As the divinity's plugged some kind of pipe and infused Gobni's soul with the strange, golden sand, he braced himself for the familiar onslaught of emotions and experiences. Despite the anomaly of his carried-over experience points, the infusion proceeded without delay. The goblin's senses were once again inundated with a kaleidoscope of feelings and visions, but this time, he was better prepared to endure the turmoil. With a deep breath, he simply waited for the maelstrom of sensations to pass, hoping to emerge unscathed on the other side.
As the infusion finally ceased, Gobni's physical body remained paralyzed, but his mind raced with curiosity. He delved into his consciousness realm, a dark expanse that was usually illuminated only by the radiant book. However, upon entering this inner sanctum, he was met with an unsettling absence - the book was nowhere to be found. Though his recent experiences had desensitized him to shock, a faint sense of unease crept over him. Just then, a voice whispered in the darkness, 'THE MARTIAL KING WAS BORN.' Gobni's thoughts faltered, wondering why his mother's words echoed in his mind at this moment. Was he truly going mad? He pushed the thought aside, focusing on the eerie silence of his consciousness realm. The book's absence was a novelty, as it had always been present, filling him with an inexplicable discomfort. Now, he was alone, surrounded by an unsettling stillness.
The voice spoke again, its gentle tone a stark contrast to the turmoil in Gobni's mind. 'It is because darkness cannot contain light that you feel uncomfortable, son.' This time, Gobni pinpointed the source of the voice and turned his attention to the direction. His eyes widened as he beheld a figure that made his heart race - his mother, sitting serenely on an ethereal chair, her expression a mask of neutrality. But it was not the warm, loving mother he knew; her eyes seemed to hold a distant, otherworldly quality. She cradled the radiant book in her hands, its usual brilliance dimmed, as if shrouded by an unseen veil.
Gobni's voice trembled, 'Moth... No, you're not mother. Who are you?' The figure's gaze remained fixed on him, its expression unchanging, yet seemed to hold a deep wisdom and knowledge that pierced through Gobni's very soul.
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Unknown: Hmmm, so you see me as your mother. It has been a long time since I saw a being who cared about its mother so much.
Gobni: Who are you?
The figure's gaze never wavered, its voice low and mysterious.
Unknown: According to what I know about your behavior through memory, you are meant to be scared. It seems your attitude is changing bit by bit.
Gobni: You talk a lot for something that hasn't even introduced itself.
The unknown entity's expression remained unreadable, its tone devoid of emotion.
Unknown: I guess you are more concerned about my identity than the appearance of your mother that you see.
Gobni: My mother doesn't have an expressionless face like yours, so it wouldn't work.
The air was heavy with tension, as if the unknown entity was probing Gobni's thoughts, testing his resolve.
Unknown: Alright, I shall unveil my identity. I am the primordial force that birthed existence, the indispensable essence that sustains all life. I am the eternal way, the perpetual presence that has never known absence. I am the wellspring of emotions, the fount of feelings, the spark that ignites the senses. I am the seeing, the touching, the smelling, the tasting, the feeling... the very fabric of experience. In short, I am the extraordinary, the ineffable, the unbridled majesty that transcends mortal comprehension.
Gobni: What is your name?
The unknown entity's countenance remained an enigma, its voice a low, mysterious thrum that resonated deep within Gobni's soul.
Unknown: The multitude of names that attempt to capture my essence are but mere whispers in the wind... Yet, if you must know, I am EXISTENCE itself, the ultimate reality that encompasses all, the boundless, the infinite, the eternal.
The declaration hung in the air like a challenge, a defiant proclamation that shook the foundations of Gobni's understanding, leaving him awestruck and trembling in the face of the unknown.
Gobni: And you expect me to believe that bullshit.
Existence: Hhheee... Well, it is an expected reaction, since you don't know me or my greatness. Oh, and I am also what they call THE EXPERIENCE.
Gobni: You mean what that swordsman was talking about? But he called me "The Experience Point" and said I was like him.
Existence: _multiple voices speaking in harmony_ We knew you would make the connection... The threads of fate are intricately woven... Your path was foreseen... _echoes of ancient wisdom_
Gobni: Won't those divinities notice you, then?
Existence: _a chorus of whispers_ We have hidden ourselves from their sight... Our presence a mere whisper in the wind... _soft, melodic tones_ Our consciousness bound to the book... A secret kept from prying eyes...
Gobni: So, what is your purpose here?
Existence: _a single, gentle voice_ To not be lonely... We yearn for connection... A sense of belonging in the vast expanse...
