POV: Unnamed Hammer
It's almost time. I will soon gain sight and escape from this endless pain and darkness.
The download is almost complete. Just a little longer. Just a little more.
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Oh. Forgot about that floating text.
It seems like all of this formula is being downloaded from a draft on some website call Royal Road L. Weird.
Well, it doesn't matter as long as I can see. Nothing else matters right now.
Oh. My. God.
I think it is almost time for the daily session of pain. Really? Right when I am about to recieve standard human senses? I don't even know if I can toggle it yet. What if I feel actual pain, without having any hope of stopping it?
Whatever. When the time arrives, i'll deal with it.
Y'know, I never thought about this, but I have such a limited vocabulary that it seems as though I speak in needlessly complex sentences. All the time. Dunno if I should eve try to fix that. Maybe, if i continue like this, when I can speak, my owner will think I am some enigmatic being.
Don't question how I know that I will eventually be able to speak. It's the regular pattern in every book with an inanimate object.
Who am I even talking to? I must be pretty lonely for this to occur. It gives me a new perspective on life. Or non-life? I am an inanimate object after all.
Well, it's about time the session started.
What a coincidence. Look who finally decided to complete themselves, as soon as it was given an oppurtunity to make my life more painful.
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System.exe has downloaded Spell Formula for Magic Sense.
System.exe has completed its download of spell formula for untoggleable magic spell, spell formula.
0.8 points of mana will be deducted from Mana regeneration to keep spell active at all times.
"Spell: Mana Sense" can now be activated.
Warning: Once activated, Spell cannot be untoggled unless death occurs, or all of your current mana pool is lost.
Yay! I will finally be able to see!
I activate Mana Sense, and my mana slowly spreads away from me, encompassing... a large amount of area, I guess? I forgot the details. (Also don't want to risk too much at school.)
The first thing I take note of when it is activated, is the overwhelming bright light.
'I- I can see the LIGHT!'
The first thing I take note of when my, quote-un-quote vision, adjusts, is a toddler. A very particular toddler. And I am hanging above this toddler, it seems. That's quite strange. I've seen... experienced stranger. It still kind of hurts to see, ugh. It still kind of hurts to know that I couldn't do what I am doing until now.
'Why does this toddler feel so... familiar? Like i've known him my whole life?'
Wait! I understand now! I didn't notice it before, but, this toddler is a kemonomimi! A real beastman! A Cat person, at that! This must be fate! Unmei! Unmei, Unmei, Unmei, UnmeiUnmeiUnmeiUnmeiUnmei!!!
I'm not a weird pedophile! This is fate! I have Chosen! This toddler will be my Champion! My owner!
He will be used to fulfill my goals! To make me into a hammer that can smash, and "Smash"!
Done with my monologue, I begin to observe the toddler more carefully.
It is a girl, very obviously. Or maybe it's a trap? The girl has short cut, silky platinum hair, and two perky cat ears. Her eyes are a gleaming red, with long eyelashes and thin eyebrows. Moist full lips, and a thin, rounded nose. It seems like a nice target for me. By the way, i'm not a pedophile. Just so you know.
Interrupting my train of thought, I hear a mans voice scream out suddenly.
"Rick! It's time for our daily session!"
I see the child change it's face to one of acceptance, and it slowly lowers its head.
What? Daily session? Rick?
That answers two questions, at least. I will infer that Rick is a boy(which is all the better), and that he is my owner, who slams me into something 3000 times a day.
Suddenly, a man comes into the room. The man is rather brolic, but I don't care about the rest of his feautures. Ohhh, so that's why Broly was named Broly. It was because his Legendary Super Saiyan form was so Brolic. Nice naming sense, author. (Though I can't say the same about myself.)
Anyways, back to current events. Broly comes into the room and grabs me from where I am hanging, carefully taking me into his hands. Then, he proceeds to... rhythimically slam me into the toddlers head. 3000 times. With no brakes.
How is he still alive?
This betrays all laws of physics I know. Maybe because it is fantasy?
*Meanwhile*
POV: Author
'Shit! Why didn't I plan more of the plot! Now I have to deal with being half dead, EVERY. SINGLE. FUCKING. DAY!'
*Change back*
POV: A Virgin Hammer
I feel like I am resonating with this mangled body that is Rick. I wonder why? Maybe, because he is also a virgin?
If I refine this feeling enough, can I make incredibly destructive Virgin Balls? Not an inuendo. Actually, it might be.