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--- Sally ---
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Announcement
↓ There are some CWs in this chapter ↓
Spoiler
Some vague transphobia, mostly androgynous/non-binary hate
[collapse]
I gazed at the mysterious apparition cautiously, wondering what exactly would be imprisoned in a place where giant magical serpents with dementia were roaming uncaged.
The ghostly person was cultish and scary, everything about them was hidden beneath the robes and mask and with every movement the sheet of coins rang out like a hundred wind chimes all at once, like a rainfall of nickels.
The ghost took a step towards the bars, inspecting me closely with those inhuman eyes, the fact that I couldn’t pry or gleam any emotions from them worried me, I couldn’t even tell if they were a guy or a girl.
All I knew about this thing was that someone deemed it dangerous enough to lock up in a prison filled of monsters and I know nothing about it.
[ Just a sheet and a mask.
Nothing to see here! :) ]
What?
“ouryay amenay irstfay easeplay” Orion said, interrupting my confusion with his questioning words.
“Your Ri-ight, I must‘ve For-Gotten my Man-Ners.”
“I, am T-H-E God O-f Th-he Moon A-round Here.” The god murmured, their voice sounding distant and echoey, like he was talking to us through a pipe.
“A-and Yours?”
“Orion”
“Ah-nd you, Li-ittle one?” they asked while turning to me, slightly annoying me, what did they expect me to do, I can’t speak
‘Sally’ I sarcastically thought, dismissively turning my head away.
“Sal-ly? A Str-a-nge Na-me, for a Dra-Gon.” The god amusingly said, the clinging of coins ringing out as the god laughed a little. My brain lagged a little when he answered my thoughts, I probably should’ve realised that a GOD would be able to read my thoughts.
“e'sshay ay agond?” Orion blurted out furrowing his brows as he looked at the moon god.
“Ha-ve You Ne-Ver us-ed Ap-praisal On them?” the god asked with a bit of confusion, Orion immediately turning to me and presumably using the skill on me. And by the twitching in his face, I guess he pretty shocked.
Wait, if Orion’s also got the system, does that mean everyone has it?
I’m not special at all… am I?
That hurts.
*Sigh*, I’m just going to have to live with it.
After realising that I’m not some sort of special reincarnated being, I stared up at the mood god, with one very important thing to ask.
‘Why is this dumb system broken?’
“Dumb?” The moon god glowered, staring at me intensely with those flickering flames, the two fiery orbs glowing harshly. They lent in close, the coins clattering angrily as the god stuck their mask closer to me.
“YOU DARE-” They began to rage, but it quickly died out when they stared closely at me for a second, the raging flames in their eyes dying out as they stared at me closely.
“Th-at is str-ange… Wha-t hap-pend to you?” They mused, leaving slightly worried as they lent back, did something horrifying happen to me?
“A Mis-Match Between mi-Ind Ah-nd the Soul bo-dy”
“You A-re We-ird” The god decided, putting all of the blame for the system messing up on me.
‘how is that my fault?’ I complained, the god making a strange autotuned grunt in response.
“Mos-Tly No-t, The Fa-ult lies O-n the Sun Go-ohd.” The annoyed genderless voice spat.
“Bu-t I Ca-hn f-ix it As a Re-ward for com-Ple-ting Th-is Dun-Geon?”
‘that’d be nice, but shouldn’t I get that for free?’
‘It’s not my fault that this sun god stuffed up…’ I angrily thought, why’d I have to give up my reward because a god stuffed up.
“HA, noth-ing Is FREE Li-ittle One. Tha-t’d Be We-Ird.” The god taunted, the suppressed annoyance and anger I’d been bottling for the last few days peeking its ugly face.
‘YOU, You’re the weird one, are you a guy or girl, y-you freak’ I fumed, and as soon as the words were flung around my head the moon god’s fiery eyes flared for a moment, two long trails of silky fire erupting from the eyeholes and stretching up to the ceiling of his prison.
I felt my blood go cold as the flames licked the ceiling, my rationality coming back to me as I realised that I probably shouldn’t have called the god a freak.
“aitway, i'myay orrysay orfay atwhay everyay eshay aidsay!” Orion calmly interrupted, his body coming inbetween the god and I as he interrupted the god’s rage.