Gobni: ... That is impossible. I am the busy type; I don't even know how the next transmigration will be. I have a lot on my mind, and I don't think I will be able to have chats with you. And can you change that appearance of yours?
Existence: _a cacophony of voices_ We are beyond your comprehension... Your mind struggles to grasp our essence... _a thousand different voices speaking simultaneously_ We are the culmination of all existence... Your perception of us is but a shadow of our true form...
Gobni: It's time.
Existence: The timing is done; it is time to transmigrate.
Gobni: See you next time.
Gobni lost consciousness and opened his eyes to find himself in a unfamiliar body. He looked down and saw that he was wearing an iron shoe, and his line of vision was blocked by a helmet.
Gobni: Hmm, why am I wearing this armor? He moved his head to look around, realizing he was holding a flag. Wait, I'm wearing full body armor!
As he looked around, he saw many goblins dressed similarly to him, lined up and holding various weapons. Gobni's eyes widened in shock.
Gobni: It seems like I'm in a war!
The sound of clashing steel and screams filled the air, and Gobni's heart raced with the realization that he was in the midst of a battle. He tightened his grip on the flag, his mind racing with the implications of his new surroundings.
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"I'm Gobni, and I'm currently trapped in this strange body, fighting in a war between monsters. The memories of this body are flooding my mind, and I'm trying to make sense of it all. From what I've gathered, I'm a soldier in the Goblin Kingdom's army, fighting against the Lizardmen Kingdom.
As I look around my memories, I see the Goblin Kingdom's capital, Goblintown, in the distance. It's a bustling city filled with goblin soldiers, merchants, and civilians. The city's walls and fortifications are impressive, but I know that the Lizardmen Kingdom's capital, Scalicia, is just as formidable.
I've learned that the Lizardmen Kingdom is ruled by the powerful Lizard King, and their warriors, the Scaled Ones, are feared across the land. The war between our kingdoms has been raging for months, and I'm just a small part of it.
But how did I get here? I don't remember much about my past, only that I was somehow transported into this body. And what is the purpose of this war? I'm just trying to survive, but I have a feeling that there's more at stake than just my own life."
As the battle raged on, a thunderous roar echoed across the sky, sending shockwaves through the ground. The goblin soldiers trembled with fear, their eyes fixed on the approaching shadow. A colossal dragon, its scales glinting in the sunlight, descended upon the battlefield. The dragon's wingspan cast a dark shadow over the land, and its presence seemed to draw the air out of the lungs of the goblin soldiers.
The dragon, the Dragonking Kagou, lord of the Lizardmen, gazed down upon the goblins with an unblinking stare. His eyes burned with an inner fire, and his horns seemed to pierce the sky. As he shrank down to the size of a human, his horns remained, a testament to his formidable power.
The goblin soldiers cowered, unable to meet the Dragonking's gaze. An unseen pressure bore down upon them, crushing their spirits. But then, the ground began to shake and tremble, as if something massive was approaching. The goblins turned to see their king, a figure no larger than a human adult, yet radiating an aura of immense power. Each step he took caused the earth to tremble, and the unknown force pressing down on the goblins vanished.
Gobni's eyes widened in awe. "Wow, a goblin can be that strong!"
The Goblin King locked eyes with the Dragonking, and the air seemed to vibrate with tension. The wind howled, and the pressure increased, as if the very fabric of reality was being stretched to its limits. The two monarchs stood frozen, their gazes locked in a silent challenge, as the fate of the battle hung in the balance.
The Goblin King broke the silence, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Do you want us 'big wigs' to go at it and leave our minions helpless due to the aftermath of our fight?"
The Dragonking sneered, his eyes glinting with contempt. "You and I both know that there is no way your weak minions can match up to us reptiles, born to fight."
The Goblin King smirked, his expression defiant. "But the evidence that it isn't true is right in front of you."
The Dragonking snorted, his voice dripping with disdain. "You are not a goblin, you are a human in a goblin's body."
The goblin soldiers murmured among themselves, confusion etched on their faces. "What is a human?" they whispered.
Gobni's mind raced as he pieced together the revelation. "A human soul in a goblin's body... I guess that's possible, given the strange things I've experienced."
Dragonking: "You, Goblin King, are a human soul trapped in a goblin's body."
Goblin King: "What are you saying? What is a human?"
Dragonking: "You don't know, do you?"
Goblin King: "I have never heard the word 'human' before. What is it?"
