《Soul Sequences》 Burning beginning Shaila was always quiet, but now she wished she didn''t have to be, she was... she survived school and she liked understanding how and why things worked. All the things that she knew had been shattered, she''s considering why the world still worked and how. she had always thought that she could finally be happy whenever she finished school. That was what she thought originally but that wasn''t exactly true. If only I was just a little faster! She thought in anguish. Her daughters, Emma, and Evelynn, weren''t any older than 3 months, and their house''s yellow, peeling walls had already crumbled to ashes, and she couldn''t do anything anymore. The comfortable wood stove with the rusted edge where she always spilled everything on was nothing now. Shaila and their little house, was no more. Her husband, with his goofy, lopsided smile, would have to run the family by himself now. Oh, but here I am, complaining about being helpless. Mr. Smart cat better not have lost his other eye when I threw him. Shaila had been a mother of twins with a silly, yet surprisingly responsible husband, Martin. They had been living in a rickety old house for a few years after Shaila had graduated. The couple had settled down and Shaila had twin daughters. Several months later they had settled back down from the chaos of being a brand new family, first children, and new home. Later, Shaila had burnt some food in the kitchen. That wasn''t the problem until her pink, plaid apron caught fire, she quickly ripped her now ignited apron off and threw it up in the air, where it brushed the cabinets and fluttered smokily towards the worn wooden tiles. Shaila struggled to stamp it out. A minute later she successfully stamped out her apron, only to look over at where the growing heat pricking her back came from. She saw a campfire-sized fire, slowly and hungrily climbing up her wooden cabinets, eating and discarding her house without a second thought. Shaila who had been startled at first started to lose her grit, she called 911 and tried to douse the flames with a large pitcher of water. It seemed to work, but it wasn''t going out. Nervous and disoriented she went to her little girls'' bedroom to get them out before stopping the fire. Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! She burst into the door to see them sleeping soundly, surprisingly. Shaila carried them gently yet tense and headed out the front door with a grim, ghostly look on her face. She laid them on the grass and looked back at the house with a sense of longing and sorrow. She stared at the attic and the hairs on her neck prickled. The attic window was being scratched at by something. . .oh no... her expression went from dim to grim. She hadn''t rescued her cat, who was still trapped in the attic for sleeping inside the fridge on top of the lasagna.(They had not the slightest clue as to how he got there, Martin said he probably just opened the fridge door, but how could a cat as old and Shaila started to consider her options. Go in and risk your life for a chance to make it out both alive, which could end her and her cat, or stay alive and guarantee that you live and the cat most likely dies. Shaila looked at her phone, 911 still hadn''t picked up and it would probably take longer to actually dispatch a team, and even more time to come here, and then the time it took to extinguish the fire. 911 was not an option to save anyone else who was still in the house, which wouldn''t be one much longer. It seemed like an obvious question with an obvious answer to many, especially because the cat was not only old, but very odd. he had lost an eye from an illness when he was a kitten and his right hind paw wasn''t in good shape, but what was strange was his personality, he acted almost human. To her surprise, her legs moved jaggedly towards the house, without her permission and for a moment she wasn''t even controlling herself, but she knew that it was her. deep down, she couldn''t let him go. Not yet, he had endured college with her. She couldn''t let her comrade who endured getting his back soaked in tears when Shaila couldn''t handle it, he never ever bit her, not once. he was one of a kind. She burst open the door and was hit with a wall of smoke. It burned her eyes, she covered her mouth with her shirt. She made her way towards the door up to the attic. You can''t leave me yet! You didn''t wait for me to get the money for your- her train of thought stopped for a moment as she held the door handle and it was locked. She thought quickly for where the key was. Dashing down, the flames roared quickly and unpredictably. She made it to her and martins room and burnt her hand as she opened the door. "Ouch!" She opened the drawer where the key was located and grabbed it. It was very hot. Shaila grabbed a nearby piece of cloth (which turned out to be a sock) and wrapped the key in it. She scrambled up the stairs and carefully placed the key in the hole as to not burn herself. She scorched her fingers again as she twisted the key. When she saw what was inside the attic and what the fire was doing, Shaila nearly lost herself in fear. The end...? Already? Shaila unlocked the door and almost tumbled in but she caught herself at the last minute and saw her cat, he was on fire, buried under a pile of fiery debris, and a note that said ''you''re fired!'' In strange handwriting was flopped on his head (which was also on fire) She dropped her phone and dug through the burning debris, scorching her hands in the process and grabbed her poor cat. A loud pop made her eardrums cry red tears. As she still struggled to get him out she turned her head to look where it came from and saw one of the pillars that held up her roof lose a flaming chunk near the bottom of it, it started to make awful noises as it continued burning and breaking. oh, oh no, oh nononono! She screamed.Tears started streaming down her cheeks as Shaila started thinking really hard as she dug: The pillar would break, and the other pillars would have to carry the weight that the broken pillar carried, usually that would mean that they would also start to break because they couldn''t hold the weight and eventually the whole house would start to collapse. She didn''t think she would have the time to make it back down and out of the house, ''but I can try for a window, and if worst comes to worst, at least one of us will make it out.'' shaila thought with a sad smile as she finished digging him out. She looked for the nearest window "sorry, this is going to hurt " shaila whispered. She lost her voice by screaming too much. She picked up her cat by the scruff of his neck and tried to get to the window, her legs got really wobbly and weak, urgh, we might not make it and there''s too much smoke... A moment later she looked at the window and the projectile-i mean cat in her hand... The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation. She hurled him at the window. Shaila fell to her shaking knees as she heard the shattering glass, then tried to stumble towards the window. I barely made any progress when my arms and legs gave way as I started coughing and sneezing and choking on the scalding smoke that was still building up, not enough was escaping from the window and I had inhaled too much of it. I tried to crawl closer to the window and my head started spinning. This time it wasn''t from thinking really hard, but from the increasing heat. Unfortunately that''s when the pillar decided to crumble, right on top of the scorched, scarred, charred, parched me. It hurt!!! It hurt so bad. Dying is so painful!! You should never try to go by getting crushed by a burning house, or at all, it''s really painful. As i was getting burnt and crushed in my own home I had a strange feeling that I couldn''t put my finger on. As the pain started getting numb, a flame fell right in my eye. That hurt a lot, I think it was a burning stick? It hurt, but so many other things hurt (like my now pitiful charring legs) that I honestly couldn''t worry about it that much anymore. "I caused my own death" I heard myself cry "Are my daughters-" I started choking either on my own words or the smoke, and my eyes were burning from either the smoke and/or my sorrowful state so I couldn''t even try to shed tears "are my daughters okay?" Those were my last words. Or so I thought they were. Correction: those were the last words I spoke as my original self. , A New Once Upon a Time I finally woke up. Or, at least I thought I did, instead of bright, pearly gates I saw nothing-just nothing . I can''t even describe well where i am at all. Imagine you were put into a bowl, and then your senses were.. taken from you? I could find myself but i couldn''t exactly see. Yet i could feel everything around me, I was fine with it. Until the pain kicked in. It had to be pain, didn''t it? It had to be the burning, ripping, excruciating sensation of limbs getting crushed and then smushed back together, smash, smush, and repeat, it was horrible and I blacked out in the middle of my neck getting crushed. I don''t know how long I was out for, but I woke up to more pain and it was even more excruciating than before. I wanted to scream so, so bad but I couldn''t, I couldn''t utter a sound. Much worse, I couldn''t move or see anything anymore. The pain finally stopped and In my head I sighed with relief. I could finally move my limbs a little, but it was like i was swimming in a fishbowl. I couldn''t see but I could still hear, but for a moment, I couldn''t do anything. Just as fast as I lost every single sense it was blindingly bright and I could breathe again, I tried to yell for Martin, Emma and Evelynn but I couldn''t. The only noise I heard come out of my mouth was a cry. Not a battle cry or a victory cry or any useful cry, a baby cry. As soon as I was blinded by the light I was pressed against something, and warm, sweet strength dribbled into my mouth. instinctively I started sucking and after so much pain I wasn''t even paying much attention to my surroundings, Turns out i am not as lucky as i thought. "A?? , $#€''s $? ?ut€! L¨¬€f, w#@t ?h?