(Mika’s POV)
The beast girl fell face first in the dirt, her legs raising comically. And Marion had just given her a bath too… well, whatever. I’m sure that u have some cleaning magic on my repertoire that could solve this problem.
She gets up slowly, spitting some dirt while coughing. As she gets up, I say:
(Mika): “You know, for someone that was saved from death moments ago, you’re pretty ungrateful, trying to run away as soon as I release your bindings.”
She glares at me, her red eyes full of rage. Oh my, her face is cute! So unfitting for a anger expression. Well, I suppose that being a slave does sour your mood in many ways. Oh, I can see her tail from here. So cute. I want to cuddle her- wait, that’s not the time for it.
(Mika): “So, you will glare at me the whole day, or are you going to say something?”
(Bunny Girl): “Shut up, human!”
She says, jumping higher than I expected, with a flying kick aiming for my head. Uh, so slow. This new body is nice, isn’t it? Full of power, magic, and everything you could ever hope for. I lightly bend to the left, and she flies straight pass me, the air caused by her movement taking off my hood.
I turn back while she’s still on the air, grabbing her arm and casting paralysis on her. She immediately goes limp. I hold her under my arm and go back to where Shadowmere is waiting. As I approach, she neighs.
(Mika): “I know, I know, you don’t need to remind me. I’ll bind the slave crest later, leave me alone.”
(Bunny Girl’s POV)
He caught me again. Shit. He brings me back to where the black horse is. Does this guy have some special ability to understand animals? He’s speaking with the horse after all, and the said horse seems to be answering.
He threw me again on the back of the horse, tying me up. And this time, I finally managed to take a look at his face, and what I saw shocked me. He’s… an elf! Not only that, he has black hair, and a manly face! Even his skin is deadly pale, as if he was made of snow!
Elves all have fair skin, but not that pale, with blonde or platinum hair, as well feminine face even if they are males, with frail frames. Elves that have manly faces are extremely rare, and, although are more of a normality to humans to have a handsome male, and for the elves, it’s like a godly face.
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Almost all of the male elves look like girls, pretty girls. Because of that, they delicate is the norm, and the manly face is the most beautiful that a male elf can have. Skin that pale is also an extremely rare trait. However… black hair is an sign of curse.
Cursed elves have black hair, or so it’s said. An elf… he’s not a human then? With black hair… so he is cursed like me? I was banished from my village for also being a cursed child. Beastman are superstitious, since our origin is that of animal spirits that took human form.
Our species is meant to not be able to use magic… and I am able to use magic. Because of that, I’m considered a cursed child, and I was banished from my village. My red eyes are the sign of my curse.
An elf that walks among humans… is he like me?
(Mika’s POV)
I climbed to the saddle of Shadowmere. Now, what do I do? As we trot back to the town slowly, enjoying the view. Right now, I’m having a severe lack of objective. This body has everything, magic, physical prowess… even magic items. This body is linked to so many powers and equipment that I can’t even name all of them.
Not only that, I also have unending longevity, and my body has too many regenerative powers, as well absurd tenacity. Even if I am decapitated, if my head is reattached within two hundred thousand years, I will come back.
Even if my body gets destroyed, as long my soul exists, I have a failsafe to recreate my body, even more powerful than before. It is the result of many modding tests and several mods that I created for roleplay features, as well things that I wanted to test.
I can clearly feel the several world-ending experimental spells and powers that I created for this character. Because of that, I don’t need to seek more power. I’m full of that already, to the point that I don’t believe that this world can give me anything that I don’t already have.
It’s like playing the world’s most vast and detailed game with god mode enabled. It may be fun to mess around, but it will eventually have an end to the fun. I will certainly get bored, knowing how I normally act.
Even this girl that I bought in an impulse. It was just for momentary amusement, since I saw something different in her that might be interesting in the long run by having her around. And now, my interest in the dungeon city died completely.
And now, to avoid a misunderstanding, I didn’t buy her because of piety. I’m a cruel being, as defined by the previous society. I don’t have empathy towards people, I only help if it seems interesting, and I feel no piety in seeing a human in a bad situation.
I was born into poverty and as an orphan and went days without eating when I was a child. I worked my ass off, even as a child, and made all the way up to a multi-billionaire modder. I was even hired by Bethesda to work in their next game.
And now, I’m feeling like I will get bored soon. Well, I do have a mission. Turn into a god. However, as far as I live normally in this world, I will ascend to godhood. And then, what? What can I do to keep me entertained during my “ascension”?
Adventure? Probably, there’s much of this world to be seen. Maybe settle down somewhere, start a city of my own. I always loved creating cities after all, and I wonder how it is to wage war. Not that would be a problem, I can create an army from nothing after all.
But I think that my priority should be after all to turn into a god. I do seem to lack something to achieve godhood. I also wonder what kind of divinity I am. The origin of this body is from a different pantheon from this world for sure, and a different universe all together.
I pull back my hood as we approach the gates of the city. Well, for now, I should at least look for some place interesting. Maybe a cold place, since I’m quite fond of it. Although my childhood was spent on the cold, working hard. However, I do like the cold, mainly snow. I want to go to a snowy place, and I would prefer it to be in the mountains.
I would also to make a name for myself, maybe kill something big. I also would like to go to somewhere famous, have a nice view. This city is quite bland, and the food here isn’t tasty. I also don’t have interest in the adventurer’s guild anymore. The system is interesting, but not that interested in that anymore.
Well, first, gather some information, and then depart on a journey, for a place to settle down!