As soon as he did, the god’s rage disappeared, those two flames abruptly returning to their original size as the god let out a chuckle.
“You A-re Righ-t She, ma-DE A Si-mple Mi-Sta-Ke.”
“SHE, Co-uld-n’t know Th-at the sun G-od Sto-le Eve-ry-Thing FROM ME-Ee-eEE, for Ma-King And Shar-ing the PATH. MY BO-OHDY, MY Vo-ICE and BY cOn-se-QUence my SEX.”
“WH-ich In He-er Wo-ords, makes me A free-aa-k.” The god tauntingly drawled, and apparently something Orion said implied that I was a girl. Well he did give me a girly name so he probably thought of me as one.
‘Not my fault that he’s dumb!’ I angrily snapped, catching myself before I thought about anything more dangerous, the whirlwind of emotions in my head barely letting me be cautious around this non-sensical god. The god letting out laugh that sounded like it came through an electrical voice-box that smokers have sometimes.
“A-h, I’m Sa-d to s-Ay this b-ut this A-mus-Ing show Mu-st end n-Ow, f-Or oth-Ther Vi-Si-Tors are on The-ir Way.” The god announced with a clap of their hands, the loud sounds of coins making me uncomfortable as they moved around in their robes.
They tossed something to Orion, the man catching the small item in surprise, I wondered what it could be for a moment before I remembered something much more important.
‘WAIT, what about language, I should be able to speak the language right?’
‘A-And the bond, can you remove that?’
‘Have you fixed my system yet?’
I internally screamed at the moon god, the entity not even bothering to respond to my important questions as they waved a hand, the clitter of coins marking the abrupt moment everything went black.
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--- The moon god ---
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“Ah-nd They-‘re off.” I calmly exclaimed, the small yet perceivable emotions in my voice disappearing the moment the two strange adventurers disappeared, my speech becoming monotone. It was so nice to be myself after they used me to further their goals.
“Now, on-to The next C-Og.” I declared, feeling a little bit excited as a giant pair of doors wavered into existence across the cave, settling between the two sides of the cave filled with tiki torches.
It was an ancient and barbaric piece of wood, the two halves covered in gashes and scrapes, flowing symbols carved into the doors. The doors gave off a majestic vibe of battle and valour, as if a crowd of wounded warriors would step through the doorway at any moment, Vikings ready to drown themselves in mead and songs.
A crack appeared in the wood, one side of the doors slowly swinging open to reveal a group of battered and tired individuals on the other side, the group slowly stepping through.
Some of them were mummering and whispering to each other, but they had an aura of defeat, even though they’d just defeated the final challenge of this dungeon. I could feel them return when the party entered, hearing the cold whisper of things you couldn’t understand, of future and past.
“Wel-Come, My Ex-Pec-Ted visi-Tors, I hope that you A-ll en-Joyed my Dun-geon.” they theatrically announced, earning nothing but glares from the group as they all judgingly stared at my silhouette hiding beneath the floating robe.
“A-part From the re-Wards You-‘ve al-ready got from the Bo-oss, tH-ere Is, One mo-Ore.”
“This kn-Ife, Dest-in-ed To kill a god-ling.” they whispered quietly, but I could hear the ring of truth in those words, that of prophecy. That and a little bit of magic making sure everyone could still hear them even while they whispered, making the group of humans shiver. They slowly reached under my robe with a non-existent hand and pulled out a small and blunt metal object, holding it between the swathes of cloth. Without my robe, they wouldn’t be able to interact with anything, not even a butter knife, and without my mask, they couldn’t see the children tremble, whisper lies to them or hear their whimpers.
After the sun god stole everything, the pact with them had taken the rest.
“That’s… a butter knife.” A priestly woman muttered, the little object glinting in the firelight as they chucked it through the bars, laughing quietly as the group backed away from where it landed, treating it if it were irradiated.
“What is this?” a young man angrily muttered, pushing through the crowd to pick up the knife , inspecting it closely.
“This isn’t what was promised…” he glowered, and left me, the moon god wondering if everyone is this disrespectful to gods now days. Oh how I wished to turn him into a rodent of some kind, then get an eagle to swoop down and eat him.
“Yo-ou were-Not first, so I-it do-esn’t be-long to you” they happily explained, even I took great pleasure in watching the child’s face squirm, how I wanted to tear into him with words, telling him of how he’d die.