¨¹?? w€ n@m€ h€r?" I heard a sweet calm voice say, right then and there I realized what I was pressed up against and I immediately stopped and cringed in regret. When I stopped my face was wiped with something that to my knowledge felt like a knit cloth. A few moments later a different more squeaky voice that sounded like a little boy say "????!" The lady that was holding me said "????+ ?d?a $@g?! ?¨±t ? w??t¨ºd L¨¬€f t? h??p t??. ?ka? ?w¨¨¨¦t?¨º?" "?ww... ?ka? m¨¹mm?.." this is when i passed out. " D??d¨º??¨®?, ???? ¨©? ? g¨°¨­d ??m¨¥, wh? d??''+ w? ?¨¹¨ª?d ?? ¨ª+ a¨½d ca?l h€r ?€g??¨ª??" "?€? ?t''? p¨¥rf??t!" I had not a single clue to what they said, as I was almost asleep, but as soon as they said that last part I.. learned what it was like to be a helpless little baby. I had no bladder control at all, and that meant that I couldn''t hold it and I learned how awful a messy diaper was. I couldn''t even see very well, but my ears heard almost everything, but they kept getting hit on everything and I don''t know if you know this, but hitting your ears on things at a fast pace hurts, really badly, i mean it hurt really really bad like a hammer hitting your pinky toe times 3. Either that or I was hyper sensitive to whatever I could do in this state. I also slept a lot. It was hard to stay awake for very long because I was so small. Honestly it was pure torture... Okay, it didn''t necessarily hurt and I wasn''t actually tortured, but it was still awful. Anyways I slept with my... parents?.. i''ll call them my parents for the sake of simplicity. They placed a oval bowl shaped piece of wood on top of a larger block of wood and that was my "cradle." I had a blanket that looked like grey to me, but everything seemed grey, but it smelled like vegetables and was surprisingly soft, I was usually wrapped in it and sometimes when I was still wrapped they would carry me around the house, I couldn''t pick out that many details and I couldn''t see much, but I did see a table in a dining room and i was shown the kitchenette, they had a ''stove'' that looked like a fireplace, it had a door and burners, but the fire all came from a rock that looked grey to me but i hear my mother say something that to me sounded like "0ra?g?, ¦£??¦® H?T." i had no idea what she said, but i knew it was a language of this place, but it smelled like it was a wood burning stove, how nice, a wooden wood burning stove, that won''t kill us at all. They didn''t have a fridge, but they hung various herbs and veggies on a wall. They also didn''t have a sink, but they had a barrel full of what I assumed was water and a tray with what I guessed to be soap. When I became 5 days old I was washed inside it, thats when i learned that there was a hole in the ground where the water drained to when they were done. I was rarely left unattended. But when I was, it was when my father went out and my mother cooked something in the kitchen. I could smell it all the way from my cradle. Then after she finished cooking she would come back to me and.. feed me. It was really embarrassing but I can''t eat anything else and I couldn''t tell her that, and.. it actually tasted good and I couldn''t even stop myself from eating. I was fed a staggering 12 times the first day I.. er.. came here. Anyway after being fed I usually fell asleep and she and my brother would sit and wait for my father at a table that looked a lot like a stump, except it was the size of a 6 person round table. I longed to eat there instead of with my mother, but i also had no teeth, much less any words to tell her that i wanted to eat something else or do something or anything, I couldn''t tell them much of anything yet This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. . The Status Window I am now at least one week old, judging by the light that came through my window waking me up and lulling me to sleep. I think it was the sun but I couldn''t be sure. I barely sleep long, sometimes it feels like I only slept an hour but each time I wake up i feel refreshed, as if I slept a whole night. My poor mother looks more and more tired each time, i feel bad for her, but I really can''t last very long without being fed.. but today after feeding i was laid immediately in my crib instead of being played with. I was fine with it, but it was boring in the crib. I sighed and closed my eyes. As i was trying to force myself to sleep, i saw a rectangular blue screen (that was very important because i didn''t see many other colors besides grey, grey, dark grey, grey, and light grey.) and it looked like a game screen or the ones in the level up novels and webtoons. [Why is that here?] i thought confusedly. [I guess reincarnation is a little more believable than that, but perhaps i am in a novel or webtoon? Hi camera?] I shuddered as I remembered how many novels I''ve read and laughed at. [were those all real people too?? I''m sorry for laughing at them! I''m sorry for whatever wrong I did!] I calmed my thoughts and started telling myself that I was probably wrong and that I should focus on the screen that had wonderful colors and wasn''t grey.
Name : Begonia Featherdasher (Shaila) Species : Female Treetop Elf (newborn) Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. Age : 1 week (7.2 days) Stats : health-2 strength-0.1 stamina-0 magical potential-6/10 defense-0 soul strength-11/10 namol affinity-0.8/1 Skils : [whine] [cry] [charm] [inspect] [magic bottle] Titles : [Reborn], [Hero]
[Oh my goodness I think I got put in a video game] I was so shocked my mouth was as wide open as a one week old baby girl.. no, baby elf could. I didn''t know this but my brother toddled into the room and was staring at me like I was crazy. I guess he couldn''t see the screen? I stared at his direction, I couldn''t see him very well but I could tell he was there using other senses, i still couldn''t get used to how terrible my eyesight was! Hmm, in the comics I remember you could interact with the screen. [maybe i could do that too?] I couldn''t really move my body how i wanted that great. I couldn''t even kick my legs or move my arms that good, much less my neck, so I hoped I didn''t have to touch it to try and do things, so in my mind the only thing I could try to do was just to will things to happen and hope for the best. Here goes nothing! i imagine myself touching the blue screen and it worked!
[Whine] (Skill) To produce a sustained, high-pitched, plaintive sound, as in pain, fear, or complaint. Used to protest as a gesture that you do not like something. Hint: try using [whine] and [cry] at the same time to create the skill [¡ö ¡ö ¡ö ¡ö ¡ö ¡ö ]
