Iregun
Terrarian
My first language is not english even tough i can speak fluently, i may not be able to use a diversed vocabulary. Plus my keaboard isn't in english, so excuse me for my errors, i will do my best.
The forest here isn't that bad.
Once you get used to the danger and the constant threat, it is a beautiful place to live peacefully.
I like to take long walks all day, it allows me to exercise, gather plants and mushrooms for food and know which areas I should avoid in the future; one stone several birds.
However, today is a bit… special? I found someone unconscious. I checked and he was alive.
The lying stranger had a rather unique appearance that I had never seen before. Hair blue as the sky, his eyebrows the same color, a well-proportioned face. And honestly, he's quite handsome.
Why? Why would anyone in their right mind choose such a place to sleep?! What do I do?!
While I was busy wondering, the stranger showed signs of waking up.
When he opened his eyes, I could see their blue color like the ocean. Yep, he's definitely attractive.
He got into a sitting position, staring around for a few seconds, then fixed his gaze on me.
He sounded confused and hesitant as he asked softly:
“Where am I?”, he had a crystal-clear voice and good elocution. But something about him seemed strange, he had an accent that I had never heard before.
I realized I had frozen when I saw him staring at me expecting an answer from me, I cleared my throat to ease my embarrassment and replied:
“In the forest...on the central continent.”, I received a different reaction than I expected, he seemed to understand the situation even though his expression remained lost.
We were in an awkward silence for a few seconds, before I continued:
“I bumped into you moments before you woke up, and I didn't do anything weird so don't worry…”, as I embarrassed myself in front of the stranger, he seemed quite indifferent. I don't know if I should be relieved or hurt. I tried to catch up, introducing myself:
“I live in this forest, my name is *ploc*.”
“Plock?”, asked the confused stranger.
*ploc* *ploc*
The end of my sentence was cut by a particular sound that I recognized immediately, the sound resembling that of the shock between a gelatinous substance and a hard surface. I warned myself and the stranger seeming to grasp my intention stood up and prepared as the origin of the sound seemed to approach.
I immediately took my bow and arrow out of my inventory and nocked the arrow when I saw a figure appear behind a tree. The figure turned out to be a green slime (thank the gods).
I shot my first arrow to then call a second in my hand after confirming the impact of the first which made the slime move back slightly, I motioned for the stranger to back up and I followed him while shooting the second arrow that got the better of the slime, which after a few seconds compressed on itself until it formed a small mass of inanimate gelatin: these were the remains of the slime. I took a few moments to catch my breath.
“What was that?”, during this short battle the stranger was not a dead weight and seemed to understand the gravity of the situation quickly, but I thought he had no weapon since he didn't help in the fight.
It's stupid to come to this place without any means of defense. The more it goes, the more I tell myself that this person is weird. I answered without thinking:
“A gelée or a slime, the name varies depending on the region, they are clumps of living gelatin, and as you could see for yourself, they are big and resistant even if they lack the power of attack. Individually they are not a threat but in groups they can be formidable enemies but the worst thing about them is the sound they make when they move, it makes them predictable and incredibly annoying. Generally, they are passive, at least until they find prey or are attacked. There are several variants: green, blue, purple, and many others with different abilities. I would like to taste the rose gelatin, apparently it's delicious and...”
Ah! I let myself be carried away. He asked me one simple question. It's so embarrassing.
The stranger seemed interested in the information I had if I believe his answer:
“You know a lot.”
I just replied in my embarrassment:
“Sorry, I talk a lot.”, he didn't seem to care too much. I continued:
“I think we should go to my house to talk. As you have just seen, it is not a very safe place.”, while indicating the direction in which my house was. He nodded and we started moving.
Along the way we encountered 2 green slime thanks to the safe path I created last time; we performed the same tactic to get rid of them. The ride was long and quiet, thanks to my poor social skills.
We arrived home a little before sunset. I lit the campfire in front of the house adding the gelatin to it, I noticed the curious eyes of the stranger and I spoke:
“Gelatin is very flammable; it is an efficient fuel. Which explains the weakness of slimes to fire”.
“You really know a lot of things,” he said, looking at the campfire.
“Okay, let's talk inside we'll be more comfortable”, I invited him to come inside after making a torch with wood and gelatin which are in my inventory. The Unknown saw the torch appear in my hand had a very interested look but said nothing.
I must say that I appreciate his discretion.
Once inside, I placed the torch on the same wall as the door and another on the table in the middle of the room.
“You can sit where you want.”, I said, pointing to the two chairs facing each other with the table between them.