But the pact between me and them didn’t allow me to speak out of line, I couldn’t deviate from my script and had to speak their lines for them. But they showed me how this play goes, and I can’t ruin it for the sake of tormenting this child.
“Elio wait!” another voice intervened, ruining my fun as the priestly girl ran out of the crowd and towards the whiney child.
“What is it Becky?” Elio scowled.
“Who was the first group to come through?” the pious girl named Becky asked, she at least seemed to have some manners. Though they have told me about her, I know what she’ll do in the future. No sane god would want a kin-killer as a priest.
“A Ma-hn with a bow a-And his Pet Dra-ake.” They deliberately misled and lied, letting me relish the scene of the group of adventurers going into a frenzy of talking, shouting to each other in confusion as Elio’s face went red with rage.
“So, it was him?” the cleric named Elio spat, as they shrugged in response, the coins on my robe jingling as I watched the room descend into chaos.
“CALM DOWN!” the Becky girl shouted, the loud chattering getting reduced to mummering as the priest breathed heavily.
“WE DON’T KNOW IF IT WAS ORION, AND IF IT WAS, WHY?” the next round of shouting from Becky finally capturing everyone’s attention.
“He might’ve just fallen down here, and this was the only way out or some other circumstance we. just. don’t. understand.” Becky calmly explained, Elio was still angry but quickly calming down as soon as the priest began working her magic.
“just… innocent until proven guilty, right?” Becky asked Elio, the boy nodding along to her words and making it hard for me to keep to their script. Knowing about the future made moments like this much too funny.
With an abrupt wave of their hand, they shifted the party of adolescents out of the cave, leaving us to be in silence once more and me to work on my magnus opus.
And when they left, for now, I could return to my painting, wishing I could still smile when I saw the murals that I’d made.
Fate had told me of many things, my only company in this lonely cave was them, and they told me of drunken dragons eating dwarves, the bones of the last giants littering the broken remains of the Yggdrasil, and of a certain sun god meeting a fitting end. A fact that both me and them relished, the one who’d lied to us, scorned us, he’d die by his own machinations.
It was lonely down here though, my paintings could only keep the mindless boredom at bay for so long, even with them for company, I still got very bored. With a gentle tug I took off my mask and threw off my robe, returning to the formless state that was me. In a way I’d come to enjoy my punishment a little, the fact I was nothing, yet everything, it’d become a part of me.
Without a body I’d been reduced to dust in the breeze, the shimmering of moonlight on a lake or the whisper of gentle winds through ancient caves.
I was truly a god now…
But what did being a god mean if I couldn’t get the one thing I truly wanted above everything else, even revenge. What is a god without their freedom?
What is the point of being the moon, if I couldn’t witness the magical moments of a still summers night, the light of the pale white moon illuminating the land.
What is a god if they can’t embody their meaning.
But we knew that we’d soon be free, fate has decreed it to be so.
And nothing shall defy the wrath of fate.
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--- Sally ---
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‘yo-ur path ha-s be-en op-ened, find yo-ur fate’
I felt my consciousness return as I heard the whispers of the moon god in my ear, as if they was standing right behind me, my eyes flying open as I whipped my head around looking for the god, but I couldn’t see a trace of the freak.
I took a moment to examine my surroundings, finding myself sitting on a carpet of bark and brown leaves, the bright sun shining overhead as I studied my surroundings dumbfoundedly, seeing massive and ancient trees towering around me. The floor of the forest was covered in small fauna, bushes and ferns everywhere, big smooth stones covered in moss were littered around occasionally, breaking up the imposing lines of trees.
I glanced around and found Orion to be sitting next to me, looking around with an assessing gaze at the forest before standing up confidently.
“Where am I?” He declared monotonally, sounding confident as he declared his absolute lack of knowledge of where we were.
But more importantly, I could now understand what he was saying!
I wouldn’t be as helpless as an English tourist in the depths of Mongolia, I could now at least understand what people wanted with me and assault them if they called me Orion’s pet.
But on that note, did that scam-y freak of a god fix my system, is that why I can understand Orion now?
SYSTEEEM!!!