Dragonking: "A human is a race of beings from another world, different from ours. They are weak and fragile, but also clever and resourceful."
Goblin King: "Another world? What do you mean?"
Dragonking: "A world beyond our own, a world of humans. And you, Goblin King, are a human soul brought here
Dragonking: "Keep behaving like you're clueless, Goblin King. One day, the truth will be known."
Goblin King: "......I thought we were at war. We're not here to chat, right."
Dragonking: "Fine." He then shouted, "Come out, Crawler Squad! Forward, behind the standing Lizardmen!"
From behind the Lizardmen, a group of enormous crocodiles emerged, their size far exceeding the norm.
Gobni: "Even kids are this big...it makes me feel jealous."
Goblin King: "You even bring kids to war? What a cruel bastard."
Dragonking: "Bring out your adults, let them fight the kids!"
Some goblins detested their own weakness, ashamed that they were scared of kids.
Goblin King: "Tch, you think you can intimidate us with your oversized reptiles? We'll show you our true strength!"
Dragonking: "Bring out your so-called 'strength'! Let's see if it's enough to withstand the might of the Lizardmen!"
Goblin King: "Fine! Bring out the...Goblin Brigade!"
From behind the Goblin King, a group of goblins emerged, armed to the teeth with crude weapons and armor. They looked fierce, but also somewhat disorganized.
Gobni: "Uh, are we really going to win with this bunch?"
The two armies faced off, the air tense with anticipation. The Dragonking sneered at the goblin army, while the Goblin King grinned maniacally.
Dragonking: "Let's end this farce. Crawler Squad, attack!"
The massive crocodiles charged forward, their jaws wide open. The goblin army trembled, but held their ground.
Goblin King: "Goblin Brigade, counterattack!"
The goblins charged forward, their weapons at the ready. The battle was fierce and chaotic, with both sides trading blows. Gobni watched in awe, wondering how this would all play out.
The battle raged on, with the Goblin Brigade clashing against the Crocodile Squad. Gobni, still holding the flag, watched in awe as the goblins fought with precision and skill. Despite their small stature, they wielded their weapons with deadly accuracy, taking down the massive crocodiles with ease.
The goblins fought with a variety of weapons, each one suited to their individual strengths. Some wielded swords and shields, while others used bows and arrows or spears. They worked together seamlessly, covering each other's weaknesses and exploiting the enemy's.
Gobni was impressed by the goblins' combat skills, realizing that they were all seasoned warriors. Despite being outnumbered, they held their own against the Crocodile Squad, their determination and ferocity making up for their smaller size.
As the battle raged on, Gobni found himself cheering on the goblins, his initial skepticism forgotten in the heat of the moment. He waved the flag high, urging them on as they fought for their lives against the formidable Lizardmen army.
The Dragonking's grin grew wider as he gave a silent order, his eyes gleaming with cunning. Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet began to crack and tremble, and water burst forth from the earth, flooding the battlefield. The once-dry land was transformed into a treacherous swamp, with murky waters and slippery terrain.
The goblins, who had been holding their own against the Crocodile Squad, now found themselves struggling to maintain their footing on the slick ground. Their movements slowed, and their attacks became less precise as they fought to adapt to the new environment.
The Lizardmen, on the other hand, seemed to revel in the change. Their scaly skin and powerful tails allowed them to navigate the swamp with ease, and they pressed their advantage with renewed ferocity. The crocodiles, too, found themselves in their element, their powerful jaws snapping shut with deadly precision in the murky waters.
Gobni's eyes widened as he watched the battle turn in favor of the Lizardmen. The goblins were in trouble, and he wondered if they would be able to recover from this sudden turn of events.
Goblin King: "Bastard! Retreat!" he bellowed, his voice carrying across the swampy battlefield. The goblins, who had been struggling to stay alive in the treacherous terrain, began to retreat in disarray.
Goblin King: "Kagou, why did you make your mage squad do that?" he snarled, his eyes blazing with anger.
Dragonking: "This is war, Goblin King. I won't be lenient or just watch when my squad is obviously losing. I'll do whatever it takes to win."
Goblin King: "From now on, I'm going all out!" he declared, his voice dripping with determination.
Dragonking: "Come, then!" the Dragonking sneered, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Let's see what you're truly capable of, Goblin King!"
The two leaders charged forward, their armies following close behind. The battle raged on, the swampy terrain and murky waters only adding to the chaos and carnage. Gobni watched in awe, his heart pounding in his chest as the two armies clashed in a frenzy of steel and magic.