He sat down and I did the same. We were maintaining eye contact in this bizarre atmosphere before I broke the silence:
“As I said earlier, I live in this forest, my name is Andrew. Pleased to meet you.” I say, smiling.
“My name is Ezo and I'm glad I met you before the slimes,” he said, chuckling lightly.
“It could have ended badly, that's for sure”, I laughed back.
“I want to thank you. Without you it could have become problematic.”
“It is natural to help someone in the face of a common enemy. Besides, why didn't you help me? Not that it was necessary but still.”
“I would have liked to, but I have nothing on me at the moment…”, his embarrassed answer confirmed my suspicions.
"That's strange, why didn't you bring anything with you?”
He was silent as if he couldn't answer and we were in an awkward silence for a moment.
I broke the silence by asking the question that piqued my curiosity:
“Ezo, may I know what happened to you?”, I was very curious. He seemed aware of his surroundings, and his physical abilities are not ordinary.
“I don't know, I just remember waking up and seeing you; you know the rest.”, he had a troubled expression as he said that. I didn't think he was lying to me. After all, in this place that kind of behavior would lead to death.
“You know, it's strange to sleep in a forest, especially in this place. Out of curiosity, is this your first time in a forest?”, I asked with interest.
“Yes, this is the first time I’ve set foot in the forest. he replied with an embarrassed air, then continued:
“Besides, you said we were on the central continent, what did you mean by that? »
I was troubled:
"Wait, don't you know where you are?”, he looked at me with a raised eyebrow, waiting for me to continue.
“Tell me, how did you get here?” I asked to confirm my suspicions. And as I expected, he said:
“I told you; I don't know. I just remember our meeting.”
After a few seconds of silence, I asked:
“Ezo, are you okay?”
“That's to say? I don't understand what you're saying. Since a while ago you keep asking me questions without explaining anything to me.”, I don't understand. he sounded frustrated and I felt bad.
“Sorry, this is the last time, I just want to confirm something.”
“Okay, but will you answer my questions later?”
“Of course, I promise you. So, have you lost your memories?”
Faced with my question, he paused, took a moment as if to formulate what he wanted to say and replied in an uncertain tone:
“Maybe? I am unsure. I know who I am, but…I don't remember who I am. The only memories I have are those after I woke up. It's hard to describe.”, he looked at the torch on the table, but it was as if he was looking at something else. He seemed lost. He went on to say:
"I know it's weird, but I... I can't explain it any other way. I know it's a lot to ask but please believe me.”, I thought before answering:
"I am unaware of what is your situation, and I won't look any further than what you want to tell me." Each has its circumstances and its secrets; moreover, in this place, you must stick together. I will be happy to help you.”, I tried to be understanding. He didn't make me feel like he was lying so I chose to trust him.
After a few moments of comfortable silence, he struck up the conversation for the first time:
“It's kind of embarrassing to say it but, I don't know much, and I would really appreciate it if you could tell me more about...almost everything.”, he said, scratching his head.
“Of course, I will be happy to help you. I think we should go gradually.”, I said, rubbing my chin.
" Oh...? How are you going to proceed? Are you going to teach me a lesson or something?”, he asked me, curious.
" Almost. I'll send you what you need tomorrow and then you can explore. If you have any questions or are curious about something, you can come see me and I'll be happy to answer you. I want to see how you adapt and then I will decide which approach to use.”, I tried to make him understand my intentions.
“I see.”, he replied, nodding in agreement with my decision.
We sat in comforting silence before I decided to speak again.
“You had questions, didn't you?”
“Yes, I have some.”, he took a second before continuing.
“You keep saying this place this, this place that etc. I know you're talking about the central continent, but I don't understand.”
“Ah… I understand what you're saying but it's going to take a little time to explain.” I wanted to warn him at least.
“I have plenty of time.” he says smiling, showing me his teeth (a beautiful smile).
“There are 5 continents. A continent for each cardinal point…”, before I finished, he interrupted me.
“As one in North, South, East, and West and I guess the central continent is...in the center. Of course.”, he laughed in the last part.
“Exact.”, I replied with a smile, I appreciated that he participated in the conversation.
“Each continent has its culture and generally has a good relationship with the others except the central continent that everyone avoids, and you will understand why.”, he nodded telling me to continue.
“In the past, the Central Continent was an incredibly prosperous, great empires were settled and oddly lived in perfect harmony. After all this continent is the largest and it constitutes the heart of this world, therefore it has an aberrant amount of natural resources and a great environmental diversity. It was the jewel of this world.”
