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Capítulo 5: Chapter 5

We have been walking for a while now passing through tunnel after tunnel. Once again, leading us is the big oaf Barak and not once has the oaf stopped or slowed down and quite frankly, my feet hurt. We've done nothing but walk since we were born? Created? Existed?

Our numbers have dwindled quite a bit after that brutal massacre. Less than 30 now. We finally come to a stop after taking a corner. There was dried blood on the floor and on the walls of the cave. The ground was littered with various items as well.

"Pick something to cover yourselves. You work for the boss now. You need to at least look not naked." Barak ordered with disdain.

Walking over we began to inspect the items but they were all either too big to be worn or too damaged to even try. We were only about 3 feet tall (about 1 meter). Finally picking up some rags we wrapped it around our waists. We picked ourselves some usable weapons we finally stood at the ready. I picked up two broken spears. One with the handle a bit closer to the blade but enough for a full grip, and the other with a much longer handle.

Hmm, I wonder how I know it's called a spear. Shrugging it off, I test out my new weapons for a bit and holster them in my rag cloth.

After everyone was equipped, he brought us to another location before he stopped. We were before a wall but the entire wall had an exaggerated swirly pattern all over it. Barak walked up to it, cut his palm and smeared the blood in the center. The moment he did that the whole wall turned a swirling black and white color.

"Come on!" Barak indicated us to follow. Although afraid and unsure, we did, which brought us to…great, more cave.

"Welcome to level one. From here on out you only have one job. Survive." Barak said as he pointed to a wandering lone wolf with his chin.

The wolf had spotted us, however from its looks it seemed to disregard us and focus more on Barak as it let out threatening growls while moving backwards.

"Well what are you stupids waiting for, attack". Barak barked at us as we got our weapons ready.

Name: Black wolf

Level: 1

Skill(s): Lunge – increased speed by 10%

Using my skill, I see what it is, a black wolf, and this time I can see its level and skill. I ready my broken spears with caution, keeping an eye out on the wolf's skill.

A little over 20 goblins charge at the wolf and it was not pretty. With one swipe and it was able to take one or two down. With a single bite and a head flies off. This was not fierce battle between rivals. This was a sloppy fight for survival. Messy cutting and stabbings. Myself included. I however was employing a more stab and run tactic, waiting for the right moment.

Considering our numbers, the wolf realized it was on the losing end and it was only a matter of time before its death. Understanding this, the wolf turned with the intention to flee. It used [LUNGE] to jump out of our encirclement.

That is exactly what I was waiting for. I timed for the moment it would land and threw my longer spear at it with all my might. Right on the mark, it entered the side of the wolf earning a yelping sound as it fell on its side.

I lunged at it before it could try to lift itself up again as I drove my shorter spear into its neck over and over until it stopped moving. I was panting hard trying to catch my breath as I looked down at my first kill.

White energies emerge from the black wolf as a portion entered into my body. I felt invigorated, I felt strength almost intoxicating. Looking back, I saw the same energies spread amongst my 'brothers' as it entered into them.

However, compared to mine theirs looked like a thin line while mine looked as large as a bundle of hair. Only a few had a bit larger than the majority.

One more thing I noticed was that a larger chunk seemed to flow upward. Looking around it seems only one or two noticed it.

I probably need to stop addressing them as such. Maybe because we all "came" from the same place or maybe because we are all grey goblins?


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Carl_Joe Carl_Joe

Here's the other chapter for the day. Enjoy

Capítulo 6: Chapter 6

"Good, I can see some good seeds among you. From now on you will survive from here and get back to our base at the 35th level. Maybe you can become like me and stand beside our boss or even better - give you a name. Don't die too quickly." Barak's gaze passed over us, lingering over me a bit longer before finally walking away, disappearing from our sights. "Oh yeah, be careful of the humans" His annoying voice echoed out from who knows where.

'Humans, what kind of monsters are those?' Shrugging I put that at the back of my mind. Simply another thing to plan for.

Confirming that Barak had finally left I began to formulate a few plans. I needed to confirm quite a lot of things. Just before I could look at my status, I saw a goblin walk towards my direction. The way he carried himself was very different from the rest of the goblins. I noticed as well that he was among the extremely few that received a large chunk of the energies from the wolf.

He fought fiercely against the black wolf not letting up one bit. The three slash marks on his face are testament to that. Even after receiving those slashes he stood back up and fought with even more enthuse.

I don't like him, his type. The dumb ones that charge in without a plan. Hm…seems I have a type now. How strange.

He held a double axe with a chip on one side of it. "Hello brother, I saw how you fought earlier. Join us, especially with both of us together it will be easier to get stronger."

He did make sense. With our numbers it would be easier go get more of that energies. However, with the way everyone fought without any plan would get them killed and eventually drag me down with them. That's just stupidity

As if reading my mind, he pointed back at the rest of the group and said "We would need to polish their fighting a bit but I'm sure they'll get better as we grow stronger"

'Why are you excluding yourself, you fought the stupidest way of them all.'

Seeing me continuing to be quiet he added "Besides if we are strong enough, we can challenge the big guy that left, imagine how much energies he'd be storing in him, and then eventually, that fat shit. I'm sure he's just filled with it…"

A foolish dream.

"…So, what do you say?" He finished his long speech looking at me expectantly. Truth be told, it was not a bad idea. I still had too much I needed to confirm, however I needed strength to be able to do that and the numbers would definitely help getting stronger quickly. At least till I'm strong enough to leave on my own.

Going through my make shift plans quickly I nod to him "Ok, that sounds good to me."

The slash-faced goblin nodded as was just about to issue a command when my voice rang out from behind him "For now we need to carry the beast corpse and find a place we can use as our base."

I know I had no plans of joining them at first but since I am then I sure as hell am not going to suffer for it, and these scared cats don't seem to have the basic thinking down, or do they? I don't know and I don't really care.

The moment my voice ended, two goblins came forward and picked up the beast. They then looked at me as if to ask where we need to go. I turned to slash-face just in time to catch him turning away quickly. Was this bastard just glaring at me? That made me frown a bit. Seems I need to be careful around them.

"So how do you want to proceed?" I asked slash face. Yeah, since we don't really have names, I am definitely calling jealous here slash face. That's right, we don't have names. I don't have a name.

Just when I was beginning to contemplate, I heard a whisper. "Vin." I had spoken out loud without thinking.

"What was that?" Slash face turned to ask. Why is he scowling. Is he trying to hide his discontent? Such a shitty job.

"My name is Vin." I pronounce, as the others begin to whisper my name, almost as if to etch the name into their brains. I don't know why but my new name just felt right to me, almost as if it has been mine all along.

"We're moving out" He ordered everyone causing the whispers to die down as everyone began to walk ahead.


PENSAMENTOS DOS CRIADORES
Carl_Joe Carl_Joe

Another chapter. Sorry for the delays. Please let me know what you think in the comments. Enjoy and stay safe

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