[Oh sweet! It has definitions and everything!] Status Window Part 2 Okay. So i had a status window, and since i can''t really do much, I guess I''ll just play around with it. [lets see here...] ____________________________________ Name : Begonia Featherdasher (Shaila) Species : Female Treetop Elf (newborn) Age : 1 week (7.3 days) Stats : health-2 strength-0.1 stamina-0 magical potential-6/10 defense-0 soul strength-11/10 namol affinity-0.8/1 Effects : returner''s fever, muscle weakness Skils : [whine] [cry] [charm] [inspect] [magic bottle] Titles : [Returner], [Hero] ____________________________________ [okay, my stamina and defense are ZERO and my skills look useless! That''s not fair! I''m a.... right... I''m a baby. *sigh* but my strength is a little better. Oooh! My magical potential is six out of ten, I think that''s better than nothing. What is soul strength?] I imagined myself touching soul strength and then the system rippled and I saw it change to explain what soul strength was. ____________________________________ [Soul Strength] (Special stat) Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. The ability to summon souls and spirits and control them, (not like a necromancer, as only you can see them) usually it is used for guidance and enlightenment. this ability is very useful and most people can''t even use it, (most people have 0/10) Hint : try summoning Leafsage Featherdasher and ask him about the chickenhawk to understand your last name ____________________________________ [what the.. i guess I''m a necromance- er.. i mean spirit summoner? Anyway, whats this? A hint? Ask him about a chickenhawk?? What even is a chickenhawk?] i pondered that for a moment. Then i realized that a little child was still there staring at me and then where he thought i was staring at. I gave him a quizzical look to the best of my ability. I have been working really hard on my facial muscles and moving my arms and legs and head and basically everything that I needed to function by myself. Unfortunately I still was unable to get up, much less crawl... but so far I have been focusing more on trying to move my legs from the knee down. {this is embarrassing to look back on, but i was really really proud of myself for this} I was also able to wave my arms around, definitely not with precision, but mostly all of my movements have little to no precision. Anyway, back to the system. [I think I want to figure out what namol affinity is, or maybe my title? Bah I''ll pic- ¡¹ My mother came in and took me. I came back to looking at the screen after being changed, fed and practicing moving again. Mostly my arms this time. (but I practiced with more vigor than usual!) ____________________________________ Name : Begonia Featherdasher (Shaila) Species : Female Treetop Elf (newborn) Age : 1 week (7.3 days) Stats : health-2.1 strength-0.3 stamina-0.2 magical potential-6/10 defense-0 soul strength-11/10 namol affinity-0.9/1 Skils : [whine] [cry] [charm] [inspect] [magic bottle] Titles : [Returner] [Hero] ____________________________________ Ooooh my strength is different! Okay now im going to look at whatever namol affinity is. Im reeeally curious about this one! ____________________________________ Namol Affinity (Deity connection) Namol, the deity of Rebirth, took an interest in you and your intellect, as well as your good deeds. So as a reward it gifted you with ¨€ rebirths as well as me! The System! My actual name is ¨€ ¨€ ¨€ ¨€.. that got censored too? Aww, oh well. ____________________________________ The system is alive? Okay, maybe more like sentient.? That''s interesting but the amount of rebirths? I am going to be reborn after this too? I don''t even know how many times I have to be a baby? Wait it just said rebirth, would i not always be a baby? Well I guess I can''t focus on that because I''m in the middle of a rebirth right now... but I can''t do much of anything else anyway so I may as well. Say i only get 2 rebirths, this one and the next one, then it''ll be over soon, but do i want it to be over? What do i want? I use my hand to scratch my tiny chest and neck, something inside me felt odd. The baby gym I pondered that for a while and then i gave up and focused on moving, it felt like I couldn''t make any progress, but i kept trying. Tenish or so minutes later my mother came in with a new blanket and kneeled down for a moment. I stared at her as she laid a blanket on the floor, she looked up and smiled at me, then got back to putting something together. I rubbed my neck. A couple minutes later she called out "L¨¬€f! €¨‘?? ??¡Î? ?? ???¨p ?? ¨p ? ??? ???? g? ?? ???? ?€g???¨ª?!" I don''t have a hundred percent certainty about this, but i think L¨¬€f is my brother or my father, more likely my father, but i know it''s not my mother, I''m sixty percent sure her name is ????????????, but it might be what the little boy calls her: ?¨¹???. My father came in the room carrying two sacks made of.. leaves? I couldn''t tell very well. He dropped them on a table and they all fell to the floor with a clang as he came over. I was watching them so intently that I didn''t notice my expanding dizziness or my eyelids betraying me. I fought it and kept watching, they were.. spinning-no...making something.. interesting. . . for somebody. . . . . . . Snoree .. . . my body betrayed me... . I feel cold. . . . . Zzz????. . . : ? . Dandelion''s pov (before above events occur) I bought a baby gym today when i went out with my little sage, I guess I can''t call him little anymore, he''s a big brother now! Im not panicking, i am not panicking! We brought it home along with the groceries, he carried two of them all the way to our Panpolli, Taiya. (The picture is bad but it''s there to get my idea across. It may change later, and most critters (probably) won''t get their own drawing, also just in case you''re wondering, the Panpolli in the picture is Taiya.) ? A Panpolli is a mix between a bird, a horse, and a bear, they have very different personalities and usually have the body shape of a horse, feathery bird wings, and the tail and muscles of a bear.Panpollis come in many different colors, mostly along their wings down, and splotches on their faces. Their wingspans and their colors are determined by which bird they derive from. (Taiya comes from a blue jay. Another unique thing about panpollis is that the boys have unique antlers. Our Taiya is a very funny girl, and very strong, in fact, she''s so strong that she''d be disappointed if we didn''t bring back enough groceries for her to pull in the Aircart. An Aircart explains itself, a cart pulled through the air. Anyway, me and sage bought a lot of food and baby stuff as well as enough hay to last a week to weigh the cart down for Taiya (it doesn''t work if i bring weights with me to weigh it down, I''ve tried and she gets disappointed and flies slowly.) "Taiya, is this heavy enough for you?" I ask as i pat her furry cheek. "Guwooari!!" She brayed and nodded her head and waggled her stubby tail. she always looked so cute when she did that! I snuck her an apple and pressed my forehead to hers. Here goes nothing. I imagined the way we usually go home to show her where to go, she stomped her hoof twice to tell me she understood where I showed her. I put sage in and he seemed ready. I hopped into the Aircart and closed the doors to keep the groceries in and I sat next to sage as Taiya took off through the forested marketplace to the "treehouses." I don''t mean those little sheds built in your backyard tree. By treehouses i mean a tree that''s been hollowed out into multiple different houses. My family was lucky to get one with a large branch already near the door to make a stable for Taiya, most elviole (people, but elf) had to either build a front porch or climb down to a stable to rent a Panpolli to go anywhere, some trees had carved ladders or staircases for the residents to use, but most didn''t. Taiya landed and i got out and helped her park the Aircart, then me and sage unloaded the hay, giving Taiya her lunch and hiding an apple in it I had lief unload the rest and I brought in the baby gym. I''m not sure if our daughter will like this but she is still only a little over a week old, so she may change her mind if she doesn''t like it. I''m doing great, I''m not panicking and it''s going to be fine. I tried to calm myself to no avail and I resorted to doing things, i set the box on the floor and took the blanket out, i laid the blanket down on our bedroom floor next to her cradle and as i did, Begonia stared at me with her observant little eyes, she seemed very intelligent and smart, she didn''t cry much either. I loved her with every fiber of my being, but it was so difficult to find out what she wanted. I knew it would get better with time but I was having trouble waiting. I smiled at her and got back to making the baby mat/gym thing. I couldn''t fit some of the pieces together. "Lief! Come help me set up this baby gym for begonia!'''' I hollered to the door, i knew he was almost done anyway, and sage would be ecstatic to help finish up. He absolutely loved to help, I thought it was just the cutest thing ever. He was nearly three years old, but his little patch of leafy brown hair was so adorable when he waddled around helping his very tall, slender father. My husband was very helpful and he was very good with kids, the perfect combo for a loving father. He was very supportive of me and his pearl green eyes were comforting when I started to lose it, I hoped that I was as good a wife to him as he was a husband to me. He got sage going and came in to help me. "Can you help me put these pieces into the slots? If i put one in then the other two go out of place and they all need to be in place or it could fall on Begonia and I don''t want it to happen and-" he listened patiently to my ramble before he set his hand on my shoulder, looked me in the eyes and said "Don''t worry about this part, you''re doing amazing, this is the second time