《Conba Shiroppu》 Prologue of crunchyness. Prologue. Meet me, my name doesn''t matter, but what does matter is I am a lover of bacon. Yes I know, some of you may share the same addiction as me. Though most people see me as a weirdo. What is so wrong with eating what you love? Well, currently, I am on my way to school eating my bacon-wrapped bacon. Seriously? you never had it? It is crispy bacon inside crunchy bacon. Never did I think that it would cause my life to end. As I was eating it, a piece got lodged in my throat. In a panic, I bumped into one of the typical punks you see all over. "Watch where you''re going dipshit!" he yelled as he pushed me away.. My poor bacon falling on the ground. As I look up all I see is a truck heading my way. This is the end, isn''t it? As the truck hit me, I went flying off to the side of the road, smacking into a sign at the supermarket advertising bacon. People started crowding around me saying things like "Are you alright?" "Hang in there you''re going to be fine!" and the likes. Using the last of my strength I could muster, I spat out my last words. "Ba-- bacon, I still love you.." And all fades to black, I find myself face to face with a young man. He looks to be about mid 20''s, early thirties. "My son.. I don''t know how to tell you this... But you died, with so much of your life ahead of you, I feel bad for you, as I send you into your next life, I can give you the power of anything you want." he said with a voice that was full of sadness. "Can... Can I have the power to control bacon?" I asked, with a faint sliver of hope. If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. "Is.. is that really what you want? You could have ANY power you want, you do realize that, right?" He asked, but I was already set on having bacon. "What is the meaning of life, if not bacon!? If I can control bacon I can control destiny!" I exclaimed "Fine, since I do not think the world you''re going to has bacon, I shall give you the power to command all meats." he said. "NO! SEND ME BACK! WHAT DID I DO TO GET PUT IN HELL!? I know I wasn''t exactly a saint, but Life without bacon.. Why must you torture me so!?! How can life without bacon be refered to as life!? Do you know how tragic of a world this must be!? kids growing up without knowing the joy of bacon!?" I said with a voice full of sadness. No one should have to go without bacon. For bacon is love, Bacon is life. "Calm down, I am giving you another chance at life. Life it to the fullest." he said as things were starting to go black once more I yelled. "BACOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON I''M COMING HOME!" I feel trapped in a void of darkness. Strangely theres warmth in the darkness. This must be the begining of hell.. Why must I go without bacon!? Why!? But alas, my thoughts were cut to an end as the darkness closed around me pushing me towards a bright light. As I enter the light, I get picked up by a woman in a maid outfit. "Its a boy." she stated before passing me to a woman who''s on a bed, she has black hair and blue eyes, and looks to be in her early twenties. "I shall name you Conba... Conba Shiroppu." she said. Chapter 1: The sogginess seeps in. Chapter 1 As she''s holding me, it dawns on me that I have actually been reborn into a world without bacon, that it wasn''t just a dream. It is as if my whole world is breaking down, I cannot hold it back any longer and start crying. ''Why!?! Why must I be cursed to live in such a world!?'' I tried to yell, but all that came out was some slight mumbling that sounded nothing like what I was trying to say. All this was followed by me falling asleep, as I am sleeping I can swear I see a piece of bacon in the far off distance, but no matter how hard I try it is always just outside my reach as if someone''s pulling it away, followed by me waking up with a headache and being drenched in sweat, with a faint reminder of the flavor of the gods which is bacon. No matter how hard I try, I cannot hold back the tears, being so close to bacon, yet not being able to taste it, nor savor the flavor that it is, Now I know, that I truly am in hell. ''A world without bacon, how could a god do something so cruel?'' ''Why must I be fated to walk this earth without my beloved?'' were the types of thoughts that kept appearing. In the end, I ended up crying myself back to sleep, only to have the same dream, no matter how close I got, the bacon just kept moving away. After this, for the next six months conprised of only a few things, mainly sleeping or eating, but withevery dream, I was getting closer to the bacon. This night, when I finally fell asleep, I was actually able to grab the bacon, before being teleported, for lack of a betterword, to a room made of breakfast items. The chair was made out of scrapple, the walls were made out of egg, and therewas even a fire place made out of sausage! But what really stood out the most, was the man who was made out of bacon. "I am Obi Wan Kerunchi, Luke you must use the fork-- Wait, I mean, I am Beln''ash the god of breakfast." he said. Before he could speak any more, I interjected, "If you''re the god of breakfast, why is this world one without bacon, whymust people live without