What Timothy was about to do, took a lot of guts. He was about to encounter that big mako-shark, and this encounter could end up badly, but he was simply mesmerized by the idea of ‘special crabs’! He wanted them.
He found the shark lurking about fifty meters away from the reef, and then approached him. Tim felt uncomfortable about this plan, but he had to get close in order to catch the shark’s attention. "Hey, flame-ass! Harold the eel needs your help, he sent me to find you!" He shouted. However, a stingray’s vocal cords were very limited, so he couldn't make any loud noises. For that matter, he had to approach even closer, and then yell out once more. He called out, “Hey, fish face! Harold needs your help! Can you hear me?” Tim was about ten meters away from the shark now, and this was as close as he could get. If he swam any closer, then Drake the shark may attack, and he surely didn’t want to get bitten today. Thankfully though, the shark seemed to have heard him. It turned around, and then headed towards Timothy. “Nope,” Tim grunted, and then instantly swam towards a little hole nearby. The hole was snug, but it was made out of stone, so he figured that the shark wouldn’t be able to bite him there. This was the safest option he had right now. Moments later, he heard a gravelly, manly tone calling for him. “You’re that menace that bit me… get outta there, I saw your flaming fins, jackass!” “Yeah, it’s me.” Tim answered, and yelled as much as he could. “Get your dumb nose away from my hole, buddy! My tail is amped up with fire and thunder, so I’m not afraid to use all that on you, Drake.” “How do you know my name?” The shark gasped, much like a shark would gasp. “Pull your ears out of your ass and listen to me,” Tim yelled out, “Harold the eel sent me here! He’s trapped in some coral, and he needs you to get him out!” Drake sounded confused afterwards, as he asked. “That fucker’s still alive? I haven’t seen him in ages!” The conversation that followed was more of a long session of bickering. Tim didn’t want to get eaten, so he made Drake promise on his mother’s watery grave that he wouldn’t attack whatsoever. It took about ten minutes of bickering to reach an agreement of that nature, but they did meet with mutual terms eventually. Tim slipped out of that hole in the ground eventually, and swam side by side with this two-meter long mako-shark. It didn’t attack him, and Tim couldn’t be happier about it! He convinced a whole shark to behave properly, and with that part done, most of this little mission was completed already. He just had to show the shark where Harold was trapped at, and that was about it. Both of them swam quite fast, as Tim was still bearing the ‘flaming fin’ powers he stole from this same shark. They got to the reef within less than a minute, and then, he showed Drake where to go. He explained, "That’s the spot, under the sea-bushes there. Now… how are you gonna help Harold, huh?" The mako-shark didn’t answer that question. Instead, he just charged towards the coral and bashed his head against it! That bash wasn’t enough, though. The coral was tough, especially since Harold was stuck under a couple layers of them, so it won’t be easy to break them! Drake didn’t stop trying, however, he continued to bash the coral with his head, even though each bash was piercing through his skin! This was painful to watch, there was blood everywhere! At some point, Drake struck the coral with the left side of his body, a couple of times, instead of with his head. This was more comfortable, and seemingly more effective too! The layers of red coral shattered into four, huge pieces, so Drake’s barbaric approach was now a success, as they saw a huge, dark-blue eel emerging from within the coral. The eel was three-meters long, half as fat as his shark friend, and surely seemed terrifying all together! “There you are,” Drake celebrated. “Here I am!” Harold followed along, “This place almost drove me crazy, I was cooped up in there… and could barely move.” “And now you can move,” Tim interrupted the two, quite shamelessly. “How about you stretch with me a little bit? Show me where those special crabs are, eh?” He was intimidated by these huge beasts, however, he had a tail packed with power, which made him feel a tad protected. He was willing to threaten these beasts if he had to, in any given second. Harold didn’t seem amused, however, he said. "Get out of here, dumbass, there’s no such thing as special crabs!" With that said, Tim realized that he had been tricked, so yelled out. "What the fuck? But we had a deal, you big fat liar!" Drake intervened