:: Dear Diary.....I always wanted a friend ever snce father left home. However, I never thought I would become companions with a golem. Wait, no. he doesn’t like to be called that. Also, golems have no intelligence, they are merely magical construct built from natural elements that could only take simple instructions. No, Nello calls himself a Tank. I’ve never heard of this type of creature before. It’s nothing like a gryphon, and it resembles a baby dragon in some ways. I can’t tell for sure. His nose is long, almost like an oliphant only it is always straight. If you tried to bend it, I think it will hurt him. ::
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“Nello. Tell me about your hometown. It’s called Stalingard yes?”
“……………..Um.”
It was a river bank. The span of water was about 30 meters wide, enough for about four lanes of cars to pass on through should it have been a road I nthe first place. The water was flowing steadily to the north, up towards the valley across the river. Over yonder, there were several farmlands that raised Minotaur like regular cattle. From a distance, they look very happy (#FreeRoomAndBoard).
The Half Elf named Pastrache could see them. If it weren’t for the fact she was sitting on a heightened platform, there was no way she could see over the tall shrubs that walled the other side of the river. If she were on the ground, her line of sight would surely become obscured. Like a child staring at a blank wall.
It was all thanks to her new friend, the T-34 Soviet Tank, Nello.
While she capped her eyebrow to see under the bright sun and surveyed the bountiful farms ahead, the tank she sat on spoke up in the voice of a small boy who was unsure of the world outside his home.
“I don’t know how to best describe it, where I came from..”
“Oh you don’t remember how it looks? Don’t worry. I’ve come across many adventurers when I was young who were reincarnated from another world. Often times, the transmigration process would blur their memories of their past.”
“N-no. It’s not that um…I don’t know how to say it, without making you really sad.”
“Nello?”
“Stalingrad is a city full of rubble. I think it used to be tall buildings, but I haven’t seen one stand higher than my head. Maybe, it could be the war I was born into that caused the damages.”
“…War?”
“Y-yes. I was born from the Stalingrad Tractor Plant, where I think most of my parts were gathered from different manufacturing plants in Leningrad and the electric components from Moscow. I was then deployed with my other tanks brothers to the Eastern Front.
"..."
"Hmm. Stalingrad was being invaded by the German Tank divisions. They were supposed to be our allies when they suddenly broke the Warsaw Pact and started to charge our homes. Most of my older brothers were taken by surprise. When we lost out first defenses, it was up to use new tanks to reinforce the lines."
“You…were really born in the middle of a war? Even fought in it?”
“I think so. Or, people were so angry with each other they thought using us tanks to settle a month long argument was a good choice. I don't know. The first time I woke up, I was already ordered to push the German tanks away from our city... Uuuh. Those Tiger Tanks are still scary to think about. Uuuh.”
<< Nello is suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. >> << Nello was dealt -1 Psychic Damage. >>
“…Nello, it's alright. You don't have to think about it anymore. You're safe.”
<< You used SIMPLE HEAD PAT on Nello >> << Nello's Mental Status has been healed by 3 points. Maximum Psyche >>
"Uwaaah. Thank you Big Sis. You're so nice to me. Sniff."
"It's fine. Please don't worry about it..."
The Half-Elf soon fell silent, even her own hand that capped the light from her eyes had fallen from her forehead. She was no longer in the mood to see Minotaurs grazing, or bumping into each other to suggest a mating call. She wasn’t even in the mood to watch the array of Buccanneer Salmon that were leaping up the river, against the stream, waving their Jolly-Roger color tails around.
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Their bodies glimmered under the thin waters, their tails vigooriously beating to propel itself forward. They would leap, dive, swim, and leap again just so they could become closer to the point where they will spawn the next generation, and die. Like most salmons do.
“…It must be terrible. To be raised in the middle of a war.”
“Yeah. Sometimes my brothers were mean to me even when we’re being produced. But the German Tanks were super scary. Three of them ganged up on me and start kicking and punching me into the ground. When they struck me on the head with a cannon shell, I blacked out.”
“…Then… that means you died. This would also mean you’ve been given a second chance by the Goddes of Rebirth! Right?”
“Goddess? What’s that?”
<< You were sticken by the SOUND OF SILENCE. >> << You received -1 Psyche Damage. Your Status is: Socially Stunned >>
“Y-you don’t know wh-what a Goddess is? But that's strange, most people who came from your world would...Oh...oh right. I understand now. You're a machine, so you may not be able to understand what a holy spirit is?"
