《Re:ptile》Chapter 2
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The forest.
I’ve finally made it somehow.
My quest for meat is finally coming to a close.
Now I just need to find it…
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-2 weeks ago-
Meat, I need meat.
It’s been 3 days, and all I’ve eaten is moss. I’m growing sick of it.
I’ve been scouring the swamplands, searching for signs of life, but it seems I’m the only one alive here.
I didn’t want this day to come, but it has to be done.
I need to leave.
-6 days before leaving-
Yesterday, I gathered some rocks.
If I’m going to travel, I need a way to defend myself.
I will also need tools to deal with situations that might arrive.
Using these rocks, I can grind them down into the tools I need.
Based on my past experiences, I will need at least a week to prepare.
Nevermind the timing, I’ll need to start crafting these blades.
Hopefully I still remembered what to do...
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-4 days before leaving-
It took a while, but I’ve finished making the tools.
My inventory consists of a couple of daggers, a short sword, an axe, and some javelins.
I made some customizations to them too.
The daggers have been crafted with a slightly larger, flatter surface to act as a shovel as well, in case I ever need to dig.
The short sword is shaped similar to a katana, but is blunt on one side and sharper on the other, good for parrying, slicing, and whacking.
The axe… is a basic axe. Just smaller. I made it to gather firewood as I travel.
The javelins is a long solid piece of stone which is sharper at the tip. Its my preferential throwing weapon as it can also act as a spear. It took up the longest to make them.
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Now with my tools created, all I need is a bag to store them.
Thankfully, I learnt some weaving skills before.
The reeds growing by the bank was the best material I could find.
I had to cut it up into strips of roughly the same length and weave it into a flexible bag.
I also weaved a sheath for my sword and another bag for my javelins.
When I tried carrying all of the weapons, their surprising light for solid stone equipment.
I guess this species have super strength?
Well, it doesn’t matter for now.
Lastly, I made a tightly woven bag for storing water.
I also scraped out and put my remaining supply of moss in it to keep it fresh.
Better get ready to leave soon.
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-3 days before leaving-
I decided to spend the rest of my time training.
The next morning, I practiced wielding my sword as training to refresh my memory.
The sword feels light, and every stroke I make cuts through the air like its paper.
Since when did I become this good? I guess its because of my strength.
I also created an exercise routine to train my stamina and endurance.
I ran laps around the bank of the waterside, resting in it every now and then to cool off and catch my breath.
I’m also surprisingly good at swimming.
Guess its because I’m a croc.
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-Day of Travel- -7 days before reaching the Forest-
Its time!
I’m finally leaving my homeland.
I will never forget this place.
This was where I began.
I stared at my home for the last time and left.
I didn’t have a specific direction in mind. The waterside had a small river leading away from my home.
I guess that’s a good starting point.
Feeling refreshed from leaving, I jogged at a steady pace along the river.
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-6 days before reaching the Forest-
I’ve finally met a living being.
Well, to be precise, its actually an undead.
It was shaped like a pig on two legs. It carried a large axe and was easily twice my size.
The flesh hanging off its bones was so pitiful, it almost wasn’t worth killing.
I fought it anyways.
I was getting too bored, and gaining some fighting experience isn’t a bad idea either.
The bones can be used as materials too. I can fashion some sort of shield using some reeds and the bone from the limbs.
I drew my sword and dashed forth.
My target was its spine.
One deft strike was all it took, or at least it should have.
When I ran, I knocked some stones towards the zombie, which created noise and attracted it.
It used its huge axe to block the swing and counter-attacked, it downwards, hoping to crush my small body.
I rolled aside, swinging my blade as I dodged.
I managed to chip its left leg, near the knee but it wasn’t enough to weaken it.
I swiftly took out my javelin and threw it straight at its skull.
Direct hit!
The javelin went past the jaw and through its cranium, stunning the creature.
Taking this chance, I ran behind the zombie and swung using the blunt side of my sword.
The spine shattered and the zombie broke apart.
Its been awhile since I had a good fight.
Fighting on two legs as a croc feels weird. Maybe I should work on a four-legged stance.
I thought about this as I collected the spoils of the battle.
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-5 days before reaching the Forest-
Ugh, I don’t feel well.
Was it the zombie flesh I had eaten yesterday?
I sweared I roasted it properly and sliced off any severely rotten parts.
I took out my water sack to get a drink.
Eh? Why is there no water?
Oh crap, I forgot.
Moss absorbs water to grow.
Well, at least I have an increase of food…
I sighed and went to the river to drink.
Refreshing!
Eh? Is there something in the water?
I glanced into the water.
...What the hell?
Hey guys IAmTheKroc
This is a special release because its the start of my holiday~!
Since its my first time writing with a timeline, there may be some inconsistencies here and there.
Please tell me if you find any errors!
Also, the chapter is somewhat short cause the next one is coming out about 2 days later.
I'm still trying to learn the codes for making the boxes to list the skills, so give me a bit more time on that.
Last but not least, if you have ANY questions regarding the storyline, feel free to ask me in the comments.
Thanks for reading!
Peace
Edit 3/16/15: I tried editing a small bit of the text on my phone, but it screwed up the entire text. Fixed it promptly using my laptop.
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