Okay so it took me a while to get this done since I was messing with the table maker which if anyone has used it knows its like wrestling with a dragon in the middle of summer [th_083_v2.gif]
Anyways now that college is over maybe I'll release chapters faster~
Hope you enjoy!
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Lalalalala...lalala the maid hums her tune while she uses the duster to clean the Holy Sanctum where their ancestor resides. Such task is an honor for the most accomplished maid in the castle. For her it’s as if she is in the temple of the gods even though she flits about in a carefree manner.
Everyone in the city knows the story of their ancestor who was found centuries ago in this marvelous high tech facility later named the Holy Sanctum. The Royal Library has videos of their ancestor kept in the most secure safe deep in the building.
The ‘Holy Records’ show hours of communications that span of several days and the world’s top linguists still have not deciphered the meaning; legends say that the ancestor was the only life-form on the planet at the time when everyone was transported from their original world in an instant.
It’s the stone that is attached to the tank with the ancestors body that answered their questions about who this being is that lay in a gelatinous capsule. On the stone are engraved words in the transported peoples’ language:
Here lies your ancestor who will rise again – G. PhD.
None of the elders knew who this G. PhD. is, however after watching the Holy Records, the conclusion they found was that if the words on the stone was the transported beings language and not the native ‘ancestor’s’ then it should be that the words contain truth.
Of course there were a minority of elders who are power-mongering elites who fear that should an ancestor rise then the power they had built up would be used in the hands of the ancestor thus reducing their ‘weight’ they can throw around.
But after so many years the worries turned into dust since the centuries have passed and the being has not yet awakened…
Back to the present…
{Switching from Narrator to Wesley P.O.V.}
I try to open my eyes however it some kind of substance slowly seeps onto my eyes. It is blue and after moving my fingers and blinking my eyes it feels gelatinous. The gel doesn’t actually hurt my eyes when it gets in them.
It seems like the compartment I have been placed in is some kind of metallic vat of gooey liquid. I was hoping for some cool star wars cryogenic chamber, but I guess I can’t always get what I want. At least I know not to open my mouth now or else alien jelly will be my first meal in 1000 years.
After a few moments of cursing God I hear a mechanical feminine voice floating in my mind:
Greetings Wesley my name is Low-Key and I have been created by the god Loki to help guide you through adventures for as long as you will permit me. As a guide I will fill you in on the race and culture that has established itself here in the last several centuries. Loki probably hasn’t filled you in yet, but there is a lot of change on this planet~.
Ah? This A.I. rhymes a lot. How about I just call you “Key” since it’s easier? Also are there other things you can do also? Like being my own personal assistant or super multi-tool?
The name Key will suffice. However thinking I am only a tool is walking on thin ice. As a creation of Loki, please do not underestimate me twice.
Ugh, there was definitely an edge to her tone at the end. Not sure if I can handle the rhymes though. It’s like Siri from the iPh*ne trying to rap inside my head...
I should probably get up though. As I start to sit up, the lid of the compartment slowly opens. This metal coffin was making me feel claustrophobic.
Before I can even wipe the goo from my face I hear a mind-numbing shriek a few meters next to me.
Then, *pat(steps)* *pat* *pat*, *SLAM!*
Hrm, I guess that makes sense, I probably look like some slime monster that escaped confinement to feed on the bodies of humanoid lifeforms.
It was a maid that was hella afraid.
“…”
Elder Sormac P.O.V.
This report of a ship from the unknown plant is disconcerting. It has been seen that the direction is our planet. Our starseers believe that the arrival will be in about 7 days. Evidence points towards our ancestor being from that planet also. The population will go crazy when they arrive.
As my old teacher used to say, ‘Sometimes even a baby can calculate the math to figure out the aftermath.’
I just want to go back to my apartment and eat a home-cooked meal made by my wife. *Sigh*
*Knock knock*
Huh? Finally someone is here to help me escape my brooding!
“Come in!”
The door opens and my ever-so-faithful wife who is also my receptionist/assistant enters,
“Ahem, there is a maid who is on the edge of insanity and ‘requests’ your attentio—
“Elder Sormac, there is a monster who ate our ancestor!! A slime for sure!!”
One of the high-ranking maids zooms into the room with unnatural speed, interrupting my wife’s sentence.
What slime? Maybe all of that dust she has been cleaning has messed with her mind…
“Dear, maybe you should just humor her for now since you obviously need a break from work.”
Iyaa~ my beautiful wife to the rescue!
“Might as well. Lead me to the ancestor’s chamber so we can see this ‘slime’ that has devoured him.”
