Noel woke up with a groan,his head felt like it was splitting. Whe...what happened?he asked but ofcourse nobody answered. He adjusted himself and his memories came flooding in.
The rats he said with a slight panic, feeling his spear in his hand he turned to defend himself but no rats came at him. There were no screeched or skittering feets.
He looked around him, due to the mist he could not see far. He took a step forward and stepped on something, it felt hard but fleshy. He looked down and realised it was a rat.
It was ripped in half and was rotting. Rotting? There's no way I was out for that long is there? He continued walking and realised there was barely any space to walk.
Rat corpses littered the ground like grass, none of them intact and all were rotting. He decided to go the other direction stepping over the rotting corpses.
He noticed an intact corpse, only it eye was stabbed but it body was overall fine. This must one of the rats I killed. I suppose he is real, a split personality maybe?
He was strangely calm for someone who just found out another entity lived in his head, especially since that being seems so violent. No use thinking about it, I should probably get out of here.
He couldn't climb out of the eyes or nose so he went out the other way. He was dragging two of the intact rats corpses with him. They were heavy and walking with them was hard, especially since he had to walk on top of rotting corpses.
He had an idea why the corpses were like that. Death touch, he whispered, but that makes no sense, I don't feel the void I had in my soul the last time I used it.
He decided to try and figure it out later. Right now his priority was getting out of here and back to his cave. He felt energy leave him just think how far his cave was.
As he was walking,dragging the two corpses behind him he felt the ground shake. He heard multiple screeches behind him. He knew more were coming.
Many more than the last wave, he dragged the two carcasses faster, he was only a few metres away from the most boundary. Beasts and monsters tended to remain in their territory.
He really hoped the rats would be same or he would be doomed, his cave was too far for him to outrun them. He turned back and saw them, or rather their shadows.
They were about the same size as the last one but few were much larger, almost twice as large. He ran even faster but the two heavy carcasses slowed him down.
He could run faster if he leaves them but he was not willing, they were his food, the mushrooms nolonger satisfied his hunger. In a few step he would be out.
He looked behind him and they were on his hills, the largest one had it giant maw wide open ready to devour him, shit shit shit. He ran faster and heard teeth clatter as he got out.
Sweat was pouring down like rain from his face. He pulled the two rats corpses before the others could get them and dragged them out.
He did not stop running though, not until he was certain they would not get out. He turned back to look and fortunately they did not, he could see their shadows pace around the boundary of the mist.
He sighed with relief but then wondered why they wouldn't leave the boundary of the mist. Was this perhaps the territory of another much more dangerous creature.
He decided to rush to his cave incase he was right. It took hours but eventually he got back safely. He did not come across any large ferocious beasts.
He was too tired to do anything so he immediately passed out the instant he got to safety or atleast relatively safe compared to the rest of this place.
He woke up a few hours later his stomach grumbling. He made water to drink, it felt more refreshing after that fight. He made more water to wash the blood of his spear.
He looked down at the puddle of water and saw his reflection. His hair was disheveled and had sooth and blood, his entire body was covered In black blood.
I need a bath, he did not know how he can made a proper bath here, he could not dig a hole in the ground as it was too hard and he could not build a tub, he had no material.
So he did the only thing he could, he poured water from his hand on top of him like a shower of sort, it was inefficient and not as satisfying as a real shower since he could only use one hand but it was enough to remove the sooth and blood.
He used his bone spear to rip a bone out of one of the rats, the spear was too long to be used for skinning so he needed a small bone. Since the bone of the rats were softer than the spear he used if to sharpen it.
Then he used the bone to skin the rats. He was a doctor in his past life so something like this was not hard for him. He was done within an hour and the only reason it lasted so long was because of how hard it skin was.
He removed the organs and piled them on top of the skin. He ripped a small piece of meat and used his mana to make fire. Due to how dense his mana was the flames he produced were really hot.
He thought he might burn the meat to charcoal but he was mistaken. A few minutes later the meat was brown and looked juice.
He noticed faint blue spots in it, he thought it might be poison but with his poison resistance he figured he might be safe. He ate the piece of meat and it was delicious, soft and juicy.
It tasted like it was marinated with all kinds of different spices. As he was marveling at the taste, a flood of energy was released from meat and rushed through his body. He opened his eyes wide. That a surprise he said.