afterwards, he said. "Fuck off, kid. Quit harassing my friend." Timothy did not let that slide. This new fishy life made him really greedy over these past few hours, so he wasn’t willing to do free labor, even for a minute! This betrayal angered him quite a bit too, so he was quick to respond. His tail spun around a couple of times, as if it charged with power. He was just finding the best way to aim at these beasts, and moments later, he attacked. Less than half an hour ago, he had eaten flaming crabs, so his tail was charged with a bit of fire too. Paired with the lightning he had stolen from that slaughtered eel, the attack he unleashed left a mark! Tim shot Harold right on the forehead. This shot was powered with twenty volts of thundering electricity, so surely, it left a mark! Harold squeezed backwards in response, and then shot a gust of cold wind from his mouth. This wind was meant to hit Tim, but it was too slow, so he got away from it quickly! Afterwards, he poured every ounce of offensive powers he had, both against the shark and the eel. He didn’t manage to kill them, no, but at least he managed to pour his anger out on them! It felt nice. Afterwards, he swam away quickly, and started squeezing within the many layers of coral close by. The beasts were both too fat and too tired to follow him, so he escaped effortlessly! He even mocked them along the way. Anyway, though he got a bit of revenge on these traitors with his attacks, it was certain that he and them had a vendetta from now on. A vendetta, which wouldn’t stop unless either side was dead! Tim bickered with himself, "They will die by my hands, well fins… soon enough Vengeance is the only way!"Tim's sense of vengeance went down, as soon as he found a place where he could rest at. The hard outlay of coral was his best friend around here, and he used it well, as he hid beneath about four layers of this hardy coral. Nothing could get to him at that point, nothing dangerous at least, he was deep within these natural barricades! He thought, "Harold can't get me here… and fuck that guy! Who tricks a kid by promising spooky crabs? That was borderline pedophilia there, or at least, in the real world he would've gotten in trouble for tricking a child! I'm only like twenty-nine days old, god damn it." Such accusations were way out of line, but this little outburst had a simpler outlay. He cared less and less about either Harold or Drake, the more he talked about them, and as long as he avoided them from now on, he'd be perfectly fine with forgiving them. Forgiving was an exaggerated word, even, as he simply did not care to get involved with them at all
"The hell!? Why am I underwater?"[System reboot][Loading...][I'm your ocean survival system, you are my servant][Feed me points, and I'll show you the secrets of survival with the aid of body upgrades]"Oh for the love of..."...[Your first task = Locate and eat any small species of the crustacea ignatius family, juveniles are preferable… less steamy.]This message in his head was very confusing. That aside, he, Timothy Lake, a human, didn't have the slightest clue, regarding how he suddenly appeared underwater! It was nothing less than absurd.He completely ignored what the system said. In fact he wasn't even sure what the 'system' was, and thought that craze was creeping in. He could hear the system but not see it, which was a rather radiant hint of auditory hallucination, if not other things!"Who the hell are you? How did I get here?" Tim exclaimed, as his panic blossomed.[I'm your inbuilt, ocean survival system. You, Timothy, are the new owner of this newborn, stingray body
"System, I've been waiting for an hour now! Where the hell are those iguana crabs you talked about?" Tim complained, and the attitude he had was fueled by anger alone. The system didn't make things any easier for him, as she said. [You mean crustacean ignatius, not iguana? Also, you've been waiting for 37 minutes, and guests aren't supposed to lie. Please behave!]Before he could say anything, the system answered the prior question as well, though she was a bit vague about it.She said, [You should just continue waiting for a little while longer. Crabs will eventually crawl over here, so stop talking and rustling around, you're gonna scare them away. Don't let 'natural selection' be your worst enemy, please the oceans are already dangerous themselves. Don't do stupid stuff.]Ironically, right now, the system spoke more than Tim ever did. She distracted him, even, so he was set quite for a surprise, after he felt a couple of doting, hot steps on his soft, fishy stingray back!"Youch!"
