I've hit a writer's block damn.
What shall I write? Is the question I ask myself as I had already finished the test, looking. Repeating the question to myself, the test ended.
"Hey Ranris, you ever going to finish the book you were so hyped for?" (Archana)
"I cant write no shit"(me)
"Ah, lol. How's the test" (Archana)
"Bah" (me)
"There's another test later, English" (me)
"Bah" (me)
And once again another test started, after finishing it, I thought of my previous question.
"WHAT THE FUCK" (RC)
Lol, the teach is going to kill you idiot, screaming in a test. Looking up, I saw the exact carnage I thought of when writing my book.
"What?" (me)
Being shocked, I let out a stupid voice, shit the teacher's head exploded.... What the fuck?
Anddddd....the chicken appeared, oh shit.
"Hey, What's up, I expected more of a shock, you look like youre bored as hell" (Chicken)
Shit.
"It's not fun if you don't reply human, though it's funny how you are able to write something that would happen to you so accurately, I'll change it up a bit. " (Chicken)
With a shrug, the chicken started glowing. Out of its ass. FUCK!
And I fell unconscious, what the fuck.
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Who am I? I thought as I came into a new world, I open my eyes to see a very small hand with a exquisite red emblem with a black slash in front of me.
I look around, I am surrounded by wood and leaves, this seems to be my birthplace.
"Kill her, we will NOT have a summoned hero here, they can track us! " (???)
A sturdy looking guy with black wings on his back is arguing with two other smaller people with similar wings, my mind told me they are Dionias.
"We finally had a Child! How long had we waited?! You cant just tell us to kill her!" (Guy)
"IT'S EITHER HER OR US!" (sturdy guy)
"SHES A CHILD! " (woman)
"YOU LOOK AT HER! A CHILD COULD BE CRYING BY NOW! SHE IS JUST LOOKING AT US! WHAT KIND OF A CHILD IS THAT? " (sturdy guy)
"I DONT CARE! SHES OUR CHILD" (woman)
"I'll give you another choice, sent her to the wild, far away from here. " the sturdy man spoke in a low dangerous voice.
"...Fine" (guy)
The woman walked towards me and picked me up and into her arms. She sighed softly "You understand us don't you."
I did not reply, she sighed again and placed me onto the soft blanket I was sitting on earlier.
At about noon, after packing they brought me to somewhere very distant from where I woke up and placed me on the forest floor along with a white bunny and a backpack.
As they left, the woman looked back and smiled, somewhat bitterly.
And that was the day I lost my 'parents' whom names I do not even know.
The bunny looked over towards me and met my gaze, it had pitch black eyes, and said nothing. In return I also said nothing but instead I started to analyze what had happened within the time span of today.
Waking up, I have no memories, but I have knowledge to a certain extent, when looking at something, I can register it under a name but I have no information other than that, for an example this Bunny over here, I know what it is classified as but not it's properties. However it seem that I know terms like weak, strong etc, and basic speech.
Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.
Did I find all of this weird? No. It is simply who I am, there is no why or how as far as I am concerned.
I look at the rabbit again, it seemed to be eating grass, eating is to replenish your energy like sleep, both are similar, but different. Oh wait, I also have access to knowledge concerning to my own basic needs, may it be instinct or anything else, it is a essential to know.
What I need is subsistence, protection, understanding and freedom. At this point, my priority is subsistence and protection, I need to secure food and a safe area.
I unsteadily stood up and looked at the surroundings, my legs are a bit too weak but it is understandable, I am in what I call a "forest", from my birthplace, the pair that brought me here lived in a tree, no, they built a house on a tree, a tree house.
I felt no anger thinking of them. Instead, I focused on ways to built something similar, I walked around to pick a suitable tree whilst avoiding any strange beasts that seemed to be aggressive.
I found it, one I was looking for a magnificent grandfather tree, one so old and large that I wouldn't be able to see the top. After hours of searching, I finally came across the perfect one I hoped for, an oak tree, older than living memory by several generations. The branches reached far into the space of neighboring trees allowing escape whenever I needed to.
I picked out a dagger from the backpack they left me and dug into the tree, bit by bit for about an hour, creating a small hole enough for a small sized child to sleep curled and another smaller one to keep my food supplies.
I held the dagger, I would not be killing animals as I was too weak but I would use it for self defense. Turning around, I find a pile of food, consisting mainly of nuts and herbs, and a bunny next to it.
Ah it wants me to continue making the shelter and it'll get food, I did not know who I understood it by looking at it's eyes but I took it nevertheless, turning my back to the bunny, I continued to enlarge the hole to fit a rabbit.
I watched the sun set, along with the bunny, we had already carved out the very first floor, 3/4 of the diameter of the space was our sleeping quarters while the rest of the space was a carved holes that I could put my toes and fingers into and climb to the other floors, the first floor was about a meter, far enough for a child and a rabbit.
Our food supplies are some small mice, nuts and herbs, it seems that this Bunny likes to eat mice.
The relationship between us is what you may call mutual benefit, but it is not to the point that I would entirely trust it. Though I realized something intriguing, we are able to communicate without speech, telepathy.
'Do you have a name?' I asked while looking at the setting sun
'No.' how blunt.
'Do you want one?' I asked
'Do you?'(Bunny)
After contemplating, I answered 'There's no need for one. '
'The same goes for me' (Bunny)
And that was the end of my first day as a abandoned newborn.
*putty here, I've started translating to yeah. Barely any thing here. I'm sorry.*