《Nelvinus》Volume 1 - Chapter 2 : Reincarnation Part 3
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“huff…. The pain has finally gone” the memory causing me to feel this pain. I don’t know what causes it but most likely the memory was being broken by something or I need to find the other piece of it.
I think I should move out from thus place. There should be road ahead I think hopefully.
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“Ha…. Ha….” (Author Note: I can’t think what the right dialogue for heavy breathing: p)
Where the heck I am?!
It has been whole day walking nonstop searching a way out from this thick forest. And, I need food and water, my stomach started to growl like a wolf howling at the red moon. (Damn I don’t know the right metaphor to describe a growling stomach) Wait… the little girl had mention about a new skill she gave me which is called [Right Eye of The Warrior]. I think I should check what this skill does.
Right Eye of The Warrior
This passive skill is activated when the user wielded any weapon. Upon activation, User of this skill will gain extra health and mana. Other than that, the skill will change the user right eye to gold color.
Basically, it will give me an advantage upon wielding my weapon. So, the question is where is my weapon? Or do I need to buy it?
Ah…. so, freaking hungry. I need to find a way out from this forest quickly. Let me see my status.
Name: [REDACTED].
Classes: None
Races: Human
Gender: Male
Blessing: None
Level: 1
Age: 21
Health: 10/40
Mana:10/40
My health and mana seem to be low. It might cause by my fatigue and, I still don’t have a name.
The day started to black out as the sun came down, and I am here still walking around searching for a way out and yet I can’t find it. Hmph.
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Its already night, and yet here I am in the middle of nowhere.
Is that road?! Fucking finally…... hmm… I don’t which way I should take, left or right? Let’s see…. Damn. Never thought it will be this hard to pick which way I should take. Just pick the right Goddamnit my instinct said…. Welp the right it is.
Left right left right left right. Ahhhhhhh where the fuck does this road lead to. My freaking leg started shaking after all this walking…. Hmph. I hope this road does not lead to a dead end.
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After a few hours of walking through hell, finally I have reach somewhere…. It was a huge gate; I think It was a kingdom. There is guard who garrison the wall and there is also guard who barricade the gate to enter this place.
As I approach the gate, I was stopped by the guard who secure the gate.
“Hmm, you may enter”
The look of the guard terrifies me, the look like will kill me any second right now.
Thank you, I guess?
Now time to enter this gate. Finally, I can eat and drink. It has been two days I don’t eat or drink anything. Wait, I don’t have money …. How do I get money in this kingdom? The little girl who revive me and gave me power said this is a fantasy world, I think. I guess there is adventure guild I can join to work for.
It was a beautiful kingdom indeed; the road was being decorated by the small trees and beautiful flower. The people here seem to be nice, maybe try to ask them the way should be no problem. Ah, that guy maybe he knows the way to adventure guild located.
“Hello, you there, may I ask where the adventure guild is here?”
“Foreigner eh? It’s just Infront there.”
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