The shark reacted immediately. Once it got stung by Tim, it jerked its head left and right, then it quickly swam away. A two-inch deep stab was quite effective from the looks of it, very painful. "Feels like I stabbed that fucker with my ass," He joked, while in utter stress. However, he couldn’t have killed that shark with one stab alone, it was impossible. So necessarily, Tim was still in danger! The shark circled back, within half a minute. It was either looking for trouble, or a meal, but either way this was really problematic! The shark had to be at least two meters long, and it seemingly had powers too. Its fins left a line of fire across the water, regardless of how fire wasn't supposed to lit up down here. It was scary, and overall, Tim didn't stand a chance! He stabbed the thing, by pure luck to begin with, it had nothing to do with skill. Seconds later, it charged towards him! The shark exploded with speed within a couple of seconds, and it would be a terrible idea to s
Spiders always looked creepy, the ones of the sea even more so. However, Tim tried to put his discomfort aside for survival’s sake. He did so, and ended up eating seven whole ‘sea spiders’! He ate so many of them, because they weren’t so filling, they didn’t have any fat on them. Their long legs were inedible, so he only chomped through their small, red main bodies. He didn’t have to fight them in order to eat them, as these ‘spiders’ were as stupid as one would assume! This was an easy, but surely creepy meal. The system spammed him with some information afterwards. [You successfully killed and consumed seven marble shrimps, so in total, you get 14 points of health out of them. Of course, your hunger needs have been fulfilled as well.] “Health, huh? So that’s why I was feeling better… This isn’t temporary, right? I don’t want to feel like crap after an hour or, whatever.” He asked. His concern was valid. A tiny stingray didn’t have a complex system of pain receptors, but the few
Tim squeezed within the reef and its many contents, in search for easy points. He swam around for three hours, quite carefully, but hadn't managed to find as many creatures as he hoped to find. He just found a few more marble shrimps, and half of them had been in his den. They seemingly were the most abundant creatures in a fifty-meter radius, but their numbers weren’t infinite. He only killed twelve of them, but avoided eating most of them, because he didn’t want to exhaust himself too quickly with their negative side-effects.Tim avoided utter exhaustion as long as he could, but yet again, swimming around slowly and carefully for three hours straight, wasn't easy at all. He got tired, and used his last bit of energy to swim back to his den. Then, he fell asleep.It was a good idea to relax for a while. Tim wasn’t hungry, and his health went up by six points too, because of the few shrimp he ate. For that matter he could sleep peacefully.He went to sleep while hearing a brief notif
Tim searched the flat sea-floor for about five minutes, and within this time bracket, he found three urchins. Each of them had different colors, one of them was even purple, so without risking his own health in the process, he had to figure out which urchin was the bubonic one.He wanted to charge towards one of the urchins like a barbarian, but he had to resist those fishy urges. The urchins couldn’t crawl away, after all, so he didn’t have a reason to rush things. He approached one of the urchins, and almost took a bite out of it. Common sense advised him otherwise, however, at the very last second. The urchin’s spines were spiky, so undoubtedly, it would be dangerous to put his mouth on its spines! It was beyond dangerous, actually, it was stupid.“Hmm… can’t trick me!” He exclaimed. Tim debated on how he should approach this urchin, and after half a minute, he remembered that his tail was practically charged with thunder! It may be useful against an urchin, but only if this shoc
"Explorative soul, huh? What's that for?" Tim asked.He was stumped. In fact, for a good few hours he even believed that stingrays didn't have souls to begin with, he had been convinced about that. For that matter, he didn’t have the slightest clue now, regarding what a little stingray could do with a soul of their own! He was confused.Thankfully, the system shed a bit of light on the matter, she said. [The explorative soul ability, allows you to go into a hibernation-like state, and after that you can detach your soul from your body. Overall, it's a very good method to accumulate system points quickly, and explore this expansive, magical world as well, without hurting yourself in the process.]"The world… you mean, I can float out of the sea, and hunt birds or some shit?" He asked.[Yes, although that would be unproductive.] The system followed along, [There are whole, invisible kingdoms made out of souls and soul-based energy, so it's best if you go visit one of those spots, rather