This should be interesting.
Wesley (3rd person P.O.V.)
Once he had ‘gracefully’ crawled out from his high-tech coffin, Wesley took a long look around at his surroundings. Most of the room looked the same as it did 1000 years ago except for instead of the hatch to the air-lock it was a sleek metal door with a handle.
Furthermore, all of the crates and shelves were empty as it looked like someone neatly pillaged everything in sight.
As a shiver ran down his spine he realized that he was completely nude. The cool air almost beckoned him to find something to wear before someone comes back to find him in all of his glory exposed. With Low-Key disguised as a bracelet, he ran around pulling every shelf out and turning the whole place upside down for something to wear.
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The whole time he didn’t even feel something wrapped around his waist nor notice it. Going back to the door a reflection of himself bounces from the metal to his eyes. Almost like a belt there is two black cords snaked around his waist. They felt tingly upon touched with his hands. with a thought of wanting them to be removed, before he can do so with his fingers the two cords unwrap themselves and start to sway in the air beside him.
What?! This…
Like a puppy who sees his tail for the first time, Wesley turns around and does numerous spins while getting dizzy and finding out that in fact he has two black tails that are 1m in length.
Oi, Key! Why do I have two tails?! I look like a demon version of a kitsune(without the ears)!
Loki instructed me to give you a message when you were to find out, here is what it is about: “Kukuku do you like them? Now you have ‘twin tails’, get it? Anyways your power for cloning your body is stored in both tails. The magic had to be put in an extra appendage. If I had put it in your legs or arms then the balance of power across your body would have disrupted and that appendage would have exploded. These tails were taken from a couple arch-demons from another universe to make sure they could withstand the colossal energy. When you split into two people each of the two will have one tail. Likewise both you and your clone will have a different mind, but still be connected. As a divine being I could make several clones of myself, that’s why I am known as a trickster spoken in many languages and stories. ‘Loki’ being my favorite name so far~. Now that you have been informed, please get along with Low-Key, she will be of more help than you can imagine. Ah, before I forget, just think ‘Status’ to get information like all everyone else does; become a pro at creation magic before the using natural elements and you will have an edge over others. Seeya later~
Tch crazy old man. At least I can use these tails for nights in the bed with women fufufu~. Nonono gotta keep a leash on my ‘other side’.
Pervert.
Kuh-?!
Before it could get any worse he changed his thoughts to checking out his status page.
Status!
Name: Wesley BourneLevel: 1Class: SovereignTitle: noneBlessing: Loki's ChampionRace: Neo-TerranStrength: 10Vitality: 10Agility: 20Intelligence: 150Charisma: 45Luck: 30-------------------------------------------------------------abilites-----------------------------------------------------------Creation Magic (Lvl. 1)Divine Split (Lvl. 1)Declare Land (Lvl. MAX)--------------------------------------------------------------skills------------------------------------------------------------All Element Manipulation (Lvl. MAX)Mind Fusion (Lvl. 1)Quick Thinking (Lvl. 1)
Hmm, my intelligence is the highest. There are a couple things that need to be specified. Divine Split?
Divine Split (Lvl. 1) – Split your body into two, creating a clone. Each time this ability levels up stats will be x2
Ok, Declare Land?
Declare Land (Lvl. MAX) – as a Sovereign you can declare land as yours and set taxes, control armies, create laws, delegate positions of authority, etc. (ask Low-Key for more info).
Warning: Dungeons and shrines cannot be claimed, however the land outside them can. To own a dungeon you have to clear all floors; Shrines don’t belong to any person. Anyone can challenge your position as ruler through duel. As this ability is MAX Lvl you can ask for someone to fight for you. Alternatively, Kingdoms or Empires already established can be subjugated by defeating their leader; however you have to win the duel without using other people.
Isn’t this a bit too OP?! Except there probably are many kingdoms and empires already on the planet since they have been living here for a millennia.
Next are Mind Fusion and Quick Thinking:
Mind Fusion (Lvl. 1) – Using Low-Key any information she gives can be sent through her to your mind. At Lvl. 1 you can only see pictures sent through your mind.
Quick Thinking (Lvl. 1) – Speed up your thoughts at twice the speed of an average human. Later lvls will increase exponentially.
These skills and abilities are great however I don’t have other peoples to compare to. So even though it looks amazing there are definitely others who could squash me like a bug. Oh well, no need to get hung up on it, just have to train like hell. Plus I have Key who can answer a lot of my questions…
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Ok so should I make Low-Key stop rhyming? I was thinking if you guys thought it obnoxious I would stop it...