“I’ve been stuck here for years trying to get this shitty book to accept me, and now it just chooses a fucking Goblin?!”

I told you, I’m not a goblin.

“Well tough luck Gobbo, I don’t fucking care.”

*Sigh* Fine. But can you at least tell me what this thing is?

“No. Fuck you.” she says as she goes and sits in a fetal position slightly outside the octagon, but not as far away as i had expected her to.

Judging by what she said earlier, I guess she cant go that far away from the book.

‘I guess I’ll just have to try and find out what this is myself then.'

'Let’s see now… The Index said something about Active skills?’

And just as I thought that, the book starts turning its pages again with a *flutter flutter*.

Active Skills

Hunting Claws

Phasing

‘Hunting claws? Phasing? I mean, I guess that must be what I used when I climbed the tree but… that's what this is? it shows my skills? I mean, that's good and all but do I only get to know their na-’*flutter flutter*

Hunting Claws

Due to having been born as a being that possesses natural claws you have been given this ability, though considered a common ability by most, it is also vital to survival.

This skill lets you harden and sharpen the claws on your two most dominant limbs.

With enough practice you will be able to improve the effects of this ability while also make it usable on other limbs.

Phasing

Due to having a ghostly disposition you have been given this ability.

This ability lets you phase small parts of your body through solid objects.

With enough practice you will be able to turn larger portions of yourself intangible.

‘Oh. Well that's helpful at least. And it does explain why I couldn't pierce the tree with my feet. But Ghostly Disposition? what is that?

“...”

*cricket sounds*

“...”

*cricket sounds intensifies*

‘Well it was worth a shot. But then what about the other things? Passive Skills?’

Passive Skills

Brainless

Heartless

Gutless

‘OH COME ON! What did i do to deserve that?!’

*pfft*

I look to my side and see Lizz flying next to my head and seemingly trying her best to stifle her laughter.

“AH HAHAH HA!!!” And failing miserably.

*Thud*

Sheshe has now fallen on the floor and is currently rolling around laughing while holding her stomach.

“...”

I try my best to send her a glare, but since I don't know what i look like I’m not sure if it had any effect, and also, according to Lizz I seem to be wearing a mask and that probably doesn't make my eyes any easier to see, either way she's laughing way too much to even keep her eyes open and see me.

An indeterminable amount of time (but most likely between ten minutes and half an hour) later.

*wheeze wheeze* I think she might have finally finished laughi-

“HA! That’s what you fucking get you shitty little Cunt!”

As foul mouthed as ever.

“What, you think you got the right to complain? now hurry up and look at what those things do, I’ve been researching this book for years so even though i hate your non-existant guts to the point where i would strangle you if you had any, that's not enough to make me miss this opportunity”

Fine. But only if you explain to me what you know about this thing afterwards.

“Alright, alright, you got yourself a deal”

I reach out my arm to shake hers a-

“But I still refuse to touch you! No way am i touching a goblin!”

I’m not a-

“I don’t give a damn! now hurry the fuck up with the book!”

Fine.

‘Well then, book, what do my passive skills d-’ *flutter flutter*

“...”

‘I’d really appreciate it if you tried not to cut me off everytime.’

Brainless

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Due to not possessing an organ with the purpose of adjusting hormone output you are invulnerable to most magic and skills with that have psychological effect.

Heartless

Due to not possessing an organ with the purpose of circulating air throughout your body you do not need to breathe, you are also invulnerable to all poisons that need to be inside of your circulatory systems to have an effect

Gutless

Due to not possessing an organ with

the purpose of absorbing nutrition you

do not need to feed

“Ohhhh, so THAT’S how you resisted my spell! phew, I was really that it was… something... else...” ‘...Aaaaaand she’s stuck in her own little world again.'

'Well, I’ll just keep looking then. err… what’s next? Titles?’

*flutter flutter*

Titles

One who chases the Dead

One who chases the Dead

Despite  having lost a loved one you refuse to give up and instead follow them to the world thereafter you have been given a ghostly disposition, this will alter what skills you learn in the future

‘Oh, so that’s where the ghostly disposition came from. But aside from that I don’t understand what it means. Chasing a lost one to another world? Well, as far as I’m aware this is the only time I’ve travelled to another world, so then that must mean there’s someone here who i used to know in my old world that died. Actually, there's only one person who i was close to in  my previous world that died. My great grandparents died before i was born and my normal grandparents were still alive when i died. So that just leaves...Shiona!’

Shiona Offerson , or Shove as we both called her, was the girl who gave me my stuffed toy and my nickname back in my previous world, we got pretty close, even became a couple.

But then one summer she had to travel down south on a plane to go to a family member's funeral.