we''re doing this, look at sage!" Sage toddles into the room and says "yes daddy?" He gestures a hand at sage to me and is about to speak when sage who mistook his gesture as ''time to be held'' squeals as he stumbles over to his dad and jumps up, luckily lief has good reaction speed and catches sage and goes back to his lecture " see? Sage is just fine and is two years old now!" "Almost twee!" Sage pitches in and shows off four berry-stained fingers. (Pretty sure they were blackberries.)Lief shows him three fingers and sage''s cheeks get a little red as he hollers "Dats what i meant!" i start to laugh and i get pulled into a hug and am pulled out of my nervous trap. I wish I could tell them why I''m so nervous. We finish the baby gym all three of us and i tell them to go to bed while i take care of begonia. "Don''t put her in the baby gym without me!" Sage whispered to me, then started toddling to follow his daddy to go brush his teeth when he made a one-eighty turn and beelined allll the way across the room to me and said "She''s my sister and I want to see her play in it for the first time because mummy never lets me have any fun with MY sister!" Sage pouted as he looked at his sister''s cradle "Its not mommy''s sister but mommy won''t let me play with her until she''s older!" He complained. I held back a laugh and agreed to wait until he woke up tomorrow to put begonia on the baby gym. His whole face brightened up with a childish excitement that warmed me to my core, and then proceeded to make a superhero pose as he beelined for his daddy to go brush his teeth, he almost tripped and his dad had to catch him. They went to the bathroom to brush teeth and I picked up begonia and sat on the bed to feed her.she was always ravenous when she ate, almost like she was starving herself to last as long as possible between meals or something. She always ate so well, though everything that she she did it well. Maybe it''s just bias, but it seems like she has years of experience under her little belt. I fed her and played with her for a bit and laid her down and went to bed for as long as possible. You never know what will happen with babies. The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation. Famished I woke up later than i had expected, which was a good thing because I had been exhausting my poor mother ever since I was.. ah, born here. The only problem with me waking up late is that I am famished. I don''t mean the "played from who-knows-when to three a.m and ran out of snacks" hungry, although that is awfully uncomfortable. I meant i was starving. My body felt incredibly weak and fragile, i could feel my insides breaking themselves down to preserve the more vital parts of me and I couldn''t last any longer without food. I let out a loud blood curdling scream of hunger. I could also feel (what was left of) my tiny body vibrating from my shrill scream. After the scream, I wasn''t in control of myself anymore. Over the week I''ve been here I hadn''t cried unless it was necessary. But it worked. My exhausted mother, my father, and my brother came almost in an instant, my brother coming first to look at me. I stopped screaming and started crying instead, still extra loud. I can''t really explain my situation to them but since I know what I need, I can try to use gestures and crying and all the things I can possibly do at this age to get what i need. I thrust my stubby little arms towards the general direction of my mother and I suddenly felt so weak that I could barely keep my eyes open. Luckily someone picked me up and I tried to eat, only to realize that my father had picked me up, I tried to reach out to my mother, and as I was being handed to my mother, I fell asleep, but I don''t think it was good that I fell asleep. It was more that I blacked out rather than fall asleep, but my thoughts were getting foggy. Ah well. I gave in to the warmth of sleep. Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. Lief''s pov My wife had a terrible look on her face when she struggled as she tried to nurse our little girl. "Should I Talli the alchemist?" I asked while also pulling out our Talla (basically a telegraph talisman but for sound that breaks after one use) "y-y-yeah." She nodded. her legs trembling as her eyes showed despair, sadness and a hint of helplessness. I traced the runes on the Talla and he picked up. "Hello, this is lief''s Talla, eh?" "Yes, sir Droncaul . Please help us, our daughter just let out the most horrific scream and when I held her, she tried to nurse on me. I was handing her to my wife, and she fell asleep, but she-" "Let me stop you there really quick, is she eating right now?" "No?" "I''m coming over right now, you didn''t switch treetops right?" "I-I didn''t but-" " " The talla crumbled to dust and I turned my head to look at Begonia. She looked pale, almost white. I don''t know what happened to her but I start preparing the carriage. Aircart, carriage, whatever term you use. "I nevuh got to see her on da baby gym daddy, momma bwoke her pwomise..." Sage sniffled. Oh.. I completely forgot about that.. "well she didn''t break the promise. she never put her on the gym, remember?" "Oh riight! Ohkay." He stated helping me put the boosters in the carriage. After what felt like forever, which actually was three minutes and twenty seven seconds and eighty four and a half milliseconds, Sir Droncaul arrived on the back of a large red Panpolli. The Bearded Man With a Funny Hat Sage''s pov The big man with a long long beard and a funny hat came soon after my sister scared mommy an'' daddy. I think it was because of her scream, but mommy says it''s because she''s not eating. Of course she''s not eating! If she was eating then she would have eaten up mommy. I''ve never actually seen her eat anything at all, maybe she''s starving and mommy doesn''t have any food that she likes? Is she really picky? Maybe she was scared of playing in the baby gym. The big beard man went in the house and sprinkled some sparkly yellow powder on my sister, kind of like how Sir YellowDay showered orange powder on me whenever my mommy said that I might be getting sick. "Why is the powder yellow?" I asked. Without stopping his work, Mr. beard man looked at me and cracked a little smile. "The orange powder is used when you get older, because you get more immune to it, so we add a little bit of bl- er.. red juice to make it stronger. Your sister hasn''t grown immune to it yet, so we can just use the seeking powder." He explained as he took out a little clear bottle. It was smaller than my sippy cup, but bigger than daddy''s teeny ''Adult juice'' cups. Then his hands got really bright and sparkly, almost like Taiya''s eyes when he brought her two apples. She loved apples so much! Sage giggled as he thought of her face that one time he was able to snuck her three at once! As Sage was daydreaming about riding Taiya, Funny beard man takes MY sister and goes out the front door! Not only that but he takes OUR Aircart! My mom is in there! "NO!! Mommy!!" I yell at the top of my lungs as my dad holds me back and says "woah woah, easy sage! Calm down a bit!" How could i calm down when that ''????? ??A?? MA?'' STOLE MY SISTER AND I DIDN''T EVEN HOLD HER YET!! My dad dragged me to the kitchen and opened the cold cabinet, that was the one that my leafbud magic teacher put the cold spell on, i was a leaflet now, but i still say hi to her after school is over, her students are even younger than me! My sister is younger than them though, she''s not even a pollenpuff yet. And that''s the first school you can go to. I was in the middle of thought when my daddy put a cold stick in my hand, that woke me from my thoughts and I saw my favorite treat. It was an ice piggy, and it was blackberry flavored. I was so happy that I dropped all of my thought trains and squealed as I found a good place to eat it. My dad looked strangely happy though? Maybe because he made me happy with my ice piggy. Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original. Coldsoul Dandelion''s pov The Aircart flew through the trees at speeds that (in my opinion) even I and Taiya could outfly. I stared at begonia, the Coldsoul disease came early this year. Usually it got the chickenhawks first, not the young ones... I tried not to cry but it was too much for me. I was so worried that it might take away my daughter! Sir Droncaul was mixing various plants and powders together as his panpolli flew through the trees. I assumed he was trying to (hopefully) make the cure for Begonia. I paced back and forth across the cart floor, there seemed to be so many herbs here, I could identify a few, bronzewood, geranium, dandelions, oak leaves, fairywillow.. pinecones? The panpolli landed the Aircart and I carried begonia to the hospital room as quickly as I could. "Room 4 on the right down the left hall." Sir Droncaul called after me as he continued adding plants and powders to his...phial? I set Begonia on the wooden bed and draped the green knit blanket over her, it looked like it was made with dripwillow leaves instead of flydaisy stems. Personally I would love to use dripwillow in my knitting as well, but it costs more per leaf than for a whole bundle of flydaisies. I walk out of the room and stare anxiously as Sir Droncaul enters the room and shuts the door. When he shuts the door I am hit almost immediately by my thoughts. What could I do, more importantly, what should I do? I pondered this and that as I paced the whole clinic. I decided to walk to town.. most elviole called it treetop marketplace. I hopped from branch to branch on various trees until I got to a panpolli point. (Taxi stop for panpollis.) I sat on the carved wooden bench and fiddled with my hands as I anxiously waited for the next Aircart to stop here, i made sure that i had the money to pay for it first, and then i paced the floor of the.. building? It had a roof and a floor, but no walls, it had benches and a little kitchenette on the side for the panpollis that stopped here. Usually it was quite busy, but today wasnt a busy day. The only other person here was an elderly elf. I wait for a while and almost drive myself insane and then I get in the cart with two other passengers. The driver opens a sliding door on the front and says "a''right, ''mind meh ''oo ''ere ''as deh closist stop ''rom ''ere?" Alright, remind me who here has the closest stop from here? The driver said it with such a terrible accent that It took a minute to translate what he said into understandable words. I spoke first and said "treetop marketplace please." I answer monotonously to try to hide my feelings. "I wish to go to Sugarberry creek, please." A woman on my right said, half mocking me."Goyla park, thanks" the petite old lady that came in the cart with me called creakily. The sassy woman snickered and mumbled something along the lines of "i got in here first and i will get off first" I can''t hear as good as Lief can, he''s got better ears than me. I felt quite uncomfortable because of the tension in the cart, but the driver just closed his eyes for a moment. Right afterwards a mischievous look came on his face. "Mkay, we''ll take da wes ind n'' go to Goyluh pa''k, den ride east to treetop M''rketplace, an'' then circle noth to Shoogahbei creek." If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. Okay, we will take the west wind and go to Goyla park, then ride east to treetop marketplace, and then circle north to sugarberry Creek. The old lady smiled and covered her mouth with one hand and if I''m not mistaken she was holding back a laugh. The sassy woman looked very surprised and then looked quite angry."What!? I got in this Aircart first and I request to go to Sugarberry creek! It''s not even that far from here! Just head EAST. Oh, and I want to go there now." The sassy woman declared, and then added "If you can''t comply with my request then I will request to get off." The driver cracked a small smile and said slyly " oh but mah deer, Shoogahbei'' creek is ''eh farthest ''m here, so you''ll ''ave tuh wait." Oh but my dear, sugar berry creek is the farthest from here, so you''ll have to wait. The sassy woman gasps and exclaims "what! H-how dare you do that to me! I pay you to drive a Panpolli to my destination and you make me, me! Of all the elviole in this whole town you could choose to be sassy with, you chose to be sassy with Baronet saponin yucca! I am getting off!" Miss yucca steps off, crosses her arms and waits as the Aircart leaves the station. I noticed the grin of the driver through the rear view mirror and looked there to see the sassy woman, her face all red as she huffed and puffed and hopped from treetop to treetop trying to catch up. I couldn''t help but laugh! The driver cackled as he called out " I''m the last ''carter for this station ''ere!!" I''m the last Air Carter for this station here!! Me and the old lady are laughing up a storm as we watch her fall behind. I didn''t even try to hide how hard I was laughing anymore. I''m glad that there''s simple things in life to help you avoid your problems. I didn''t know how much trouble this could cause. Q????????u???????e????????????????s????????????t????????????s????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Pov My business partner is in so much trouble! I s???????????????????????????????h?????????????????????????o??????????????????????????u?????????????l????????????????????d??????????????''??????????????????????????????????????v???????????????????????????????????????e?????????????????? known A????????????c??????????????????????????h???????????????????????????????l????????????????????y??????????????????s?????????????????? wouldn''t just let h??????????????????????????e?????????????????????r????????????????????????????????????? get used to the S????????????????????????????????????????y???????????????????????s?????????????????????????????????????????????t??????????????????????????e????????????????????????????????m???????????????????????????????????????????????? I guess I might have to s?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????t???????????????????????????????????????????e????????????????????????????????????????????????????p?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????i?????????????????????????n?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????a?????????????????????????????????????????????????????n?????????????????????????????d????????????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????b????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????o????????????????????????????????????????????????????o????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????t?????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????u?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????p??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????t??????????????????????????????????????????????h????????????????????????????????????e??????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????q??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????u???????????????e?????????????????????????????????????????????????s??????????????????????????????????????t??????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????m????????????????????????????????????????????????????a????????c???????????????????????????????????????????????h??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????i????????????????????????????????????????????????????n????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????e??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????...?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Sir Droncaul''s pov (same time Dandelion goes shopping) I immediately put the potion in the IV and turned on the heat crystal, she was in a terrible condition for what usually happens to Coldsoul patients, but I had to save her or her mother might not survive either, her ability made her too nervous. I selected my finest needle, dipped it into my sterilizer, and filled it with soul recovery oil. I gently inserted it below her heart, and then I very very carefully turned the knob just a crack and I let the machine inject the contents slowly.She should feel a little better after an hour or so. I then went to check on the other patients Shaila''s pov I woke up to realize I hadn''t actually woke up.it was really strange, I felt something sharp poked in my chest, and there was something wet and warm on my head. I couldn''t move anything but I thought it was just because of my age. It felt so uncomfortable. Suddenly a solid blue notification popped up [ Quest system updating...] a What now? I pondered and scratched my chin, only to look down and find myself, no.. not myself, but my real self. The me that couldn''t even hold my neck up, wasn''t here, but the old me. The original me. It was all a dream? I pondered various different things and then I pinched myself. Huh, weird, it doesn''t hurt?But I can feel it . . ? Confused, I looked around. I was floating in a fully black room. The system window was on one of the walls, on the opposite wall was an upside down poster that was attached to the top left corner of the wall and it seemed like it wasn''t supposed to be there. Stolen novel; please report. It read : [oN] [s??] ?????s?? ?o ?nu??uo? o? ???? no? p?noM It took me several minutes to figure out what it said. After I read the message I was confused, was continue yes and restart no? Would i die if i restarted, or would i be fine? Was restart and continue the same button? If so, what did no mean? Many questions pooled into my head and I couldn''t answer any of them. I decided to hold off a bit and look at the system window panel. It was different from the other one I was shown when I was the small child. ____________________________________ Name : Shaila (Co???