Chapter 2: Lend me your strength little ones
* wailing, cursing, and self depreciating remarks that can be heard for miles*
How could this happen. First my friend try's to kill me, and now my house is in ruins,and my mother is gone. I'm at a loss.
It's only been a couple of minutes for me.
Right?
He looks around trying to make sense of it all.
She's still al... oh gods. Please tell me she's still alive. Before he can wallow any further his nose picks up a fragrant smell. Better than any flower or food he's ever smelled in his life. He get down and unnaturally moves around in search of the source. He pays no mind to his weirdly bent joints. He reaches his mothers room and detected a stronger smell coming from under the bed. He breaks back the floor boards to find a small red box. It smells delicious.
He opens it and sees, waste products?!
Failed alchemy pills.... dosing instructions!!!!!
No... no no no no way.
Please no.
My mother....
was poisoning me slowly.
Killing me more and more with every meal I ate. Can't be possible.... this can't be real.
But he accepted it as soon as it came. He was starving just a moment ago but strangely enough, he felt a little better now that his emotions have subsided. Even after having learned that this delicious smell was being produced by these balls of gunk, his wanting eyes still stared at them ...as if to devour them with his sight alone. He really couldn't understand it but his body moved on his own. He ate them one after the other as if he was suckling ambrosia straight from the teat of a goddess. He was on auto pilot, as long as he didn't try and move his body would do the movements automatically. He finished all of the pills and the bottle of green ooze and laid back as if he had devoured a whole teir 3 wild beast by himself. It was a weird sensation that came after he finished it all. It was like a hose was attached to both ends and pumping him full of boiling water. And as soon as those opposite streams clashed against each other he fell like it was snowing in his stomach. It was quite nice really.
He started to feel an urge after a few minutes.
He was feeling wasteful too. The same feeling he had when he couldn't finish all the food his mother made him.
( which he now regrets way less)
He sat in the basic meditative position he learned at school. He wasn't a cultivator like almost everyone else but he still payed attention during classes. He had at least the basics down. Eventually he relinquished control of his body to the same forces that brought him here. The cold feeling in his stomach turned into a warm swirl. His skin started to burn, his bones and joints creaked, and he was bleeding a blackish goo from his head holes. All this actually made him feel relieved. Now, I'm no masochist, it's not that this was actually really painful and I was just enjoying it. It was a refreshing experience that reminded me of a warm bath and a good sleep.
A cultivator usually does multiple body cleanings through out their cultivation journey to become a divine being.
(More so during the early stages)
But they are always painful experiences. Even people who managed to become immortals and gods had to feel pain during the cleansing process. But here I was... a waste , not a note worthy person in any way,
enjoying this like I was in a hot spring surrounded by beautiful women.
What the hell happened to me.
Eventually the warm swirl feeling became a boiling current, which made me go from a hot spring to straight up ecstasy. I nearly lost myself there for a second. The feeling stopped, and I got up now uncertain as to what I should do. I could look for my mother, but based on the evidence she was constantly poisoning me. For how long, who knows. She could have been together with Jou, or have fed me that stuff my whole life.
If I see her I ^might just try and ki.....^
What!?
What am I thinking. She's my mother...
< what kind of mother puts her son through all that pain and hardship>
I don't have all the facts. I'm sure if I ....
{ stop lying to your self you fool.... she never saw you as anything more than a burden... no wonder she tried to * motions a blade to her throat*}
Stop it.... I'll just let it be. I'm still alive and feeling much better now. I can even cultivate so I can live like a normal human. Even if I go and try to find her it [ would only be so I could see that b*tch and Jou's faces when I was standing unharmed in front of them, laughing in their pathetic....] hey wait a second who said that? Answer me!!
Huh. Maybe those were just my thoughts..
^that's right^ {that's right} [that's right]
<that's right>
See, nothing to worry about.
I stand up. And notice that my body was covered in a slimy sweat. And dark splotches were all over my body and clothes. I was planning on taking a bath to clean my self and find some clothes around to change into but I soon feel that same nice warm feeling envelop me again. I noticed that my pores were wide open and uhh * blech* absorbing in the dark slimy fluid. My clothes were also being cleaned as the dark splotches shrunk in size until they disappeared. Okay then. I really don't even want to comment on that because I'm trying not to hurl Rn. I go to my uncles room and strangely enough find his armor and sword just laying there. They were both damaged and were covered in a black grim. It's probably old blood.
What happened here.
^Did your mom use her new found powers as Jou's mistress to exact revenge on Uncle Lu?^
{ that's probably exactly what happened }
[ good guess ]
/ *&$%£€#*/
That can't be true. She's way to beautiful to become that stanky bastards bitch. She could easily rope in some other more powerful better man with her looks alone. She might have a barren womb, but she's still one of the most gorgeous women in this entire region, hands down.
< I'll take your word for it >
Hmmm.
As he stood there contemplating... he heard rattling in the shed outside.
Finally Dinner, I'm still starving.
{ what if it's a person?}
^ same difference ^
{ what if it's... a child?}
\*********\
I grab some of uncles armor and sheath the sword on my back. It's really tight for some reason. I'm pretty sure uncle was a little more than twice my size last I saw him. I rush to the shed and open the door. It's a family of Koos.
Tiny nearly harmless birds.
There are stories of koos that reach divine rank and go around the entire continent helping people. They are prominent in my peoples culture as divine entities regardless of their rank and should be treated as such. That's what my mind was telling me, to respect their privacy and leave them alone.. maybe even pray to them a little.
But my stomach was telling me something else.
Well... I'll make it quick.
_ koo?_
He walks into the shed and closes the door behind him.
The forest wept that day.
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