She didn't really want to go either, she was actually scared of heights, but she decided that her family was more important than her fear and went nonetheless.

But then the plane crashed, there were many survivors, but Shove wasn’t one of them.

At first I was struck by grief, it felt horrible, but after I started carrying around the stuffed toy she made for me, that feeling of grief started slowly going away.

Now that i think about it, after that time a lot of my negative feelings started disappearing.

even when something bad happened to me it felt nowhere near as bad as it felt the last time that that exact same thing happened.

‘Does this mean that Shove was reincarnated here too?’!

I quickly look around and see that Lizz is still sprawled out on the floor, crying tears of relief over something trivial.

Knowing her I think that it’s probably best if i don’t let her know I’m from another world.

I go and tap her on her shoulder.

*tap tap*

*flutter flutter*

Hey, you alright?

“yeah, it's just… It was a matter of pride…”

“...”

Well, whatever, I’m going to keep looking in the book.

“What?!”

She immediately got back up and flew towards me.

*shrugs*

‘Oh well, good thing I didn’t tell her back when i was looking at my Titles.'

'Let’s see, Achievements.’

*flutter flutter*

Achievements

Created a Blessed Doll

Created a Cursed Doll

“WHAT!? YOU’VE created a Blessed Doll AND a Cursed Doll? AND SURVIVED?!?”

I stare at Lizz in shock at her sudden outburst.

I have a feeling that if she had been drinking something I would’ve been able to witness a majestic waterspout out of her mouth and nose.

A few seconds pass and she's still not responding so I decide to ask the book instead.

‘What’s the deal with them anyway? Book, could you show me what they mean?’

Created a Blessed Doll

Due to having subconsciously poured wishes into an object that carries resemblance to your species you have created a Blessed Doll.

Blessed Dolls are a type of spiritual guardians, they will try their best to fulfill the wishes of their creators and doing so without harming anyone.

‘Wow, that's err… that's something. I'm pretty sure that the only “object that carry resemblance to my species” that I’ve had is the plush that Shove gave me, so does that mean that I was practically living with a genie? But… I never noticed it doing anythi- wait... during all that time after Shove passed away, was this doll the reason that I started feeling better? At the time I believed that a soul wouldn't be able to pass on if someone was still clinging on to them, did the plush make me feel better so that I would let Shove pass on? But then… what about the other one? book, what is a Cursed Doll?

Created a Cursed doll

Due to having created a Blessed doll by using the taboo wish of being reunited with the dead, your blessed doll was eventually been corrupted into a Cursed Doll.

Cursed Dolls are malicious spirits that will try to fulfill their creators wishes, however these must not be confused with Blessed Dolls.

Although they both grant wishes, Cursed Dolls will select a method of fulfilling the wish that’s the most likely to severely injure, or even kill its creator.

‘Wait, so… at the platform, when i was dragged onto the tracks… it  was because of the plush? I’m not sure how to feel about this, on one hand I was killed, but on the other, I now have a chance of meeting Shove again… I’m really not sure how to feel about that…’

“I can’t fucking believe it! I finally meet someone who has a Blessed Doll, and yet they’ve already ruined it with a fucking taboo! Shit!”

I try my absolute best to stay calm. ever since I came to this world and got separated from my stuffed plush I’ve been feeling a lot more… well… feelings, and I’m afraid anger might soon be one of them.

“Not that I don’t understand you though, I performed a taboo once as well, that’s whole the reason I’m stuck to this damn book.”

“...”

She sounds… sad… like, not the way she’s been sounding before this, but like she’s actually regretting something.

“...”

To get rid of this depressing atmosphere I decide to open up the last tab in the book.

‘Storage’

*flutter flutter*

When it stops at the right pages both me and Lizz immediately see that it’s different from all the other tabs.

On one side it says:

Storage

  ¤

  ¤

  ¤

  ¤

  ¤

And the other looks like one of those infinity mirror trinkets.

So I do what any sensible person would, and stick my hand into the book to see whether it's just a fancy illusion or actually a tunnel.

Storage

  ¤ Plush’s hand

  ¤

  ¤

  ¤

  ¤

“...!” this time it was me that made a surprised silence, but rather it was Lizz.

“How could you just stick your arm in there?! are you daft?”

She shouts at me While I pull out my arm again.

“...”

“Aarrgghh! It drives me crazy trying to talk with a mute! Know what? Fuck it! I’m going to sleep!”

She then lands on the floor, lays down and rolls so that she’s looking away from me.

I look outside and see that it’s gotten dark, I guess this must’ve taken a lot longer than expected.

‘Well, i think I’ll follow her lead.’

And so I lay down and try to go to sleep.