monster for his entire life
Flying around with a stinger sharper than a knife
Taking pleasure only in absorbing energy
From the foes it killed along with his big family
Never had he had a single thought of and kind
Instincts were the only thing that ever filled his mind
But in that recent fight where fierce attacks had been exchanged
Suddenly his view of battle had completely changed
Though he couldn’t speak with the bug face he’d always worn
If he could speak at all, he’d say his heart felt stretched and torn
All the instincts that he had were telling him to fight
But now some new sensation told him instead to take flight
He couldn’t understand what was now happening to him
Nor would he guess that it was due to some cruel god’s whim
All that he knew was that for the first time ever
He could understand things, and he understood ‘danger’
He flew with all the strength he had and then, another first
He felt the need to stop by a river to quench his thirst
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Why had he not thought before to drink water instead
He’d only ever thought to absorb lifeforce from the dead
And so the creature known as Sting took refuge in a tree
Mourning those he’d lost in battle only recently
Trying not to think but still unable to resist
The thoughts flowed through his mind and made his body writhe and twist
Through the night he came to terms with thoughts that were his own
And though he’d been by himself before, now felt alone
Until he heard to voices drawing nearer to the tree
He looked down at the trail beneath him very quietly
“I can’t believe another portal opened yesterday
That’s more than I’ve ever seen in just a single day”
“Indeed my friend, if not for your great swordsmanship and skill
Those monsters would have rampaged til nothing was left to kill”
“Do you think the king will order all of us to war?
There’s never been such demand for us heroes before”
“Yes, it’s possible, but it is not for us to know
We can only go where our king tells us we must go”
The men walked by the tree where Sting tried desperately to hide
So scared of what he heard that if he could, he would have cried
Those were humans, he had fought those types of foes and won
But now he could remember clearly all the things he’d done
If those people found him and they knew what he once did
They would hunt him down no matter where Sting ran or hid
Heroes were his enemies, but now he understood
Living off their corpses wouldn’t do him any good
He looked around the tree and realized that there was fruit
And suddenly he felt as though he’d stumbled on some loot
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He took a bite of one big apple, as big as his head
And knew he’d be happy to live off of these instead
System Message
Warning, a new species has achieved enlightenment
This is not a standard or predictable event
Since achieving sentience, the creature has evolved
The System must consider this uncommon matter solved
Sting stared at the blue screen just in front of him in awe
Not noticing the apple juice trickling down his jaw
Even though he knew the words he read, he knew not how
But if he had one, the words would have made him raise his brow
He stared with his big buggy eyes until the words were blurred
And was startled by the sudden chirping of a bird
Then, as he began to hope the excitement was done
The blue box vanished and was replaced by another one
Achievement: Adorable
Why hello there little one, I’ve seen no one like you
You are just the cutest thing, oh what am I to do
In a past life I kept bees, I just loved how smart they were
As a god I’d love to have you as my follower
A sudden increase in his stats cause Sting some mental strain
His intelligence very nearly drove the bug insane
But after he calmed the world was suddenly so clear
Though the strange god blessing him seemed like something to fear
~ Name: Sting ~
Title: Fuzzy Wuzzy Bee
Class: Big Bug [lv50]
HP
[45⇨ 111]
MANA
[13⇨ 83]
ATK
[65⇨ 178]
INT
[15⇨ 51]
DEF
[25⇨ 87]
SPD
[136⇨ 251]
I’ve been hesitating to bless anyone for years
But you’re just so cute that it might bring this god to tears
Other gods just laughed when I tried blessing bugs before
But who's laughing now, I have a mortal I adore
Sting felt many feelings for the first time right away
Fear and intrigue mostly, but it was quite hard to say
It bothered him to feel the message couldn’t be refused
But he understood best that he was feeling confused
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