knowing the true joy of bacon!? How can you call yourself a god of breakfasts, if some worldsdo not even hold the perfection which is bacon!?" If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. "If you would just listen to what I''m saying..." "For one, you could just make bacon in this world! Why must this world be a living hell!? Why must I live without my true love?!" "That is the reason you were brought into this world, to bring the joys of bacon!" he said. "Why didn''t you just bring me into a world that already had bacon!? Why must the gods be so cruel!?!" I said, dejectedly. "For you are the one who knows the joy of bacon the most, only you can bring in to this world, when you part from here,you shall have a piece of my power. Which one you get is a mystery." "Great, so you seperated me from my love only so you could have me recreate her in some world that does not even understand her worth!?!" I yelled in a voice full of anger. "It seems our time here is up, it is all up to you now, Either live this life without bacon, or make bacon unique to this world." he said, as everything faded to black and I woke up. I now have a mission in this life, Create the best bacon ever made and reunite with my beloved. --------------------------------------------------------------------- I know that this chapter isn''t as good as the prologue, but I am trying to continue the story, and give it depth and I knew from when I completed the first chapter (prologue) that is was going to be hard, or impossible to top, I hope I didn''t ruin it too much, and if I did, I am sorry [th_104_.gif] I hope you enjoyed it, and please leave a comment with suggestions, or complaints and I will try to address them as soon as possible. Chapter 2: The crispyness cometh Huzzah! Double chapter for all~ Sadly, it is quite serious this time, but there might be a few laughs in it, but I am trying to progress the plot and for that it takes some seriousness... So in short, Enjoy. chapter 2 It has been 2 months since I met with Obiwa-- I mean, Beln''ash and since then he has not even appeared once, sadly I am still going through bacon withdrawal, and it is getting progressively worse, it''s to the point that I get delusions of being eaten by life size pieces of bacon and eating my way out. But on to a more important topic, now I can handle basic speech in this body, though most of the time I mess up pronouncing things it''s probably because of the body, or atleast I''d like to assume I didn''t forget my own language. On a side note, it seems like this language is english, but its spelt with symbols and runes, so no matter how much I can understand or speak, I cannot read or write. All of a sudden, my mother, Alai, came running up to me while saying "Guess what! Daddy''s back!" before picking me up and running in the same direction, after a few minutes of walking, we were in the living room, and there sat a man who looked to be in his 30''s, or atleast late 20''s, with long blonde hair, and brown eyes, he looked to be about 6''3 and has a lithe frame, but he''s muscular to the point you can see his muscles through his shirt, but not to the point that he looks like a bodybuilder. "Alai, my dear, is that our son?" he asked in a voice full of shock, it must be because the slight glare I am giving him, Why you might ask? Because he''s currently groping Alai, while she''s holding me, I guess he thought something along the lines of ''Its okay, he''s a child, he wont know what I am doing.'' "It appears I am the son of a pervert" I muttered not meaning to, but alas, he was so close that he heard. "Di, Did he just call me a pervert?" He asked perplexed. "Who else would I be calling one?" I retorted. He looked at Alai with a shocked face, she had one equally shocked. She knows I can speak, but I have never spoke fluently nor in full sentences. I don''t know why but for some reason the man infront of me just pissed me off to the point that I couldn''t hold it in. "Our son''s a genius!" they both said, before he yelled to one of the maids to go fetch someone named "Earl" on a note that I probably should have explained earlier, I seem to be in a well off family, I wouldn''t say nobility, but I would say wealthy. Our house is quite large, and there''s a total of four maids. It seems that my father is quite the successful merchant, though he mainly deals in food, he makes a large sum transporting it. The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there. After a few minutes of silence, the maid came running back in with an older man, I assume he''s in his late 50''s? "Tch, Jeff, what is so important that you interrupted my work for?" He said, in a tone that wasn''t masking how mad he was at all. "Is it possible to do an aptitude test for my son now? He honestly is a genius, and I think it would be bad if he wasn''t able to nurture his tallent at a young age." my father, or as Earl called him, Jeff, said. "... Do you not know how many people claim that their children are a genius? Quit wasting my time." He said as he started to walk away. "You really should learn to listen before you talk?" I asked, irritated, I don''t know if it was his personality that annoyed me or my want for bacon. He