AunaLuna sighed as she stretched. She thought about how lucky she and her new friend were. They struggled the first month due to the cold; winter had now officially ended though. Now it should be Yarren, the 6th month of the year. Summer will start next month.

They had found the crater shown on the map. It looked like a big hill with a hole in the centre. The inside was about a football field in size. There were not many monsters in the field. This was most likely because the sides leading into the field were high, and mostly smooth. It would be hard to get in without earth magic. The few monsters in the field either flew in, or managed to dig in.

AunaLuna spent weeks trying to replicate the runes writing on the stones in the clearing. She did eventually gain a skill called runic magic under moon slave. She had heard about runic magic scholars and mages studied. It was a powerful magic that was too slow for battle use. Instead, people used it to enchant items.

She used her new ability to copy the stones and create a magical barrier in their new home. These runes were special they did not use very much of the users magic to activate. Once activated they fed off the magic of the land. Once the new spot was ready, she moved here to the crater with the child she named Ciela.

There were no more children dropped off in the clearing. AunaLuna made sure to visit once a day to check. It seemed that they don’t drop off children that often.

AunaLuna sighed again thinking about how her odd habit of narrating her life turned into a skill. She wondered if this is what it meant to be crazy. “I Am not crazy” She spoke aloud.

“Maybe don’t randomly say things like that? It really makes you sound crazy.” Ciela smiles sweetly while she shakes her head. She got up most likely to tend their little garden.

“Sorry I’m still not use to this inner voice, it’s so sassy at times like it has a mind of its own” AunaLuna began getting ready for her hunt to which she may catch something.

Maybe if she didn’t feel the need to always distance herself through narrating everything in her own head she wouldn’t have ended up in this situation. Stop it. She thought. Both of them had gained the survivalist job. It was a job that many adventurers had after getting lost. While Ciela had a level 1, AunaLuna raised hers to level 3 what a go getter.

AunaLuna used her mapping, tracking, and hunting skills under survivalist to hunt small prey. She wouldn’t get experience points from killing animals only monsters. The monsters were too strong though. She had managed to take one by surprise early on in the crater, but she was not ready to risk her life again. The bear had been a fluke, and there were not many small monster bunnies around. She did kill as many monster bunnies as she could.

She looked at the mapping in the corner of her eye through her skill. On it a few red dots appeared. She knew to avoid these; she had placed a tracker on the most dangerous monsters in the area. With her hunting skill she looked for prey like rabbit. Calming her breath and steadying herself she shot her arrow. It hit the neck of a rabbit not too far away from her. A rabbit is good enough for both to eat for a few days.

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“I’m home my little farmer!” I call out to Ciela. The little girl bounces towards me with a big grin. She is small for her age though that did not stop her from knocking down AunaLuna. Do you really have to point that out? She thought to her narrator.

“You got a rabbit? Yummy! My tomatoes have finally bore fruit as well!” Ciela pulled me with her. Showing me the plants.

I had named this girl and taught her how to see her own status screen. She had had unused stat points. As people got 4 per level, she had a few from her time with her mother. She was born with the farmer job, which brought shame to her father. Her mother often told her this, and that was why she was a secret. She wasn’t named simply because the mother was too ashamed to name her. AunaLuna narrates to herself, still surprised she got the narrator skill. AunaLuna ignores her narrator, allowing it to become a hum in the back of her head as she self-narrates instead. At least when she can do it before the narrator.

After her mother died, to which Ciela didn’t know how, her grandfather handed her over to her father. She was then directly handed over to the people who brought her to this forest. She doesn’t know how far she travelled though, she thought at least 5 days. AunaLuna thought she would have had to be from close to the edge of the forest. Most likely a border town.

You know you are distracting right? AunaLuna asked herself. I asked you not me! She thought frustrated. Her narrator would not be distracting if AunaLunas’ own mind did not wander so much. AunaLuna sighed defeated looking back at Ciela who was explaining the different plants she was growing.

The little farmer has skills that allow her to identify seeds, and plants similar to appraisal magic. They had found seeds and plants in the clearing, the field, and from animal droppings. They sorted them out knowing they would need to grow food. By emptying their mana into the plants, they made them grow faster, and increased both of their mana levels.

“Should we try to skin the rabbit?” Ciela asks me snapping my narrator to the edge of my mind momentarily.

“We should yes.” I move to the pond near one edge of the field. The water was clear most likely coming from an underground spring.

After about 2 hours of hard work, the rabbit was dressed. All organs were removed, the girls’ lunches also came up a few times. They were still not use to it. AunaLuna had dressed the bear in a state of fear and adrenaline. Which made it easier than in her normal state. The pelt was badly removed and lay drying on a rock. The meat was removed from the bones. Some meat was wrapped in leaves to smoke and the rest was boiling in a pot.

“It’s going to be tough, isn’t it?” Ciela pokes in the pot with a wooden spoon.

“Did your other world memories tell you that?” I ask.

“Yes, though mine are not as clear as yours” Ciela was also blessed with the other world person blessing. She also had a long-life blessing that claimed her life would be longer than normal. Her memories were unclear most of the time with just bits coming in. She lived on a world similar to this one without magic. She talked about how much she loved maple syrup. One of my books did say that maple trees grew in this forest. AunaLuna thought about looking for a sapling again.

“We should dance in the moonlight.” Ciela states after our meal of tough meat, berries, and tomatoes.

“Sure.” I smile. We did not often get a chance to just be children.

The girls danced in the moonlight for many hours laughing and giggling. AunaLuna felt a strange peace and strength. Soon her movements seemed more calculated and focused. For a second, she felt like she was in a dream.

Ciela broke my thoughts “So pretty, it’s like you were a spirit for a minute”.