I felt sad not to be able to see this place which is my home at its peak. Ezo, with a concentrated gaze, asked me:
“It was? What happened?”
I answered in a serious tone:
“400 years ago, the central continent was the scene of disasters. An unimaginable scourge has befallen this world, directly on the central continent. All nations united to fight the threat, but they failed. Without any other choice, they decided to flee, that's how they discovered the other 4 continents.”
Ezo seemed completely immersed in my story when he absently asked:
“So, what happened? the scourge is still in the central continent?”
I simply answered his question:
“No. No one really knows what happened; but according to legend, an ancient race linked to the heart of this world has gone to war against the scourge. After several weeks of fierce battles that ravaged the continent, this overpowered race managed to repel the scourge and then disappeared.”
Ezo was silent, so I continued:
“After that all attempts at recolonization failed due to a barrier surrounding the continent. After many attempts, forces from 4 continents finally bypassed the barrier, only to be greeted by an extreme and dangerous environment. They tried to adapt, to tame this place, but nature won in the end.”
“Okay, I can understand but that doesn’t explain your presence here, nor mine.”, he seemed deep in thought as he said this.
"Don't worry, I'm coming to it.” I reassured him and continued.
"So, after the general failure of the expeditions, the central continent was declared 'forbidden land' to regulate contact with the mainland, I guess.” I shrug my shoulders towards the end.
“Eventually, the central continent became a place of exile where they banished…special people.”
“Oh...so that's what you're here for?” he asked uncertainly.
“Yeah, but I'll explain that to you another time.”, I didn't want to talk about it.
"It's getting late, you should rest, we walked a lot today, plus we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.”, I offered, pointing to the bed in the corner of the room.
“And where are you going to sleep?”, he asked uncertainly.
“Don't worry about me, I don't get much sleep and I have some reading to catch up on.”, I said, showing the library in the room.
“...I understand, thank you for your hospitality.”, he struggled a bit before finally accepting and fortunately besides, I am not very good at convincing people.
After discussing the legend and the continents for a while longer, he went to bed, and I went to pick up one of the many ten-times-reviewed books in my library. I tried to read, but I couldn't concentrate. I'm a little excited for tomorrow. Something tells me that a lot of things are going to happen.
I looked out the window and couldn't help but smile.
thanks for reading, i will post each week
The forest here isn't that bad.
Once you get used to the danger and the constant threat, it is a beautiful place to live peacefully.
I like to take long walks all day, it allows me to exercise, gather plants and mushrooms for food and know which areas I should avoid in the future; one stone several birds.
However, today is a bit… special? I found someone unconscious. I checked and he was alive.
The lying stranger had a rather unique appearance that I had never seen before. Hair blue as the sky, his eyebrows the same color, a well-proportioned face. And honestly, he's quite handsome.
Why? Why would anyone in their right mind choose such a place to sleep?! What do I do?!
While I was busy wondering, the stranger showed signs of waking up.
When he opened his eyes, I could see their blue color like the ocean. Yep, he's definitely attractive.
He got into a sitting position, staring around for a few seconds, then fixed his gaze on me.
He sounded confused and hesitant as he asked softly:
“Where am I?”, he had a crystal-clear voice and good elocution. But something about him seemed strange, he had an accent that I had never heard before.
I realized I had frozen when I saw him staring at me expecting an answer from me, I cleared my throat to ease my embarrassment and replied:
“In the forest...on the central continent.”, I received a different reaction than I expected, he seemed to understand the situation even though his expression remained lost.
We were in an awkward silence for a few seconds, before I continued:
“I bumped into you moments before you woke up, and I didn't do anything weird so don't worry…”, as I embarrassed myself in front of the stranger, he seemed quite indifferent. I don't know if I should be relieved or hurt. I tried to catch up, introducing myself:
“I live in this forest, my name is *ploc*.”
“Plock?”, asked the confused stranger.
*ploc* *ploc*
The end of my sentence was cut by a particular sound that I recognized immediately, the sound resembling that of the shock between a gelatinous substance and a hard surface. I warned myself and the stranger seeming to grasp my intention stood up and prepared as the origin of the sound seemed to approach.
I immediately took my bow and arrow out of my inventory and nocked the arrow when I saw a figure appear behind a tree. The figure turned out to be a green slime (thank the gods).