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????l????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????l???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????ector of L?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????i????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????f???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????e???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????) Species: ?¡ö¡ö?¡ö(¡ö ???) Age : 1 week (7.3 days) Stats : health-2 strength-0.1 stamina-0 magical potential-6/10 defense-0 soul strength-11/10 namol affinity-0.8/1 Effects : returner''s fever, muscle weakness Nullified, B??????????????????????????????????????????a?????????????n??????????????????????????????????e???????????????????????????????b??????????????????????????????????????????????????e???????????????????r??????????r??????????????????????????????????????y??????????????????????????????????] Skils : [rebirth] [skill catcher] [stat stamp] [whine] [cry] [charm] [inspect] [magic bottle] Titles : [Returner], [Hero] [Flame fighter?????????????????????????????? Q????????????????????????u???????????????????e?????????????s?????????????????????????t????????????????:??????????????????????? ?????????????????????s?????????????????u??????????????r???????????????v???????????????i???????????????v???????????e?????????????? ????????????t??????????h???????????????????????????????e???????????????????? ?????????????b??????????a????????????????n??????????????????????e??????????????????????????????b????????????????????????????e????????????????????????????r??????????????r????????y?????????????????????????????? __________________________________?? . . .. . .... ?? What? System Voice I stared at the corner of the panel on the wall. What was that cat doing there? I felt like i had to touch it. I was entranced and my hand sluggishly touched it. [???????????? ?????????? ?????????????? ????...] "Huh?" [H???????? ?????????? ????????!] "Haha.. wow, first I''m a baby, next a system, now it talks." [?????????????! ???? ?????? ???????? ?????? ???????????????????] ". . .. hm. How many rebirths do I have?" [?????? ?????????????????? ???????? ?? ???????????????!] The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. ''''.. tsk! Shoulda known..that''s just useless.. ." [?_*?¡ñ¡ð??¡è?#?/>><+$¡ð¡ê¡ê£¤ ?$3??] "???" [??????????? ?????? ?? ???????????????? ???????? ??????''?? ???? ????????????????, ????????!] "Oh okay, uh.. what does that sign over there mean?" I point to the glitched sign on the opposite wall. The system is silent for several minutes before making strange noises, of the various noises, I heard something (or someone) shatter. ¡¶ ######## no? ''ou ?u?ss??d ?q ¨B????q?? ?x?u ??? o? uo ??o? no? u??? s??p p???? ??? ?I ¨Bp???? ??? s? ?nu??uo? ??? no? ''s?????ns p???? ??? ?? pu? ''p???? ??? o?u? ???q p???odsu??? ?q ???? no? ''s?? ?u?ss??d ?q ¨B????q?? ?x?u ??? o?uo ??o? no? pu? ??p p???? ??? ???? ?o p???? ????s ??? s? ???? ?no? ?nu??uo? o? ???? p?no? no? ??????? su??? u??s ???¡Í¡· Several moments after i read it the glitched text became censored and changed to my status screen. Shaila Race L ?f ? ? ?n ? ? ? Age ?? Stats ???? Effects??????? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????? ???????????????????????? ... .. what? What is that? Why is my status screen so weird? ? ! !!!! The cat! The cat was back in the corner! I poked it and it expanded to a huge wad of text that I couldn''t read, then it flew off the page in chains and started flying towards my forehead. I was unnerved about it entering my head so I took a step back, it kept flying towards me, I started backing up as it kept coming. It became a game of cat and mouse and the strange letters were getting faster and faster, soon enough I was running at full speed. I was starting to get anxious that I was going to get caught by the creepy flying language but I was determined to put in my best effort to avoid it as long as I could. 𓃠 I ran. I ran and ran. I ran and ran and ran. I ran and ran and ran and ran. I ran and ran and ran and ran and ran All I did was run. That''s all that occupied my mind. Running. I didn''t even realize that I was not getting tired by continually running around at full speed. I ran. Eventually I looked behind my shoulder and saw that the text wasn''t close enough to get me. I sighed a breath of relief and slowed down a little bit. Now that I wasn''t running from the surprisingly terrifying glowy letter things, (looking back I think they were runes or something of the sort) I started asking many questions. 1 where am I? 2 why am I not tired? 3 how long until I wake up? If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. 4 Will I wake up? 5 Am I a mc? (Main character) 6 why do I see me, not Begonia me? 7 is the system update permanent? 8 is it the only update? 9 was it actually an update? 10 what are the letter things? 11 why come out of the system page? 12 what shattered when the system answered my question? [?????? ?????? ???? ???????? ???????? ??????????, ????????! ?????? ?????? ?????? ?????????? ?????????????? ?????? ?????? ???? ???????? ???????? ?????????? ?????? ?????? ???????? ?????? ???????? ???? ???????????? ?????? ?????????? ???????? ???? ???????????????? ???? ??????????????. ??????, ???? ???????? ???????? ??????????, ?????? ???????? ?????? ???????????? ?????? ???????? ???? ???????? ???? ???????? ???¡ò?¡ò. ?????? ???????????? ???????????? ???? ?????????????????? ?????? ?????? ?????????? ???????? ???? ???????? ??????@????$. ?????? "??????????????" ???????? ?????? ???????????????????????? ???? ???¡ò??¡ò?, ???????? ??@???????? ???? ????$$??$$ ??????. ??????¡ò????? ???? ??????¡ò¡ò¡ò ?????????? ?????? ?????? ???????? ???? ????$?????? ???????? ??????$????????.]. ... ....thanks, uhh, how do I say that? but.. why did you skip some of my questions? [??????????, ????????!?? ???????????? ?????????? ???????????? ?????? ???? ???????? ?????????????????? ?????? ???? ???¨}????, ?????? ???? ?????? ?????? ?????$¡ã??????? ????!] Mhmm. Now what? [??????????? ?????????????? ?????? ?????????? ???????? ???? ???????????????? ???? ??????????????!] Argh!! I do!! Stop it I''m not going to kill her! That''s just wrong! [?????????? ?????? ???????? ???? ???? ?????????? ???? ?????????????? ???????????????????????????] What does that do? [?????? ???????? ?????? ?????????????????????? ???????? ?????? ???????? ?????? ???????? ?????? ???????? ?????????? ???? ?????? ???? ?????? ????????????] ...What? [?????????? ????????!] Okay.. anyway, by die permanently, does that mean all the rebirths get nullified? I hear various staticky sounds and the system doesn''t respond. Now what? I realize the runes are still there. I walk towards it carefully. It flickers invisible a couple times, which scared me more than I would like to admit (which I''m admitting right now..?) I don''t know why I went towards what I just spent who-knows-how-long running away from, but I cautiously approached it. Just staring at it creeped me out.. eugh.. ???????? ?? ?????????????????? ????????? ???? ???????????????? ???? ???????????? I back off again and try asking the system voice thing if I control the mind space, because if I can then I can restrain the thingy. [???, ????????! ?????? ???????? ???????? ???????? ?????????????? ???????? ???????? ???¡ò?¡ò.] Aw darn it! Well, I think I don''t know what to do.. hm.. argh, I guess I''m going to avoid it, I pad my soft little paws away clumsily and begin going in circles again. Wait what!? I look at my hands again and they''re normal..? But they.. huh.? Now I''m really confused. Pikshure Sage''s Pov (during begonias hospitalization) I''m bored, mummy is still shopping, and MY new baby sh- no, sistur is at the docter house for her sheckup, but I don''t think sheckups are shup- spup- .. shapposed to take so long.. maybe she''s getting a polar pal for doowing a gud job? But she''s picky.. but everyone likes polar pals the brand that makes the ice piggys (plural is weird for that) and other similar items . Maybee the docter in the docter house tinks she neh- neee- needs a.. shhop- no, shot! Oh no!! She pra- puh- plolblabubly..? Pwobabwy.. plorbuhbee.. uuugh!! She''s in trwubbole! She might be shick! I''ma draw a pikshure for her! I dash like GaleDasher because she''s the fastest most coolest panpolli ever! I watch her on the tv every howlday! That''s my favorite day, and you even don''t go to school! I made it to my room and I dig through my art spup- shaplies and get my pen-souls out! Then I dash back to the table and then I put my pen-sills on top of the table. Daddy says that the table is made of pet..rih..fryded dragon wood! Which is a really stwong wood! And Galedasher and lira saved sapling city by building a wall out of petrih..frydeded wood! I galopped to Daddy''s and Mommy''s room and went to Daddy''s dresher to find the pay purr! I have pay-pur in my school shuh-plys, but Daddy has leaf shaped pay purr! My pay pur is cat shaped