Cherrys_chapters System stuff, read it if you like numbers and a bit of lore
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--- Sally ---
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Announcement
↓ There are some CWs in this chapter ↓
Spoiler
Some vague transphobia, mostly androgynous/non-binary hate
[collapse]
I gazed at the mysterious apparition cautiously, wondering what exactly would be imprisoned in a place where giant magical serpents with dementia were roaming uncaged.
The ghostly person was cultish and scary, everything about them was hidden beneath the robes and mask and with every movement the sheet of coins rang out like a hundred wind chimes all at once, like a rainfall of nickels.
The ghost took a step towards the bars, inspecting me closely with those inhuman eyes, the fact that I couldn’t pry or gleam any emotions from them worried me, I couldn’t even tell if they were a guy or a girl.
All I knew about this thing was that someone deemed it dangerous enough to lock up in a prison filled of monsters and I know nothing about it.
[ Just a sheet and a mask.
Nothing to see here! :) ]
What?
“ouryay amenay irstfay easeplay” Orion said, interrupting my confusion with his questioning words.
“Your Ri-ight, I must‘ve For-Gotten my Man-Ners.”
“I, am T-H-E God O-f Th-he Moon A-round Here.” The god murmured, their voice sounding distant and echoey, like he was talking to us through a pipe.
“A-and Yours?”
“Orion”
“Ah-nd you, Li-ittle one?” they asked while turning to me, slightly annoying me, what did they expect me to do, I can’t speak
‘Sally’ I sarcastically thought, dismissively turning my head away.
“Sal-ly? A Str-a-nge Na-me, for a Dra-Gon.” The god amusingly said, the clinging of coins ringing out as the god laughed a little. My brain lagged a little when he answered my thoughts, I probably should’ve realised that a GOD would be able to read my thoughts.
“e'sshay ay agond?” Orion blurted out furrowing his brows as he looked at the moon god.
“Ha-ve You Ne-Ver us-ed Ap-praisal On them?” the god asked with a bit of confusion, Orion immediately turning to me and presumably using the skill on me. And by the twitching in his face, I guess he pretty shocked.
Wait, if Orion’s also got the system, does that mean everyone has it?
I’m not special at all… am I?
That hurts.
*Sigh*, I’m just going to have to live with it.
After realising that I’m not some sort of special reincarnated being, I stared up at the mood god, with one very important thing to ask.
‘Why is this dumb system broken?’
“Dumb?” The moon god glowered, staring at me intensely with those flickering flames, the two fiery orbs glowing harshly. They lent in close, the coins clattering angrily as the god stuck their mask closer to me.
“YOU DARE-” They began to rage, but it quickly died out when they stared closely at me for a second, the raging flames in their eyes dying out as they stared at me closely.
“Th-at is str-ange… Wha-t hap-pend to you?” They mused, leaving slightly worried as they lent back, did something horrifying happen to me?
“A Mis-Match Between mi-Ind Ah-nd the Soul bo-dy”
“You A-re We-ird” The god decided, putting all of the blame for the system messing up on me.
‘how is that my fault?’ I complained, the god making a strange autotuned grunt in response.
“Mos-Tly No-t, The Fa-ult lies O-n the Sun Go-ohd.” The annoyed genderless voice spat.
“Bu-t I Ca-hn f-ix it As a Re-ward for com-Ple-ting Th-is Dun-Geon?”
‘that’d be nice, but shouldn’t I get that for free?’
‘It’s not my fault that this sun god stuffed up…’ I angrily thought, why’d I have to give up my reward because a god stuffed up.
“HA, noth-ing Is FREE Li-ittle One. Tha-t’d Be We-Ird.” The god taunted, the suppressed annoyance and anger I’d been bottling for the last few days peeking its ugly face.
‘YOU, You’re the weird one, are you a guy or girl, y-you freak’ I fumed, and as soon as the words were flung around my head the moon god’s fiery eyes flared for a moment, two long trails of silky fire erupting from the eyeholes and stretching up to the ceiling of his prison.
I felt my blood go cold as the flames licked the ceiling, my rationality coming back to me as I realised that I probably shouldn’t have called the god a freak.
“aitway, i'myay orrysay orfay atwhay everyay eshay aidsay!” Orion calmly interrupted, his body coming inbetween the god and I as he interrupted the god’s rage.