I shot my first arrow to then call a second in my hand after confirming the impact of the first which made the slime move back slightly, I motioned for the stranger to back up and I followed him while shooting the second arrow that got the better of the slime, which after a few seconds compressed on itself until it formed a small mass of inanimate gelatin: these were the remains of the slime. I took a few moments to catch my breath.
“What was that?”, during this short battle the stranger was not a dead weight and seemed to understand the gravity of the situation quickly, but I thought he had no weapon since he didn't help in the fight.
It's stupid to come to this place without any means of defense. The more it goes, the more I tell myself that this person is weird. I answered without thinking:
“A gelée or a slime, the name varies depending on the region, they are clumps of living gelatin, and as you could see for yourself, they are big and resistant even if they lack the power of attack. Individually they are not a threat but in groups they can be formidable enemies but the worst thing about them is the sound they make when they move, it makes them predictable and incredibly annoying. Generally, they are passive, at least until they find prey or are attacked. There are several variants: green, blue, purple, and many others with different abilities. I would like to taste the rose gelatin, apparently it's delicious and...”
Ah! I let myself be carried away. He asked me one simple question. It's so embarrassing.
The stranger seemed interested in the information I had if I believe his answer:
“You know a lot.”
I just replied in my embarrassment:
“Sorry, I talk a lot.”, he didn't seem to care too much. I continued:
“I think we should go to my house to talk. As you have just seen, it is not a very safe place.”, while indicating the direction in which my house was. He nodded and we started moving.
Along the way we encountered 2 green slime thanks to the safe path I created last time; we performed the same tactic to get rid of them. The ride was long and quiet, thanks to my poor social skills.
We arrived home a little before sunset. I lit the campfire in front of the house adding the gelatin to it, I noticed the curious eyes of the stranger and I spoke:
“Gelatin is very flammable; it is an efficient fuel. Which explains the weakness of slimes to fire”.
“You really know a lot of things,” he said, looking at the campfire.
“Okay, let's talk inside we'll be more comfortable”, I invited him to come inside after making a torch with wood and gelatin which are in my inventory. The Unknown saw the torch appear in my hand had a very interested look but said nothing.
I must say that I appreciate his discretion.
Once inside, I placed the torch on the same wall as the door and another on the table in the middle of the room.
“You can sit where you want.”, I said, pointing to the two chairs facing each other with the table between them.
He sat down and I did the same. We were maintaining eye contact in this bizarre atmosphere before I broke the silence:
“As I said earlier, I live in this forest, my name is Andrew. Pleased to meet you.” I say, smiling.
“My name is Ezo and I'm glad I met you before the slimes,” he said, chuckling lightly.
“It could have ended badly, that's for sure”, I laughed back.
“I want to thank you. Without you it could have become problematic.”
“It is natural to help someone in the face of a common enemy. Besides, why didn't you help me? Not that it was necessary but still.”
“I would have liked to, but I have nothing on me at the moment…”, his embarrassed answer confirmed my suspicions.
"That's strange, why didn't you bring anything with you?”
He was silent as if he couldn't answer and we were in an awkward silence for a moment.
I broke the silence by asking the question that piqued my curiosity:
“Ezo, may I know what happened to you?”, I was very curious. He seemed aware of his surroundings, and his physical abilities are not ordinary.
“I don't know, I just remember waking up and seeing you; you know the rest.”, he had a troubled expression as he said that. I didn't think he was lying to me. After all, in this place that kind of behavior would lead to death.
“You know, it's strange to sleep in a forest, especially in this place. Out of curiosity, is this your first time in a forest?”, I asked with interest.
“Yes, this is the first time I’ve set foot in the forest. he replied with an embarrassed air, then continued:
“Besides, you said we were on the central continent, what did you mean by that? »
I was troubled:
"Wait, don't you know where you are?”, he looked at me with a raised eyebrow, waiting for me to continue.
“Tell me, how did you get here?” I asked to confirm my suspicions. And as I expected, he said:
“I told you; I don't know. I just remember our meeting.”
After a few seconds of silence, I asked:
“Ezo, are you okay?”
“That's to say? I don't understand what you're saying. Since a while ago you keep asking me questions without explaining anything to me.”, I don't understand. he sounded frustrated and I felt bad.
“Sorry, this is the last time, I just want to confirm something.”
“Okay, but will you answer my questions later?”
“Of course, I promise you. So, have you lost your memories?”