"...Spirit?...GEH!? IS A GODDESS A GHOST! I-I DON'T LIKE GHOSTS! TH-THEY, I CAN'T SHOOT THEM LIKE A TIGER TANK!"
"Wait! No! B-breathe, Nello! Breathe! A Goddess isn't a ghost! She is a divine being who watches over us, a god so to speak only she is a woman. There are many gods and goddess who watch over the virtues and ideals of our world. For example, there is Odessey, the Goddess of Rebirth and New Life.”
“…Oh! I remember now! When I woke up after the German tanks knocked me out, I met this beautiful lady with scary eyes!”
“…………B…beautiful lady with scary eyes?”
<< Goddess of Rebirth received -1 Psychic Damage >>
<< Her status is: P*ssed >>
“Yeah, yeah. She had this nice soft lofty hair, a wonderful silver dress that makes her look like a diamond, but her eyes were very sharp. They felt coldered than the winter in Stalingrad.”
“…….Yeah. That sounds like Lady Odessey alright.”
<< Goddess of Rebirth received -2 Bonus Psychic Damage. >>
<< Her status is: Super p*ssed off >> ---
<< __ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED!!__ >>
~ Divine Bully ~
You made a Goddess cry, you jerk!!
Pastrache gave a sigh at that comment as she hung her head, quietly pushing aside the many mystical warning screens away from her eyes. She started to swing her long legs back and forth over the side of the armored tank track she sat upon. Even though her friend was a machine, she found many useful things from her time with him.
Essentially, he was a sort of wagon that was able to carry about five to six people. The space inside of his body was lofty, although there were many foreign instruements she had trouble understanding. Not to mention, they were inscribed in an archaic language she could not decipher. If only she knew how to read and speak Russian, maybe then she could fully utilize the equiptment installed inside of the Soviet Tank.
Inside, yhere were several seats, one dedicated for the gunner, the commander, the driver, and two more one for the radio operator and one for the machine gunner. Meaning, should Pastrache ever have to camp outside or if it began to rain, she could hide inside Nello’s belly, all warm and safe. As a bonus, due to his 45 mm armor it could block out an ambush or small army of goblins from attacking her when she slept.
“Say, Nello.”
“Yes?”
<< Nello struck you with 76 mm TANK GUN. >> << You were dealt -2 Bludgeoning Damage to the face. >> << You are Prone. >>
“BUGYAFFFFFG!?”
“A-ah! S-sorry, Big Sis! I-I didn’t mean to hit you in th head again! M-my nose is too long!”
The turret of the tank had suddenly spun around when the Half-Elf called for his name. It was as simple as turning one’s head to the speaker. However, he forgot the barrel was exactly 3 meters long. It was too easy for him to strike the Half-Elf girl in the cute nose. Ouch.
“…O…oh no… I-I think you broke it…Uuuh. Y-you smashed in my nose! M-my face is ruined! T-take responsiiity for my body, Nello!”
<< Nello's heart rate is: 0 beats per minutes. >> << Please use CPR to resuscitate party member. >>
“NYAAAAAAAAAH! I-I’M SORRY! I’M SUPER SORRY, BIG SIS! I-I DIDN’T MEAN TO SLAP OUR NOSE INTO YOUR HEAD! I-IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, HONEST! D-DON’T SCRAP ME! DON’T SCRAP ME! I-I DON’T WANT TO GO TO BEHIND THE VOLGA! I-I PROMISE TO MARRY YOU IF—“
“Just kidding. Bleeeeh (XP).”
“THAT’S TOO MEAN, BIG SIS! M-MY ENGINE WAS SKIPPING ONE TOO MANY BEATS!”
The Soviet tank had been waving around its barrel in panic, as if trying to throw its arms around to find a solution for hitting a girl by accident. When he found out that t was all a maidenly ruse, he could hear nothing but stich-cramping laughter.
Even though the day soon darkened to give way to rain clouds, the Half-Elf continued to relish in her hysteria, rolling around the tank body while cutching her sides. With the fact she rolled off and fell into a puddle of mud, she still continued her gidy nature.
“BRRBRB! PA-HA-HA-HA! Y-you should have seen the reaction on your face, Nello! I-it was priceless!”
“BIG SIS! PLEASE S-STOP LAUGHING, OR YOU’LL END UP DROWNING!”
<< WARNING. Your exterior is contaminated by 99%. You need to be cleaned. >>