looked back at me and his face was priceless I must have hurt his ego quite a bit, since he ruled me out as an idiot. "Was that.. The child?" He asked. "Who else would it be!?" I stated, I really should stop talking to people as I am quite irritated, but whatever. He walked over and placed his hand on my head and his arm started to glow. "This is strange... He has two elements, one is fire and the other is unknown... It isn''t even in a subcategory of the main four, it isn''t in light nor dark..." he mumbled the last sentence. Granted, both of my parents had smiles that would put the joker to shame, but it''s understandable. From what I understood, I appear to have a unique affinity, though I already know what it is, it''s the power to control meat! Though, it makes me wonder is the basic spell "Meatball"? As I was thinking of the possibilities of how it''d look or be formed,, blood began to seep from my hand and coagulate into a ball, then harden. It actually shot out, which amazes me, but what is most amazing is the hole it put in the roof. Its a hole thats about four inches in diameter, and went through the support beam that holds the roof. Needless to say everyone was wondering what just happened.. "What was that?" Muttered Earl. "Meatball." I stated.
On a side note, should I add stats/skills or do it without? I can do either I just want to know what people prefer :) Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Everyone is looking at me with a shocked expression, no one said anything after I named my attack, that is, until Earl said "Blood magic.." with a expression full of fear. "It all makes sense now, no wonder I wasn''t able to read the aptitude... But how did you get the blood magic, I thought all the humans that held the trait were wiped out..." "Oh... That, some person who called himself ''God'' gave it to me, though I much rather refer to it as ''meat magic''..." "Well.." said Earl, before looking at my parents and continuing, "We''re either going to have to hide this, or put him into a pact with a Dark elf... That''s the only way it''d be believe able..." "A pact?! But he''s too young! Shouldn''t he decide that on his own!?" my mother interjected. "Though I think with his intelligence he should know that it''s the best option for all of us!" said Earl. "I, also, think that since he''s my son, he wont mind being betrothed to a beautiful elf!" said my father... Only to get a scornful look from my mother. Silence enveloped the room after that last... Comment. Before he started up once more by saying, "You know, our distant relatives ARE elves... The idea shouldn''t be outright rejected." "That could work... You are related to the An''shai tribe, correct?" Stated Earl. "But that was many generations ago! Even then no one got blood magic from it! How could it skip all the other generations?!" shouted my father... Though I think he just wanted to marry an elf. And after a bit more... Uninteresting parts of the conversation, I am to be forced into a ''pact'' with an elf. Though, bacon is my true love, and I shan''t love anyone else. Two months has passed since then, the only notable thing is once more being able to walk. Though, I never forgot how to,it''s just my body couldn''t handle it. Though, now that I am able to walk, I have been sneaking around to practice ''Meat magic'' Once more, I ran to my normal spot, the forest behind the house. Once I am in my normal spot, in front of a huge Oak tree, well in this world it''s not referred to as oak, but that is what it is, so I shall refer to it as such. I start trying to maintain a meatball, rather than shooting it. I heard a twig snap behind me, so I turn around to look, there was a wolf, it was pure black and its front leg was broken. On a side note, it was running at me full force. I shoot at it with my meatball, but it dodged it. I try again, but this time with a much smaller one, mainly due to the fact that the wolf was close and I couldn''t make it any bigger. The wolf tried to dodge it, but it was too slow, the Meat bullet, as I shall refer to it from now on, pierced through its eye, and out the back of its head. By this time, it was already upon me, and crashed full force onto me. Stolen novel; please report. After rolling a few times, the wolf found itself about ten foot from me, and I am right against the oak tree. As I approached the corpse, I started wondering how I would bring it back to the house, or even how I would explain it. Figuring I could just figure out the latter when I got there, I set to dragging the corpse back. ''Damn.. its heavy..'' I thought to myself. I could have sworn I felt the wolf get lighter, but I paid it no heed, as I proceeded to carry it over my shoulder back to the house. It took awhile, about 2 hours actually. By now it was dusk, and I was too tired to do anything. I ended up falling against the house and falling asleep. I was awakened by a scream, a damn loud one at that. When I look up, I see my mother there... This does not bode well. On a side note... The wolf corpse was comfortable, like a soft pillow. My father came running out, sword in hand, yelling "What happened!?" then when he seen me he just went "Oh.." almost as if he expected this. "So... Who did you murder, Conba?" he said, jokingly, or at least I hope so. So I just pointed at the pillow... Wolf corpse.. He walks over to... Inspect the corpse. "Where... Where are all the bones?" he asks. "It don''t have any bones?" I ask back, just now realizing that I am covered in blood, I can see why Mother would scream.. "What is that marking on your hand?" "What mark?" "The white marking running up to your wrist." As I look down, I realize that there''s something that looks like a tattoo of a skeletal hand on top of my hand, going from the tip of my finger, up to my wrist... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thanks for reading! I tried to add some comedy into this chapter, but it was hard to do, seeing as how I had to focus on... Important stuff. You know, plot forming, and all that. Please point out any errors as I didn''t feel like Proofreading it before I posted it. Please leave comments and suggestions! [th_100_.gif] Chapter 4 When I tried to make a fic, all my ideas were taken, I was left with none, so I went with bacon. - By Techi. On a serious note though, enjoy! Sorry its short, I was busy today so I''m kinda burnt out Chapter 4 "I don''t know" I stated as I looked at my hand. "How can you not know?" stated my father, before following up with "Damn it... I want one... All the women would love it." And thus, his impure motivations come to light. He stopped his little... Delusion after mother glared at him. "On a relevant note, I believe we should conceal it for the time being." Stated mother. "Oooh! Conceal what?!" stated a voice from behind me. "Interesting..." he said while looking at my hand. Now that I look at him, he''s a tall, lithe man, with dark gray skin and pointy ears. His clothes are pure black pants, and a black shirt. Looking at him, my father has a annoyed expression, before saying "Hello, Shalai, for what reason do you appear before me today?" "Is that any way to treat an old friend?" he stated. "Well, it seems like any time you come around, you''re either in need of money or being chased by someone." "Haha, that is quite true, but no, this time I regret to inform you that I came on official business. But if you like, you can still give me some money." "What is this ''Official Business''.. Wait, lets not discuss this here." said my father before taking ''Shalai'' into the house. Not really interested in whats going on, I just go inspect the wolf corpse, it seems that it truely does not have any bones it it. As I was looking at it, I was wondering what happened to the internal muscle structure due to losing the bones, if they collapsed on themselves or not, I started thinking ''What of the internal organs.'' And ''I really should go get something to cut it open'' As I was thinking the last thought, the tattoo on my wrist slowly started to disappear, starting from the wrist heading to my fingers, and from the tips of my fingers a mist started to envelop my hand. The mist is pure white, almost like snow. As the mist formed around my hand, it started coagulating into a gauntlet which reached to my elbow. If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. At each knuckle there was cracks in it, presumably to allow movement, and at the tip of each finger was short, pointy claws. By the time it was about halfway manifested, Father and Shalai walked back out. "Oh, I was wrong, I thought the rune on your hand was only storage..." stated Shalai. "Just another thing to report, I assume" he mumbled as he walked away. What the hell just happened? How did he know what the mark on my hand did with a glance, when I didn''t even know what it is? "It''s decided.. In one year from now, we shall depart to the dark elf village, An''shai" said father. "Until then, I shall have Earl teach you more about magic, though I dont know if it''ll apply any more to yours but who knows?" After he said that, I tried to dispell my gauntlet, but to no avail, it would not dispell. "Ah well, lets get going" said father as he started dragging me away, after a few minutes of walking through the town, we end up infront of a large building, as we walk into it, father yells "EARL WHERE ARE YOU?" "Over here, you do not have to yell." he replied calmly, but you could hear the irritation in his voice. As we walk into the building, we turn right down a hall and turn into the second room on the left. "Alright, you''ll be taking care of Conba for the next year. Train him, run experiments on his power, whatever, just make him stronger." Father said before he left, not even giving Earl a chance to respond. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What do you guys want next? A training arc, A time skip revealing what happened at a later point and giving a vague idea as to what he did, As I have no real idea, I will take your votes on it. Training arc: 0 Time skip: 0 Chapter 5: Even rocky had a montage Chapter 5 After Father left... There was a few minutes of silence, before Earl broke it by asking "Why are you covered in what I can only assume is blood?" "Don''t worry, it''s not human." after I said that, he gave me a look as if saying, "Go on?" "A wolf attacked me and I killed it, the reason I am covered in blood is from dragging it back" "Interesting, to what extent did the damage from... What did you call it? ''Meatball?'' Do?" "Don''t know, it dodged it." "Then how did you kill the wolf?" "I ended up firing a smaller one, but it was faster than the other one, and killed it." "So, your magic follows the same system as Water..." he mumbled the last part to himself. "Alright, from now on I shall teach you what I know about magic, but first... Clean yourself off." After he said that, I washed myself off with a bucket of water that he had beside the house, and walked back in. "I didn''t get the chance to ask before, but where did you get that gauntlet? It looks to be imbued with magic, but I do not see any runes on it." After he asked that, I relayed the story of what happened to him. "A storage magic you say? The only one I''ve heard of is an ancient magic, but it was just to the extent that it could hold items, not make them into something else." he said, before following up with "Okay, it''s decided, firstly I''ll explain the basis of water magic to you, Fires basics, then we will try to figure out that... Marking." Over the next few days we went over the basics of magic. Which for water is, the bigger the attack the slower it moves, but there are moves that are still big but move fast, though they do not do as much damage as the slower ones. Its basically, the smaller attacks cast faster, and do less damage, whereas the bigger attacks are slow to cast, and move slower. For fire, it is generally the bigger the flame (Size) the hotter it is, but harder to handle. What I mean by that is, alot of people burn themselves with their own flames due to summoning too hot of one in close proximity to themselves, granted there is a few attacks that deal with launching small flames that are hot enough to melt iron in a second, but those are really advanced and not many people can do them. There is also attacks that make pillars of flames, or explosions. for a month after that he started teaching me basic spells for fire. Which include, Fire ball, Fire bolt, and Scorch. Fire ball, basically just manifests fire onto your hand and then you throw it. What is interesting though, is that it isn''t hot until it is thrown, When I asked Earl about it, he told me its due to your inner energy, flowing into the flames. It is not until it sustains itself that it burns. Fire bolt is basically a miniature fire ball. The only difference is, its mainly used for lighting rather than attacking. Scorch relies on being in physical contact with your target and rapidly heating up their flesh from the inside out. It isn''t really used much, due to the fact that no one will let someone with a fire affinity that close to them, and monsters aren''t too fond of being touched by people. This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. After that, he told me to self train with my meat magic using water as the basis for it. Which lead to about a month of, well nothing of any importance, except for one attack that makes small spears of blood. Each one a few inches long, and about a centimeter in diameter, but I can only use three spears at a time. It has about the same destructive force as a Meatball, but it lacks the power of it. What it lacks in mass, it makes up for with speed. After I made that attack, Earl said he has some things to do so I didn''t see him for a few days. During those days I worked on my fire magic, to try to speed up my casting, on the third day he came back with a stack of paper. "I finally figured out what that mark was on your hand, it''s actually a ancient elven storage rune." he said. "Though I can''t see why it''d only take the bones." The next day was full of experiments to try to get my hand back to normal. It turns out we were over thinking it and all I had to do was envision the gauntlet being pulled into my hand. The next month was spent by doing experiments with my blood, or injecting various types of blood into me. Starting with elven blood, the only problem was it accelerated my growth, I now look like a six year old. On a relevant note, after my growth was accelerated my body rejected any blood that wasn''t elven, it didn''t even allow human blood to be transfused into it. After trying for a few more days with various types of blood, another marking appeared but this time on my right hand. Though this time it didn''t look skeletal, it moreso was as if you were looking through the skin, it appeared as if the muscles and tendons were visable, or as if someone pulled all the skin off my hand. The next 9 months were based on practical combat, whether it involved killing Demonic beasts, or mere wolves. One of the things I learned during that time, is I can use the blood in the tattoo on my right hand as if it were my own. I tried to make a attack using the bones in the marking on my left hand, but the most I could do was launch small spikes. And although I say demonic beasts, it was only the lesser ones, Like imps, or goblins. And now it was finally one year since I was left with Earl, when I head back to the house after some... Hunting, I see my father outside of the building. "Oh hey~ Lets get going before earl gets back. Go get your stuff and get ready" he said. "The trip is gonna be awhile." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thanks for reading! I was going to do more, but I haven''t decided his Fiances personality, So if anyone wants to give ideas for that, I will consider them. Sorry that this chapter was like... Super serious, but I can''t really add comedy into it with the training. chapter 6 IT LIVES! IT FINALLY LIVES! But on a serious note, sorry for the lack of updates, due to real life, and a slight addiction to a video game... (League...) I haven''t had much time to write, nor have I really had the urge to, I will start updating this more regularly, but I don''t know if it will still have the same vibe that the other chapters have. I will be introducing more characters with fun personalities that are from my other fic, just to keep me updating this instead, so look forward to it. Thank you for reading, and sorry that my obsessions kept more chapters from being released, now without further delay, here''s the chapter. Chapter 6 "Is it fine to just leave like this?" I ask "It''s fine, it''s fine~ It happens all the time." Father replies. "Now lets get out of here before it becomes annoying." he said, followed by walking down a side road. At the end of the road was a carriage pulled by two horses. "get in, we don''t have all day." he said. As I got in I noticed a young woman, who appears to be in her early twenties, sitting inside, She has short black hair, and two swords strapped to her waist. I sat down on the opposite side. While I am looking over there, he decides to act, with a quick movement he went from being on my side of the carriage, to sitting right beside her, as he was sitting there, she didn''t move at all, I guess he thought he was being sneaky, and tried to cuddle up beside her. As I hear a loud thud, and see a barely conscious body falling onto the floor, I realize she did in fact notice it, but didn''t care until he tried to lay his hands upon her. "Awww... Crim~ Crim don''t be like that!" he said as he pulled himself up from the floor. "Didn''t I tell you, not to touch me? Also what the hell is with that name? Have you forgotten, that I am only doing this because I owed you a favor?" she berated as she brought her right hand back towards herself. With tears in his eyes, as if he lost something important to him, he stood up and gloomily walked back towards me, as he neared me, he doubled back as fast as he could and tried to hug her, only to be met with a boot to the face. As he fell, he made no attempt to lessen the impact from the fall, he was out cold. A moment of awkward silence passed, before the carriage started moving, as if the driver was used to this happening or just didn''t care. A few moments pass before, as if none of this had ever happened, Father stood up and sat beside me. After a few more attempts, we proceeded along our journey without issue. Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meanwhile, in a far away place, or maybe even another plane of existence a young girl, who looked to be in her mid-teens was throwing a tantrum. "Why can''t I go play with them?" She screamed at the man who was in front of her. "Haven''t we been over this enough? Did you forget what happened the last time I let you go?!" he yelled. "This is no fair! You let her go but you wont let me! She does worse things then me, don''t you remember just not that long ago she caused the biggest pandemic in history just for fun?! Its not fair that only I get punished! " She yelled back at him with tears in her eyes. "Yes but there is a difference between that and what you did! I mean seriously, to try to seduce the leaders of every religion and start a war between them, how did you even come up with that idea?" he sighed. "I was bored... And he was cut-- WAIT WHY DO I HAVE TO EXPLAIN MYSELF TO YOU?" she said as she ran out the room. "How did her personality get so warped..?" he thought to himself. As she was running down the hall, she ran into someone, another girl who was about the same age, who had black and green hair, and was wearing a gothic lolita dress. "Are you so stupid, that you cannot even see when something is in front of you?" she berated the girl who ran into her. "SISTEEEEEEEEEEEEER!" she cried as she tried to hug her ''sister'' "Raki was being meaaaaaaaaan, he wont let me go out again~" "Isn''t it your own fault for doing stupid things?" her ''sister'' berated as she smacked her away. "And I told you, a disgusting creature like you is not my sister." "That''s so cruel! I am not stupid! I just go with impulses, is it not a womans calling to act on her nature?! AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN A DISGUSTING THING?!" she said as she started to cry. "Are you that much of a dumb ass, that you don''t even know how to possess someone who is your follower?" she stated. "Wait, why am I helping you, it must be that..." she sighed as she walked away. "THANK YOU SISTER I FORGOT!" she said as she tried to hug her. "Guri, you disgusting creature, do not try to touch me with those filthy hands" she said as she walked away. Little did Conba know, well actually he didn''t know any of this, but this conversation was going to change the out come of his travels.