As soon as he did, the god’s rage disappeared, those two flames abruptly returning to their original size as the god let out a chuckle.
“You A-re Righ-t She, ma-DE A Si-mple Mi-Sta-Ke.”
“SHE, Co-uld-n’t know Th-at the sun G-od Sto-le Eve-ry-Thing FROM ME-Ee-eEE, for Ma-King And Shar-ing the PATH. MY BO-OHDY, MY Vo-ICE and BY cOn-se-QUence my SEX.”
“WH-ich In He-er Wo-ords, makes me A free-aa-k.” The god tauntingly drawled, and apparently something Orion said implied that I was a girl. Well he did give me a girly name so he probably thought of me as one.
‘Not my fault that he’s dumb!’ I angrily snapped, catching myself before I thought about anything more dangerous, the whirlwind of emotions in my head barely letting me be cautious around this non-sensical god. The god letting out laugh that sounded like it came through an electrical voice-box that smokers have sometimes.
“A-h, I’m Sa-d to s-Ay this b-ut this A-mus-Ing show Mu-st end n-Ow, f-Or oth-Ther Vi-Si-Tors are on The-ir Way.” The god announced with a clap of their hands, the loud sounds of coins making me uncomfortable as they moved around in their robes.
They tossed something to Orion, the man catching the small item in surprise, I wondered what it could be for a moment before I remembered something much more important.
‘WAIT, what about language, I should be able to speak the language right?’
‘A-And the bond, can you remove that?’
‘Have you fixed my system yet?’
I internally screamed at the moon god, the entity not even bothering to respond to my important questions as they waved a hand, the clitter of coins marking the abrupt moment everything went black.
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--- The moon god ---
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“Ah-nd They-‘re off.” I calmly exclaimed, the small yet perceivable emotions in my voice disappearing the moment the two strange adventurers disappeared, my speech becoming monotone. It was so nice to be myself after they used me to further their goals.
“Now, on-to The next C-Og.” I declared, feeling a little bit excited as a giant pair of doors wavered into existence across the cave, settling between the two sides of the cave filled with tiki torches.
It was an ancient and barbaric piece of wood, the two halves covered in gashes and scrapes, flowing symbols carved into the doors. The doors gave off a majestic vibe of battle and valour, as if a crowd of wounded warriors would step through the doorway at any moment, Vikings ready to drown themselves in mead and songs.
A crack appeared in the wood, one side of the doors slowly swinging open to reveal a group of battered and tired individuals on the other side, the group slowly stepping through.
Some of them were mummering and whispering to each other, but they had an aura of defeat, even though they’d just defeated the final challenge of this dungeon. I could feel them return when the party entered, hearing the cold whisper of things you couldn’t understand, of future and past.
“Wel-Come, My Ex-Pec-Ted visi-Tors, I hope that you A-ll en-Joyed my Dun-geon.” they theatrically announced, earning nothing but glares from the group as they all judgingly stared at my silhouette hiding beneath the floating robe.
“A-part From the re-Wards You-‘ve al-ready got from the Bo-oss, tH-ere Is, One mo-Ore.”
“This kn-Ife, Dest-in-ed To kill a god-ling.” they whispered quietly, but I could hear the ring of truth in those words, that of prophecy. That and a little bit of magic making sure everyone could still hear them even while they whispered, making the group of humans shiver. They slowly reached under my robe with a non-existent hand and pulled out a small and blunt metal object, holding it between the swathes of cloth. Without my robe, they wouldn’t be able to interact with anything, not even a butter knife, and without my mask, they couldn’t see the children tremble, whisper lies to them or hear their whimpers.
After the sun god stole everything, the pact with them had taken the rest.
“That’s… a butter knife.” A priestly woman muttered, the little object glinting in the firelight as they chucked it through the bars, laughing quietly as the group backed away from where it landed, treating it if it were irradiated.
“What is this?” a young man angrily muttered, pushing through the crowd to pick up the knife , inspecting it closely.
“This isn’t what was promised…” he glowered, and left me, the moon god wondering if everyone is this disrespectful to gods now days. Oh how I wished to turn him into a rodent of some kind, then get an eagle to swoop down and eat him.
“Yo-ou were-Not first, so I-it do-esn’t be-long to you” they happily explained, even I took great pleasure in watching the child’s face squirm, how I wanted to tear into him with words, telling him of how he’d die.
