Evening was soon approaching, and passionate voices thundered inside the village hall. Solutions and arguments were thrown around and everyone seemed to forget the time.
As darkness encroached, torches were lit and no one voiced out the desire to stop the meeting.
I needed to relieve myself even though this time, I controlled myself and did not have too big a lunch. Silently, I excused myself and exiting the village hall, saw that even outside it was crowded.
Eh. I'll just go home and shower after pooping. I'll see what happens tomorrow. Probably not even done by then. Might take a week before everyone agrees to a solution.
Walking back by myself, somehow the shadows seemed darker this evening.
It almost feels like night... Urk...
My stomach gurgled and I was forced to run towards the cliff beach. Hopefully no one would be around as I relive myself.
***
Ahhh~ Sweet sweet relief... Oh crap. What do I wipe with.
I crawled down the cliff to gain acess to sea water to clean myself till my bottoms are pristine and shiny.
As I crawled back up, pants slightly wet, my head poked out and the first thing I notice is a giant shadowy hand crushing down on a house, flattening it like a pancake.
Whuh?
I lowered myself back on the cliff and peeked, trying to hide as much of myself behind the cliff surface.
Screams, shouting and the noise of fighting became apparent. In my absence, somehow the village got attacked or went mad and rioted.
Oh shit! What the fuck do I do?
As the gigantic shadowy hand dissipated into thin air, feeling lacking in information, I decided to slowly sneak nearby the village, to understand the situation and see if I can help.
As I got closer to the peripheral of the village, I could see several corpses on the ground. They seemed to be running away from the village and were cut down in their attempt. Woman, children, men. None were spared.
From their wounds, I can only surmise it was inflicted by beyonder abilities. Large holes, bite marks, some limbs were torn apart like rags. Some had hatchets and wooden poles stuck in their wounds. There were even charred corpses strewn around.
This is an attack by a group, not an individual. Some used normal weapons and some... Yeah that's a giant claw mark if I've ever seen one...
I shivered. Someone is watching me.
I looked ahead and a and saw a man leaning behind a house. Our eyes met and he grinned.
He languidly walked out towards the corpses while not removing his attention from me. Pulling a broken sharp stick from the head of a dead child, he licked the sharp end. Brain matter was stuck on it and he happily ate it.
He pointed the sharp end of the stick at me and sneered, "Delicious~ Nothing beats a freshly caught prey. Want a taste?"
First person I met and it's a friggin cannibal. Shit! Let's try to think of a solution...
Trying to delay and hopefully confuse him, I replied, "Sure. Lets see what it tastes like..."
His grin got even bigger, almost covering the width of his face. He prodded the head of the body lying on the ground and scooped up some brain matter with the sharp stick, then tossed the stick on the ground in front of my feet.
I slowly picked up the stick and tried to think of a plan.
Ah. Brain on a stick. Fuck me. Do I actually have to eat this? Won't I get prion disease or something? Need a plan. Need a plan. Need a plan.
As I stood there looking at the brain, the mad man slowly walked near, "Come on! Have a taste. I assure you it's quite exquisite..."
He suddenly lunged at me and tried to grab the stick. I pulled my hand back in response, making him miss his grab, and then followed the action with a thrust towards his eyes.
He leaned his head and I missed my riposte and only grazed his cheeks.
He paused and took a step back, then wiped his bleeding wound with his finger, before licking the blood off his fingers. "You're quick! I'm going to enjoy hunting you..."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a slightly chipped knife, then started assuming a fighting stance, with the knife held in his right hand pointing towards me and his left hand facing me in an open grabbing motion.
My spirituality started decreasing and his eyes became slightly unfocused.
What's this!?
Suddenly, a loud nose, akin to an explosion, thundered near the village center and he turned his back towards me to look at the source of the noise.
Oh yeah bitch! Try forgetting this!
Instinctively, I lunged towards him and thrusted the sharp stick once again, this time at his neck and him somehow being unaware of me, the attack struck true. It pierced from the right of his neck to his front , just below his chin.
He tried to breathe and cough at the same time but all I could see was him gagging in struggle. After a few seconds, he dropped to the ground.
After collecting myself for a while, I picked up his dagger and tried to enter stealth once again.
Before walking away, I noticed a crystal tongue forming on his forehead.
Huh. Would you look at that! More loot! Wonder what sequence and pathway he is?
I took a cloth pouch from a nearby corpse and plopped the beyonder charateristics in it. Then hid the pouch in between the folds of my pants.
I don't know how to seal it though. Hope it doesn't randomly merge with it's container too quickly...
Do I go further in, or just escape and wait it out?
Wait...
My blood turned cold as I remembered something important...
Pillar! My poor FLOOF! I've got to look for him.
Time to get back to the turtle shrine where he is.
Shit!
Hope nothing happened to him...
I took a roundabout path around the village, trying to stay as far away from the village hall where most of the trouble seems to be brewing.
Once in a while I can even hear screaming and fighting so the troubles have not stopped yet.
Fortunately the place where I tied Pillar, the shrine with a turtle shell altar, was quite far from the village.
As I approached it, I heaved a sigh of relief as the area had not shown any damage from the attacks.
Guess they focused on causing maximum casualties? Almost everyone is there right now...
*RUFF*
As I got close, I was immediately greeted with the best doggo in the world.
"Oh look at you! Thank goodness you're alright." I picked Pillar up and untied his leash. Then gave him extra headpats cause he was so cute and fluffy.
Have I told you how cute and fluffy he is?
"My... That is adorable..." A sickly voice hissed out behind me.
I paused.
Then slowly turned around and saw Jacob, the crazy prisoner that had initially healed Bell with his flames, slowly walking towards me.
Guh! No one has any resources to share? I can't remember the plot of lotm T_T