Chapter 30: Parasite(that's parasite with an I not a Y)_Fox girl in another world

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Dammit it, ran out of time to go to the "candy store" down the road. Anyway i'm a little disappointed that you guys don't want origin stories about vampires and time(Not very subtle). For now guys i'm gonna go cry and wait for tommorow to come so i can go to the candy store. I like comments guys so please comment more and write a review while i'm eating taffi.

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I walk along the corridor using the wall for support. It’s been nearly half an hour since I woke up and Other me hasn’t showed any signs of stirring. I’m using solidified mana to keep myself walking and functioning like some sort of robotic exoskeleton moved by my mind. I think that brief fight with the skeleton rebroke a few things and now that the adrenaline rush is gone I am left with a sharp pain every time I move. The corridor just keeps going on and on and I vaguely can see that there are wall carvings of some sort but right now I just need to find someplace to rest.

I don’t know how long I was out but I can only hope that silva is ok. The two cats they were with us are nowhere to be seen so I can’t try and contact mirror bitch for an extension. I can’t assume she's dead yet but I need someplace safe to recover. Then everything went downhill even further when I started coughing up blood.

“Cough Cough *Splat*.”

I spat out a mouthful of blood and braced myself against the wall. The solid mana frame I used to keep walking disappeared suddenly and I fell to the ground biting my tongue in agony. I use Body Probe and pale at the results.

Body Probe Complete

Damage assessment…

Hypothermia

Open Fracture

Fatigued

Enfeeble

Internal bleeding(Extreme)

Heavy Aether Poisoning

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The notification suddenly glitched and blacked out. I tried casting Body probe again I felt nauseous for some reason and had a splitting headache.

“Aether Poisoning! What the hell!” I said coughing out another mouthful of blood.

Aether poisoning is a condition that can occur when too much unrefined mana invades the body. Such a condition you would usually see around people who mine magic stones or magic research. Aether is the term for unrefined magic and Its highly unstable and toxic like this worlds version of dangerous radiation. In light amounts, aether can actually stretch and improve the mana pool capacity by a few hundred MP depending on the person exposed, but in heavy doses similar to my case can cause all kinds of stuff like rupture the mana pool like an overfilled water balloon.

I check my HP and MP gauges and find it at 1650/3000 and my MP at 9000/15000. Not good! Its flushing out all my refined mana and replacing it with the unrefined stuff. Canceling my self recovery is causing the internal bleeding to rapidly get worse! But where is it coming from? Then I remember.

“No way, the dragon's tail?” I whisper.

Normally mana is intangible but certain creatures, like dragons, can affect the mana around them. When I got whipped it must have damaged my mana pools integrity. With the excessive use of magic on my part it must have caused those whatever hairline cracks the dragon caused to expand and worsen resulting in my mana pool rupturing and letting in unrefined mana.

Aether Poisoning can cause all kinds of side effects similar to radiation sickness from everything like birth defects to mutations and even some unknown ones...like self recovery nullification. The bitter taste of copper in my mouth reminds me painfully of the internal bleeding status that changed to extreme. Without my heavy VIT stat to stop the bleeding i’ll die at this rate but I don’t know a way to cure Aether poisoning.

I’m slowly losing consciousness when I can hear footsteps coming from in front of me. The same clicking/clacking sound those skeletons made resurfaces and I get a sinking feeling it's the same monster. Just as I lose consciousness I can feel myself being picked up like a sack of flour and thrown over someone's shoulder then...nothing.

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I think i’m dreaming? I’m pretty sure the underworld doesn’t look like this?

All around me scenes from my life pass by. Recent ones like me and Blake getting walked in on by captain pervert and older ones like my first attempts to create fire out of mana.

“What the fuck!?” i’m confused. This isn’t my mind space nor the underworld.

“What a vulgar woman. I am saving your life so the least you could do is not spew profanity at me.”

A man appeared in front of me. He was dressed in a red trench coat like the villain of some 80’s horror movie and had a great crown on his head made of rubies and gold.. His face was a kind one but shadowed as if he had seen much in his rule and just wished for peace.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“...For you not to know my name but to be here? You have spoken to my guards but they are nothing more than husks. How...How do you stand here yet not know who I am.”

