It’s a very warm feeling right now. I can’t see anything right now, but I’m in a warm gooey liquid, which I can only assume is my embryo. I mean, I am a turtle of some sorts currently, and even the spawned ones usually spawn in the form of an egg.
[Hello] A weird illusion box appears inside my egg, lighting it up a bit, though not enough to really see anything
Hmm? Who’s that? Well, Anubis mentioned something about a program, so is this part of it.
[Something like that, yeah. I’m your system aide I look forward to working with you] The voice works in tandem with the box, what a weird box.
The voice is a nice soothing tone, and sounded like a youthful voice with a calming feel to it. In a second, another weird illusion pops up, which seemingly takes the form of a man. A very relaxed one. I say relaxed, as I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone that relaxed ever. This miniature, bond long-haired man with blue eyes is slouching on some sort of pillow. His clothes are weird, and almost something you’d see on a beggar, but the pants are made of a material I’ve never seen before.
[They’re called sweats. And this is a t-shirt. I like to dress comfy y’know?]
Ah. Well, who am I to complain. I’ve literally come back to the world of the living to live a life of freedom and rest, defying the normal laws of nature, so dressing comfortably isn’t wrong.
[Glad you get that. Anyway, you’re just about ready to hatch, so feel free to break out. I think you know what you need to do.]
And with that, the weird illusionary man disappears, leaving me in the dark place. Well if I’m just about ready to hatch, then…
I reach my hand(paw?) out till I find a hard shell. So that’s the edge of the egg. If I recall correctly, they use the edge of their beak to break through. The caruncle, as they call it. How do I know this? Random trivia I heard from a scholar discussing how a dragon turtle would hatch. Weird man, the Luke was. I’m pretty sure he was out that day.
Banging my head against the egg is a bit dizzying, but I can feel with each thwack, that the egg slowly cracks. And soon,
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Crack!
I’m free, as I feel the gust of air breeze through the hole. It’s not much, but it’s enough to inspire me to keep moving. I will say though, I’m feeling quite cold, likely a result of breaking out my yolk. Like when I leave a warm bath for the harsh cold.
Climbing out, I look about and find that I’m in a nest with three other eggs. Or, they were what remained of three eggs. As I looked about, I saw three tiny trails of footprints having wandered off already in three directions.
The nest itself was near a lake, though not too close, and partially dug into the ground. If I had to guess, it was hidden, but also open enough that the kids had options.
The weird illusion man shows up once more, as he gets up from his couch and stretches, groans, and pulls a book out of nowhere, which he begins flipping through, and finally settling on a page. With an ‘ahem’ he begins.
[Let’s see here. Mhmm, yeah, alright. Welcome player 105 to the newly established system, as well as your second life, blah blah blah,] He flips through a few more pages [The god Anubis has seen your plights and offered you a second chance and uh] He closes the book with a loud thud and smiled. [Aaaand that’s it! You have a stat section if you want to look at it and a level system. Feel free to call me whenever you want to talk. I’m going to take a serious nap.]
And with a poof, my new system aide was gone. I could deal with all that later. For now, I want to set out into this new life.
I begin walking in the direction in which no footsteps led, and I can’t help think about how slopy I feel walking on 4 legs, yet how much joy I find in such a simple thing. Pitter patter pitter patter…
I’m looking forward to this.
Chapter 3: Forest
The lake is surrounded by a forest, and that is a lush ass forest. I can hear chirps of both birds and crickets, like a natural symphony, a chorus of nature. And unlike those in the palace, I don’t have to compliment them!
The trees seem to be rather tall, though it’s possible I’m rather small. I was told I’m a turtle, but turtles alone aren’t monsters. They’re animals. I’m likely some sort of turtle monster. So, system guide I’d like to see that stat page you mentioned earlier.
And out pops that blond fellow from earlier, who is now on a different kind of pillow.
[Bean bag] was his response. Fascinating, this bean bag. I think I would’ve quite liked this as a man.
[Your status is right here. Run wild. {Yawn}] And he’s gone again. Did he yawn inside of an illusionary box? Weird. Speaking of weird:
Species: Moss Turtle Hatchling
Level:1/5
Hp: 200
Spd:20
ATK: 10
Def: 400
Moves: Photosynthesis, harden, vine lash, bite, Appraisal lvl 1
Pts:
Skill pts:
[Shop]
So those seem relatively useless. Not the skills mind you, it was undoubtedly valuable information for me to know what I can do. No, the stats were relatively useless for me, as I had no form of reference. Well, I’m sure I’ll figure that out in due time.