{Sound of a Japanese food cart blaring}
What was that? I could hear some sort of weirdly toned flute. I didn't know what could make a noise like that, but it sounded. How could I describe it? Apetizing? In any case, I was now stranded on an unknown shore somewhere, so the faster I could get some help, the better.
I don't see much when I walk by toward the coming Sound until I can barely make up a small food stand luring in the distance behind some fog. The person next to the stand, however, immediately gives me the creeps as I can see a strange little purple letter-like symbol coming out of their body quite literally.
ゴゴゴゴ
The gaze of the man behind the food stand soon meets mine, and I freeze in place as an inexplicable fear rushes over me, telling my body to get the fuck out of there, but I can't. "Hey there, young lady, are you lost? I'll give you directions for a bowl of ramen. Only fifty Eris for it!"
How did he even know I would be lost? I guess my clothes and appearance are different than his. His eyes looked like he was trying to open them, and I couldn't see the ridges in his eyelids. Was he this world's version of Asians? I'd seen them before in pictures but never before in real life.
The clothes the man wore were also a bit tacky and, overall, strange-looking, as he had some sort of short pants with a tunic-like shirt and a sword to his side. Why was the man in here, though? I couldn't make sense of it since no one else was coming this way anytime soon, and yet he was here selling food. To who? To me?
ゴゴゴゴ
ゴゴゴゴ
ゴゴゴゴ [COROLLA THE SEVENTH]
ゴゴゴゴ [Magic type: Word magic domain]
ゴゴゴゴ [Danger Level: {S tier to humans} {C tier to dragons}]
I didn't know why or how, but I was too nervous all of a sudden. I couldn't even answer the guy. I was literally muted until I could finally talk again once those purple letters stopped coming from his body. "What's wrong, young lady? Did the cat eat your tongue?"
"No, please excuse my bad manners, and yes, I will buy some of your food if you tell me how to get to the Bering Strait." My throat, still locked, barely let me say this to the man with no confidence or power whatsoever. It felt like I was powerless against this guy.
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"Oh dear! The Bering Strait, you say? That's a long way from here, Miss." The man shakes his head as he makes me a bowl of whatever that ramen thing was. Something about the man was weird, but more importantly, I got even more concerned when my appraisal didn't work on him, and he seemed to notice my attempt as his eyes met mine once more.
"You shouldn't be appraising people without their consent; it's bad manners, you know?" The man is so brash in pointing my fuck up right to my face while his left hand calmly hands me over a bowl of ramen which looked like some sort of soup with spaghetti noodles at the bottom.
"I am sorry about that; I just have trust issues after my travels. Please don't think much of it." The man doesn't say anything and just points at the bowl of ramen as he gestures for me to try it, which I do just to be surprised at how good it is until I grab one of the noodles, which has a strange shape.
ゴゴゴゴ [ 火 ]ゴゴゴゴ
"What's wrong, miss? You didn't like it on FIRE!?" The spoon and the noddle, in a strange shape, suddenly burst into flames, hitting me directly in the face like a small explosion. I fucking knew it the second I saw this guy. To begin with, he was such a shady character, but what kind of magic was that!?
Luckily for me, I had already distrusted the bastard after his sharky appraisal comment, which was why I wasn't blown up to bits by the fire as I deployed a small black shield against my body beforehand. Still, his explosion was so powerful it blew up my shield in a single strike. Whoever this guy was, he was no joke.
"Who are you!? Who sent you here?! ANSWER ME!" I try to intimidate the man, this time summoning my dark sword and shield, ready to fight him, as he calmly walks away from the food stand just to reveal he had been sitting this whole time, but he was already incredibly tall.
"You're not getting out of here, so I might as well tell you. I am COROLLA THE SEVENTH! And it was Master Julius who sent me here." Goddamn that bastard Julius, can't he give he fucking break? Good fucking grief, I am so tired of his bullshit.
"If you haven't seen my battle record, then you should know I haven't lost to any of Julius's minions, so it would be better for you if you ran away with your tail between your legs now." The strange man becomes even stranger as he stands up and towers over me at a massive height of over THREE meters. The man is enormous!
ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ
"Oh, sweetie, I know the extent of your powers quite well, and while you're dangerously close to mine, your inexperience and my unbeatable magic are enough to kill you; you can't beat me even if you tried." Corolla holds a large war axe on his right arm now as more purple letters start coming out of his body again.
ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ
"I don't intend to die today, so bring it!" And just then, out of nowhere, while I'm focused on Corolla, another one of those strange-shaped letters sticks into my left ankle, and when I notice it, the thing just cuts me deep without a sound or a warning. I start bleeding from a deep cut as the man laughs maniacally.
"AHAHAHAH! SEE!? ALL I HAVE TO DO IS DO THE SAME ON YOUR THROAT, AND YOU'RE A GONER! YOU CAN'T WIN!"
ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ ゴゴゴゴ