???

How am I supposed to know who this geezer is? You didn’t exactly put your name on your mail box.

“If you're expecting me to bow and scrape you'll find me less vulgar and more fist in your face you highness. It's not like I needed you to save me. I would have been fine on my own.” I said back. I need to find a way to cure this Aether poisoning and get back to finding a way to kill the Jabberwocky.

He smiles as if laughing at an inside joke.

“Ah the benefits of youth. And anyway my dear you needn’t worry about the Aether poison anymore. I asked my undead servants to syphon off the excess mana from your body while another repairs the damage to your internal organs.”

OK, don’t get me wrong I should probably be grateful to this guy for saving my life but having that person tell you that they have their skeletal servants reaching inside your body to sew up the boo boos is REALLY CREEPY.

“Not to mention certain other problems.” he said looking troubled.

I froze. Other problems? What's that supposed to mean.

“Are you aware you had one of the deadliest parasites known attached to you. Chronus Vampirus.” he asked.

“Chronus Vampirus!” I said surprised.

“Indeed. I believe the legends around them state they are the Mystical beasts of Aeonia, goddess of time. I wonder if you have upset her recently? Anyway we found it attached to your mana pool eating away at your conscious. The thing is these parasites are native to an southern island in the big world. You wouldn’t have happened to know how it got there would you?” He asked.

Southern? I haven’t been anywhere remotely near there. I live in the northern part of the continent! Although with my disposition it doesn’t take a genius to figure out what happened. Great so I can add Aeonia the time goddess to my list of immortals that want my ass nailed to the wall.

“*Sigh* is there a way to remove it?” I asked.

“Well that's the problem you see. Hardly anyone knows anything about these suckers much less if it can be removed. I only know this because of my fascination in the unusual.” he said

“Whats unusual about the it…” I ask.

“Well you see…” he starts.

“What.”

He sighs and looks down.

“All known victims have a change in demeanor. Since the parasite eats the background mana of the victim it also eats emotions. Most common cases report a lack of empathy, worry, or fear.”

His words fill me with a sense of dread. Feeling no empathy? No way that's not me? Right?

“No way. I totally feel emotions!” I protest.

“But not the proper ones at the right time. Your first words to me where who am I correct? You have yet to ask where your friend is.”

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I was startled that he was right. I haven’t had a thought about other me in a awhile or my family at all. Why? I left my pregnant mom and older sister alone with some guy I haven't ever seen? What about the power balance inside the forest after the I killed the Stone Skin boar? Monsters and Demonic beasts are most likely in a huge war over its territory. The village isn’t even that far away!

Not only that. Why wasn’t I worried about Gerald or Jenny when Silva said she couldn’t find them? Why didn’t I go and check on them? Looking over my actions I realize that I didn’t think twice about anything I did. Trying to kill the fae guard. Eavesdropping on the princess. Agreeing to let the the ice goddess fight with another potential goddess or at the least one of her followers. Why didn’t I think!

My head is spinning from all these realizations. What about Rene? Why haven’t I thought about her? I feel disgusted with myself. I never thought of what would she have felt when she had to bury my lifeless corpse or what my other sister blake would have had to do if I died fighting the boar. I haven’t cared about any of the people around me at all.

“...Off.”

“Pardon?” he asked.

“I want it off!” I yell.

“I’m afraid that's impossible. The parasite is intangible and connected to your mana pool . Without proper fore knowledge or guidance in its removal there is a chance that you would die from any attempt to remove it.” he explains.

“You mean…”

“Unfortunately yes. It can’t be removed.” he said apologetically.

I feel myself go limp falling to my knees. I feel like crying but nothing will come out. Can’t be removed. Can’t be removed? Can’t be removed! Screw the heavens! Screw the gods! I have done nothing but try to fix the situation they created and this is the thanks I get! I’ve never been happy. Even in my old life the only thing I had was Rene and they even took away that!

Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them! Fuck them!

“...”

“Umu...are you ok?” the king asks

“Who would know how to removing it” I said standing.

“Um...I don't think.”

“Who!” I said more forcefully.