Faced with my question, he paused, took a moment as if to formulate what he wanted to say and replied in an uncertain tone:
“Maybe? I am unsure. I know who I am, but…I don't remember who I am. The only memories I have are those after I woke up. It's hard to describe.”, he looked at the torch on the table, but it was as if he was looking at something else. He seemed lost. He went on to say:
"I know it's weird, but I... I can't explain it any other way. I know it's a lot to ask but please believe me.”, I thought before answering:
"I am unaware of what is your situation, and I won't look any further than what you want to tell me." Each has its circumstances and its secrets; moreover, in this place, you must stick together. I will be happy to help you.”, I tried to be understanding. He didn't make me feel like he was lying so I chose to trust him.
After a few moments of comfortable silence, he struck up the conversation for the first time:
“It's kind of embarrassing to say it but, I don't know much, and I would really appreciate it if you could tell me more about...almost everything.”, he said, scratching his head.
“Of course, I will be happy to help you. I think we should go gradually.”, I said, rubbing my chin.
" Oh...? How are you going to proceed? Are you going to teach me a lesson or something?”, he asked me, curious.
" Almost. I'll send you what you need tomorrow and then you can explore. If you have any questions or are curious about something, you can come see me and I'll be happy to answer you. I want to see how you adapt and then I will decide which approach to use.”, I tried to make him understand my intentions.
“I see.”, he replied, nodding in agreement with my decision.
We sat in comforting silence before I decided to speak again.
“You had questions, didn't you?”
“Yes, I have some.”, he took a second before continuing.
“You keep saying this place this, this place that etc. I know you're talking about the central continent, but I don't understand.”
“Ah… I understand what you're saying but it's going to take a little time to explain.” I wanted to warn him at least.
“I have plenty of time.” he says smiling, showing me his teeth (a beautiful smile).
“There are 5 continents. A continent for each cardinal point…”, before I finished, he interrupted me.
“As one in North, South, East, and West and I guess the central continent is...in the center. Of course.”, he laughed in the last part.
“Exact.”, I replied with a smile, I appreciated that he participated in the conversation.
“Each continent has its culture and generally has a good relationship with the others except the central continent that everyone avoids, and you will understand why.”, he nodded telling me to continue.
“In the past, the Central Continent was an incredibly prosperous, great empires were settled and oddly lived in perfect harmony. After all this continent is the largest and it constitutes the heart of this world, therefore it has an aberrant amount of natural resources and a great environmental diversity. It was the jewel of this world.”
I felt sad not to be able to see this place which is my home at its peak. Ezo, with a concentrated gaze, asked me:
“It was? What happened?”
I answered in a serious tone:
“400 years ago, the central continent was the scene of disasters. An unimaginable scourge has befallen this world, directly on the central continent. All nations united to fight the threat, but they failed. Without any other choice, they decided to flee, that's how they discovered the other 4 continents.”
Ezo seemed completely immersed in my story when he absently asked:
“So, what happened? the scourge is still in the central continent?”
I simply answered his question:
“No. No one really knows what happened; but according to legend, an ancient race linked to the heart of this world has gone to war against the scourge. After several weeks of fierce battles that ravaged the continent, this overpowered race managed to repel the scourge and then disappeared.”
Ezo was silent, so I continued:
“After that all attempts at recolonization failed due to a barrier surrounding the continent. After many attempts, forces from 4 continents finally bypassed the barrier, only to be greeted by an extreme and dangerous environment. They tried to adapt, to tame this place, but nature won in the end.”
“Okay, I can understand but that doesn’t explain your presence here, nor mine.”, he seemed deep in thought as he said this.
"Don't worry, I'm coming to it.” I reassured him and continued.
"So, after the general failure of the expeditions, the central continent was declared 'forbidden land' to regulate contact with the mainland, I guess.” I shrug my shoulders towards the end.
“Eventually, the central continent became a place of exile where they banished…special people.”
“Oh...so that's what you're here for?” he asked uncertainly.
“Yeah, but I'll explain that to you another time.”, I didn't want to talk about it.
"It's getting late, you should rest, we walked a lot today, plus we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.”, I offered, pointing to the bed in the corner of the room.
“And where are you going to sleep?”, he asked uncertainly.
“Don't worry about me, I don't get much sleep and I have some reading to catch up on.”, I said, showing the library in the room.
“...I understand, thank you for your hospitality.”, he struggled a bit before finally accepting and fortunately besides, I am not very good at convincing people.
After discussing the legend and the continents for a while longer, he went to bed, and I went to pick up one of the many ten-times-reviewed books in my library. I tried to read, but I couldn't concentrate. I'm a little excited for tomorrow. Something tells me that a lot of things are going to happen.
I looked out the window and couldn't help but smile.
thanks for reading, i will post each week