because mommy says that panpolli shaped pay-pur is more esh-.. esh- ex- ex-pen..nn..shhhive, which means that we won''t buy it. But really, it''s so my friend spear can have the coolest pay purr and I have to trade cat pay purr for panpolli pay purr, and I have to trade two whole cat pay purrs for one panpolli pay purr! I sit on the chair with my name carved in it, Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author. ? ? ? ? That says my name! S, a, g, e! It''s so cool! My mommy says that my grampa carrved it with his panpolli, timblai, which is so close to the name of the month, Timblaiter! Which is the 19th month of the year! I learned that when I was a leafbud! It''s called that because that month is usually when they cut down the old dead trees and plant new baby trees! I drew me holding my baby sister while we were riding Taiya in the sky. The sun and the moon and the stars are in the picture. I even put the trees in it! I didn''t draw spear in it, he''s been a little mean to me yesteryesterday (the day before yesterday). He said that because it was a pikeday we were shapposed to play at my house, but I couldn''t because I didn''t clean my room. Then he ignored me at school! But I put miss Tomaitavine in it on her magic circle thingy. She says when I become a fallfloat then I can do it too! But I''m still a leaflet right now. I put mommy and Daddy on top of the air cart because I can''t draw them inside it. I finished the pikshure! Now, I''m going to show Daddy! I shneak up to his room like Lira from leafDasher, she has good hunting abill..ities and when she shneaks around, NOBODY can find her! Except Dargan and Galedasher, Dargan is the bad guy! He tries to take the forest magic all for himself! I creep to the door way and his door is open! So I sneak closer to see Daddy,.and he''s.. he''s crying? Wheres the plot armor? ¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C You have died. ¨C ¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C ????????????? ???????????????? ?????????????????????? ?????????? ?????? ???????? ???????? ??????????????? ????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????????? ???????????????? ???????????????? ???????????????? ???????????????? ???????????????? ?????????????? ???????????????? ?????????? ???? ...What?? ... I- ... I Died? What happened? I thought I was doing great!? I could move my arms and glare at people! I had a brother! I.. and I just died out of nowhere? Dead. I guess this is the baby''s side of it? I never even saw actual color! Grey doesn''t count. Wait.. hang on a second, Is it possible to bring up my status here? I think this as I''m literally staring at the system death message. Of course I can!... Right? Frantically I try and get it open, only to realize that I have never pulled it up of my own will.. urgh! Umm.. usually the main character would call out a word and it would work.. Status! ... System? .. Status window? .. System window? Uh.. pull up blue screen of information! ... I rack my brain for what they might have called it. Settings? Stats? Stat window? Status screen? System screen? Sssssssstart the information window? Information! Info? Info window? Info screen? ... ... ...open? . . ..I.. I ran out of ideas.. Is.. is it not a voice command? I try and will it to open. I don''t think it did anything... ¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C You have died. .. ¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C Nevermind! Something happened!.. I think. I focus my will on the dots. ¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C You have died. ??. ¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C¨C Okay! I feel progress! Something is changing! I feel strangely happy to have made the dots glow. 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Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. -I think I am alive again? That was fast. Oh dear wait no no nO NO NO NO! I am in pain. Pain is painful. Hmm.. how to describe it? Well, say that you stub your toe, and it hurts a lot, and you end up feeling that pain in the back of your head, which you accidentally slipped and faceplanted on concrete, no helmet. You try to wrap your bleeding, painful head when you realize that you slid down a tree recently, barehanded. Basically what I am trying to say is that I am in pain. I try to feel anything besides pain, and I realize that I can feel. I have arms!.. I think they''re arms. I don''t know what they are but I wave them around, trying my best to avoid the pain that is harassing me. It still hurts a lot. I wave my arms around and I find a wall. I feel around even more and find that it''s roundish and goes all the way around, sealing the in pain me in here. I painfully try and feel everything else in this surprisingly spacious place and I find a jelly blob near the centerish area? It actually is attached to me? I find a thread attached to my stomach area. I notice that there is two more threads in the blob. Note that I am doing all of this while blind and in pain, which is kinda the reason it took so long for me to notice it earlier. I follow one of the threads and I find a thing. It has giant ears (so why can''t I hear squat?) a flat head, a snout, and 7 limb things. I''m pretty sure some of those are tails but I can''t tell OUCH right nOW. Also I said some, because I think I have a tail, but it''s almost a foot(???) that I could use. Its kinda like when you were a kid you would stand on the edge of your foot to be a little taller? It seemed like that was it''s use. So far I''ve been using it with my other limbs to swim through this thing which I am ge tting closer and closer to thinking is an egg. Also there''s no status window in sight. Dictionary , word bank , not a chapter Aircart, a carriage that can be attached to most flying animals that are similar to the size of a horse. They are usually custom fit for the animal and there are many types. Luxurious, family, supplies, etc.This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. Talla, A talisman that can call it''s counterpart once. Usually you have a stack per person since they disintegrate after use. Talli is the word for use of one (I will Talli the alchemist.) Other terms and words will be added here every now and then, I will try to keep it updated! What am I? I''m bored. I''m not in pain anymore, but there is just nothing to do, I am pretty sure that I am in an egg. There seem to be more threads now, 4 total. I seem to be the biggest, and the yolk(I''m calling the jelly blob thing a yolk now since that seems to be what it is) is getting smaller over time. I am a little bit worried about what will happen after it gets used up, but so far, it should last us.. I still can''t figure out what creature I and the other little things in here are supposed to be, but it''s better than... A bug? Being in pain? I''m not sure, but it gave me more time for my thoughts, and I think I want to prioritize my life this time rather than dignity. I should have originally done that, and I think I wasn''t taking care of myself in my previous life, and that weakened my body, which in turn made me more susceptible to illness which.. yeah. The yolk seems to be trying to make another thread, every time it makes a new one mine seems to shrink a little. I notice that some of the other ones in here.. I might just call them siblings or something. They seem alive. I poked one and it curled up. Anyway, I noticed that some of the other threads are thicker than mine, meaning they are getting more resources! I need to strengthen my thread.. I try pulling it. I grip it with my limbs, all 5, and realize that I still need to swim, so I let go of a few so I can swim. For once, my first idea worked! My thread got thicker, it makes it a little harder to move, but I would rather live, and I''m pretty sure that this will benefit me in the future. I pull again, and it gets even thicker. I decided to get it as thick as I possibly could. I was so focused that I didn''t even realize that my whole stomach was completely covered in thread. I do however, notice that I feel bloated. I don''t just feel bloated.. I am getting much bigger much faster! My useless eyes almost pop out of their sockets as I feel my skull (I''m pretty sure it''s not an exoskeleton or something.. I shouldn''t jinx myself.. I just did, didn''t I?) expand rapidly. It.. hurts? I think it''s right before pain, almost like hitting your funny bone, but it''s your head that feels that way. It''s actually my whole body, but I feel it mostly in my head. I expand rapidly, an intense pressure building inside me. My skin tingles as though it''s being stretched from within, and I feel my body swell in every direction. It¡¯s strange and... almost wrong.? I wriggle as much as I can, then I check for the threads and notice that they feel smaller. I pull on it. I pull it until it covers my whole recently enlarged