He looks hesitant but eventually answers.

“Only the creator goddess in heaven would.” he said.

“Where's the nearest shrine?” I ask.

He looks at me eyes raised.

“What are you going to do? Storm into the heavens and make demands from a goddess? You realize that's insane. And coming from me that's…” he stopped talking as if he said something he shouldn’t have.

“That reminds me. What did you say your name was?”

“Um… I didn’t” he said looking panicked.

“Well then how about a round of introductions. Hi, i’m fraxia. I’m going to kick Aeonia’s ass. Who are you?” I said sarcastically while advancing.

“Umm...just a friend.” he said backing up.

“Well does this friend have a name.” I ask still advancing.

“Uhh, Solomon.” he said backing up to the edge of the platform. If he moves any farther he will be swallowed up by the stream of memories.

“Well solomon what do you know about the dragon guarding the castle.” I said still advancing.

“Well take it easy. Th-the dragon? Ah yes him uhh...wait dragon?” he said surprised.

“Yeah you know. Spits fire, flys around, lots of sharp teeth and scales. Dragons.”

“There are no dragons in the Asylum. It would be dangerous if she were too…!” he looked alarmed.

“Wait please tell me “she” is still in her prison!”

I frowned. “Whos she. How about a thorough explanation.” I threatened.

He looked panicked. He was obviously concealing who he was but at the same time he looked worriedly at me.

I advance and grab him by the front of his shirt hanging him over the edge. If one were to drop down they would experience the thrilling feel of lifetime of memories and then be ripped apart by river of pure thought.

“Wait wait! I’ll talk! I’ll talk!” he screamed while looking down.

“I toss him back onto dry land. He gets up and sighs and after a few minutes starts telling me the details he so casually left out.

“For starters what's your full name.”

“I am King Solomon Conandus de Erinyes, I rule this land...or I did.

POV Change

King Solomon Conandus de Erinyes

I have slept for thousands of years. My death was the only incident in a long line of tragedies to actually turn out better that worse. Nobody bothers you when you are dead. Not your wife, not your daughters, not the 40 thousand subjects under your rule.

I don’t resent them for killing me but then again they probably resent me for killing them so it balances out...somehow. I slept waking up only a few times to chase out intruders or deal with pests. Honestly I prefer being dead to being alive. It's quiet and there are no responsibilities or duties that I am honor bound to do. My wife makes sure that I do not pass on to the next life and my daughters make sure that I do nothing thanks to the curse she placed on me but somehow I am content.

It always amazes me how fast people turn on you in times of strife. When those that were loyal to me, my friends, fell one by one at my side only then did I dare to use my final trump card. Even in death though they did not abandon me, they stay and serve me even while the next life calls. I am a man who can truly count them amongst my blessings.

Those that turned on me however I do not blame them. I have come full circle.

I had debated it for some time but in the end I decided to release my friends from their duties and cut my own soul when I perceived an intruder in my realm. Over the last few thousand years the were precious few faes that dared to enter “The cursed realm” as they called it but there was always a few brave or foolhardy individuals who couldn’t resist the lure of fame and glory of conquering the famous “Tomb of the Mad King.

But this one was different. My friends reported they ran into some troublesome opponents so I decided to observe their battle and kill them while their guard was down. The words of the living cannot be heard by the dead so imagine my surprise when I discovered one of them knew how to communicate with the dead.

Necromancers were a rare class to see amongst the fae but then I found she was not a fae but a beastkin human halfling, not that it mattered. She was odd with big floppy breasts and three tails and I was about to order Orjun to kill her when she asked for safe passage for her and her friend to rest. Her unconscious “friend” happened to look just like her and I was going to just assume it was her twin but then I felt her aura!

My daughter, Mirana!

What happened? Her aura is weaker than before and why does she have the appearance of a beastkin? What more there is sever damage to the injured ones mana pool. I order Orjun to allow them past but with their injuries i doubt they will get far on their own. I’ll send some lesser undead to pick them up. Teegee can probably help cure the

Oh my daughter, what have you gotten yourself into this time.

Chapter 30: Parasite(that's parasite with an I not a Y)

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