But the pact between me and them didn’t allow me to speak out of line, I couldn’t deviate from my script and had to speak their lines for them. But they showed me how this play goes, and I can’t ruin it for the sake of tormenting this child.
“Elio wait!” another voice intervened, ruining my fun as the priestly girl ran out of the crowd and towards the whiney child.
“What is it Becky?” Elio scowled.
“Who was the first group to come through?” the pious girl named Becky asked, she at least seemed to have some manners. Though they have told me about her, I know what she’ll do in the future. No sane god would want a kin-killer as a priest.
“A Ma-hn with a bow a-And his Pet Dra-ake.” They deliberately misled and lied, letting me relish the scene of the group of adventurers going into a frenzy of talking, shouting to each other in confusion as Elio’s face went red with rage.
“So, it was him?” the cleric named Elio spat, as they shrugged in response, the coins on my robe jingling as I watched the room descend into chaos.
“CALM DOWN!” the Becky girl shouted, the loud chattering getting reduced to mummering as the priest breathed heavily.
“WE DON’T KNOW IF IT WAS ORION, AND IF IT WAS, WHY?” the next round of shouting from Becky finally capturing everyone’s attention.
“He might’ve just fallen down here, and this was the only way out or some other circumstance we. just. don’t. understand.” Becky calmly explained, Elio was still angry but quickly calming down as soon as the priest began working her magic.
“just… innocent until proven guilty, right?” Becky asked Elio, the boy nodding along to her words and making it hard for me to keep to their script. Knowing about the future made moments like this much too funny.
With an abrupt wave of their hand, they shifted the party of adolescents out of the cave, leaving us to be in silence once more and me to work on my magnus opus.
And when they left, for now, I could return to my painting, wishing I could still smile when I saw the murals that I’d made.
Fate had told me of many things, my only company in this lonely cave was them, and they told me of drunken dragons eating dwarves, the bones of the last giants littering the broken remains of the Yggdrasil, and of a certain sun god meeting a fitting end. A fact that both me and them relished, the one who’d lied to us, scorned us, he’d die by his own machinations.
It was lonely down here though, my paintings could only keep the mindless boredom at bay for so long, even with them for company, I still got very bored. With a gentle tug I took off my mask and threw off my robe, returning to the formless state that was me. In a way I’d come to enjoy my punishment a little, the fact I was nothing, yet everything, it’d become a part of me.
Without a body I’d been reduced to dust in the breeze, the shimmering of moonlight on a lake or the whisper of gentle winds through ancient caves.
I was truly a god now…
But what did being a god mean if I couldn’t get the one thing I truly wanted above everything else, even revenge. What is a god without their freedom?
What is the point of being the moon, if I couldn’t witness the magical moments of a still summers night, the light of the pale white moon illuminating the land.
What is a god if they can’t embody their meaning.
But we knew that we’d soon be free, fate has decreed it to be so.
And nothing shall defy the wrath of fate.
-------------------------------------------------
--- Sally ---
-------------------------------------------------
‘yo-ur path ha-s be-en op-ened, find yo-ur fate’
I felt my consciousness return as I heard the whispers of the moon god in my ear, as if they was standing right behind me, my eyes flying open as I whipped my head around looking for the god, but I couldn’t see a trace of the freak.
I took a moment to examine my surroundings, finding myself sitting on a carpet of bark and brown leaves, the bright sun shining overhead as I studied my surroundings dumbfoundedly, seeing massive and ancient trees towering around me. The floor of the forest was covered in small fauna, bushes and ferns everywhere, big smooth stones covered in moss were littered around occasionally, breaking up the imposing lines of trees.
I glanced around and found Orion to be sitting next to me, looking around with an assessing gaze at the forest before standing up confidently.
“Where am I?” He declared monotonally, sounding confident as he declared his absolute lack of knowledge of where we were.
But more importantly, I could now understand what he was saying!
I wouldn’t be as helpless as an English tourist in the depths of Mongolia, I could now at least understand what people wanted with me and assault them if they called me Orion’s pet.
But on that note, did that scam-y freak of a god fix my system, is that why I can understand Orion now?
SYSTEEEM!!!
Cherrys_chapters System stuff, read it if you like numbers and a bit of lore