belly. I wait for the tingling to die down enough for me to think clearly, and then I pull again. I repeat this a lot, and at some point I stop getting bigger, and I can''t find where it goes, but I know I am still getting something out of it, so I keep pulling. I keep pulling, at this point it''s not even me doing it, since my mind is wandering somewhere. If a monkey were to be combined with a penguin, would it lay eggs? Could it climb trees? Would it have a beak? Is this foreshadowing? Would I be able to have a feathered tail? What sounds do penguins make? Wait. The thread is gone! I frantically fumble around and the yolk is gone too! I find a sibling and it is not as tiny as i thought it would be? Did I just use up all of the yolk? I begin to panic. What if I starve before I hatch? Did I just starve my siblings? Wabadoofagrashaledaboofingadishalish! Okay, panic is over, time to do something. I feel my surroundings and find my siblings. There is 6 total siblings, and I corral them all to the center, I don''t know why but it gives me procrastinaton time. I miss my sight. I suddenly feel a tremor that ripples through the whole egg. I freeze for a moment before panic overtakes me again. I swim around frantically, my thoughts a mess, because there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. It¡¯s odd, the liquid inside starts to push me toward the ground. Or what feels like the ground. I don¡¯t know. Suddenly, the water shifts, moving in wild ups and downs. Before I can make sense of it, down becomes up. The world jolts violently, and there¡¯s a giant thump that sends me, and I assume my siblings too, tumbling. I think we might have hit the ground, but I can¡¯t tell for sure. Then it gets worse. Gravity goes haywire. Down becomes up. Up becomes west. West becomes right, and right becomes down. I don¡¯t even know where left went. I¡¯m being pushed one way and pulled another, bumping into my siblings, into the walls, into everything and nothing all at once. The water churns like it¡¯s alive, throwing me around with no pattern, no mercy. It¡¯s completely disorienting. I¡¯m panicking so hard I can barely think. There¡¯s no stability, no sense of direction. It feels like gravity doesn¡¯t exist anymore, and the water around me is going absolutely crazy. Never chuck a fishtank down the stairs. I promise to never tap on a fish tank! 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Report any sightings. I do the tornado thing, trying to protect my head with my limbs. I¡¯m pushed to the edge¡ªI don¡¯t even know if it¡¯s the floor anymore. Suddenly, a sharp pain strikes, and I feel all the water rush toward me. I try to swim, but then I realize I¡¯m impaled. The egg rolls a little further, and I use its shell to help myself get unimpaled. Why don¡¯t I feel pain yet? I feel around my stomach¡ªit¡¯s fine. But then I find the hole, just near the edge, cutting close to every single organ. I¡¯m a donut right now, and I feel fine? Not that I¡¯m complaining, but I don¡¯t know what to think. I swim down to the bottom, hoping to level the hole on top. Maybe the liquid will stay in the egg that way. I find all my siblings huddled together in a clump. I try poking them gently, but they don¡¯t like the way I¡¯m touching them. So, they move away, shifting uncomfortably. I save as much of the liquid as I can. I think I did it, and I check where the hole is. I swim to the top carefully, (I''m still blind, remember?) my head emerges from the liquid, and my face feels cold and goopy compared to the crisp, cold air. I try and find the edges of the egg to gauge how much we lost, surprisingly, we didn''t lose nearly as much as I thought we would lose. Now what? I start swimming back to my siblings. As I swim, I''m suddenly engulfed in excruciating pain. The pain crashes over me like a tidal wave, and for a moment, I can¡¯t even think straight. Then everything goes black, and I black out, falling toward and then being swallowed by the sibling clump. Eye can see Ouch. My stomach hurts. Is it my stomach that hurts? No.. I think it''s above my stomach. My heart? No, below it, and to the right, not the left.. wait, left? Did the crazy typhoon thing stop.? Hang on, am I alive? Am I underwater? AAA im going to drown! I inhale(?) a mouthful of water and I am just fine. I breathe more water. It feels like when you drink a protein shake, except.. I don''t know how to explain it, buttery? Healthy? It''s thicker than air, but it seems .. Nourishing? It''s not quite water, I''m sure of that much, it seems creamy, but that still doesn''t describe it right. I''m going to attempt to describe it as buttered air that''s actually water... I.. just realize that I.. already knew this, which also felt strange. I start panicking, so I slow down.. again. I can still feel, I can.. is that it? The previous events reflood my head, kinda like when I realized I already knew I could breathe, and guess what my head does? It gets a pounding headache! Yay for having a human brain in a body it can''t fit! Ow.. wait did I guess it right? any(ouch)way, I want to see if my (ow) attempt to keep the fluid in the egg worked. I swish my tail and start swimming, even now it''s strange that I have a tail. I''m swimming.. that means that it should have worked, but I make my way up to the top of the egg, and I poke my head back out. brrr, turns out that the goop keeps the heat in, or something like that, because it is cold! I keep my head out though, because I think the reason my headache is worse is because my eyes were growing or adjusting or something. Being out seems to be.. words are having trouble supporting what is happening right now.. stimulating? I have no way to describe it, and I have no way to explain it. I keep my head in the cold actual air as I process my thoughts, and my body processes my eyes.?. I notice that Its exhausting to breathe up here, it''s like the difference between humid air and the subzero cold that air seems to become when you''re out of breath.(What a weird sentence that I am using to try and explain the unexplainable.) I don''t like it much,(more like I can''t endure it any longer) so I take another lungful of buttered heater water. Are they even lungs? Then, my hand goes to brush against my stomach and doesn''t find anything there. Oh yeah.. I feel around and learn that I am currently a donut. I can feel my insides trying to become one again. Why is there no pai-urp.. I try to stop thinking about it before I throw up.. -can I throw up as this?- um.. my eyes! They don''t feel as sealed! Well.. I don''t have a better word, it''s like putting water on a peeling piece of tape? Ugh these analogies are not helping! Nevermind, the seal is loosening! I slowly and carefully wait for the seal to release enough for me to open my eyes, just a squint, but I hungrily absorb my first beam of sunlight through the crack in my eyes in crack in the eggshell. everything is so bright! I look down where there''s less light as I adjust. I am suffocating up here, so I get ready to dive back into the egg goop, and of course I''m going to be dramatic about it because I can. I blink and open my precious eyes even more, and I realize something. I can see color! The egg goop is purple! I admire that, but I have to go under, since I can''t endure the air anymore. Okay so now what do I do? I am slowly gaining eyesight, I think the egg goop is nutritious, and maybe heals too, would it also be sterile? Maybe it''s not sterile but instead has magic bacteria that heal wounds? now what do I need to do? Oh, my insides.. am I a creature unable to feel pain? No because I have headaches and other pain.. right? I want to try and fix the hole in my stomach. Uh, can I patch it somehow? I look around in the egg with my eyes, which feels wrong after being blind for so long. I don''t find anything that I could use, unless I wanted to.. no. I don''t have any nonliving thing to patch it up with. There isn''t anything else in the egg besides me and my siblings. My siblings look really weird, they have fox ears, but the fur is wet and seems to bunch together to make a scaly(ish) surface, and if I look on myself I can see the same thing. They have paws but they also have a furry thing that stiffens to make it easier to swim, I have it too, they honestly look like foxes made into fish but longer.? I don¡¯t like the hole in my stomach. I feel like I got nowhere, but at least I can see now. Actually see. And not just that¡ªI can see color. The egg goop is purple. My siblings are here, strange fox-fish creatures, just like me, it''s odd, but it''s nice not being the only one unable to communicate. I never appreciated my sight as much as I could have before. But now? Now I have no idea what I am, what happened to me, or how I¡¯m supposed to fix myself, but at least I can see.The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. For now, that has to be enough.. right?