2022-10-21 08:47:32“What a big plant. What a big nut.” His iris in his eyes expand as his emotion surge for curiosity he looks closer to investigate the strange plant, and the big nut besides it.
“For further investigation I, Screw— need to touch the nut.” He stretches his arm and gently touch it. Feeling every inch of the nut excites him more. “Hmm… What a big bulge, black nut. Should I smell it?” Without removing his plague mask, he drew closer and try to smell it.
*Sniff*
He smacks the nut as hard as he can and says, “Ahahahahaha, that was foolish of me. I'm wearing a mask. Dang it.”
“I'm intrigued by this weird plant, especially this nut, since it reminds me of things I've long since forgotten.”
“What do you think?”
“Alright then, it's decided we will take these nuts.”
He pulled his knife from his belt, unsheathed it, and examined the stem. His hook knife was used to attempt to cut it: “Dang, it's hard to cut... it's just a stem.”
Screw, laugh hysterically once more, smack the nut a few times till he's happy, and then exclaim, “Ahahahahahaha!”
He brandished the knife and laughed repeatedly, stopping only after he was pleased: "Of course! I'm using a chopstick.”
He thought for some minutes: “How should I take the nut home? A crooked knife and a stem wider than my arms.” Hours become minutes, and minutes become days. He does nothing but remain still. And then three days went by. While remaining still, Screw continued to consider how he would get the nut home.
*Slap!*
“I just remembered, what the flock!” Screw fell silent, “I don't have home.”
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The sun was already at its brightest when he bestowed his light on the landscape. A vibrant flower, the luxuriant green of the natural world, and a stream of freshwater run deep in the valley of an unknown region.
A guy is shown here sitting next to an unusual and unidentified plant while sporting a pointed beak mask, a hooded dark-blue scarf, and a battered black jacket. He doesn't stop caring for or exploring every crevice of this plant. “Interesting.”
The blossoms are the most striking aspect of the plant, which has thorns that resemble silk and resemble little coconut trees.
The styles are long and red, but the stigma has an unusual little jewel embedded in the middle. The blossoms are deep blue with a shimmering scarlet core when light shines on them. Moreover, the plant has a large stem and a massive nut.
‘How should I deal with this nut?’
“I want to chew this nut so much.”
‘How long have I been here, exactly? Four? Two? Years?’
The circus guy was thinking when a bold thought came to him: “Are you thirsty?” He stood up, walked up to the flower, and unzipped his pants.
“Hehehehehe... sip some water, my youngster.”
Screw unleashed the beast resting in his cage, as the head of mini draconic hulk pops out, say Ohayou Gozaimasu~ the ritual begins.
Aaaaaah! THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP! IT'S OVER NINE-THOUSAND!!
KAAAAH-
MEEEEEH-
HAAAAAH-
MEEEEEH-
WAVE!
The little beast unleashes a stream of yellow water that lands on the flower's topmost part. He spared neither the inserted stone nor the whole body. Screw continued to wave the monstrosity, applying such intense pressure that it reached the highest point.
In a few seconds, the blessing ends because the power is finite. He exhibits a contented expression after the kind deed. The beauty of Screw's brand-new creation has him spellbound.
“It's refreshing, however,” Screw began to say, but a system prompt interrupted him. He briefly squeezed his chin.
*Ding*
[Sufficient Life Force]
*Ding*
[The seed of internal life has activated]
*Ding*
[A new life has born]
*Ding*
[Two spirits merging completed]
Screw received a notification when the system displayed a prompt. Like a cyclone that suffocates everyone beyond its eye, the plant gem that was placed on its stigma began to absorb magic from its surroundings.
“Flock! Oh, sheet!”
Screw didn't move; he just stood there and watched what was happening in front of his eyes. “This plant absorbs magicules like crazy. It appears this thing is meant to dry me out.”
Tremors started, and the plant's vines and roots started to move and attack everyone near them. A root tried to target his lower limb. “Not a chance.” He jumped sideways before it hit him, and subsequently, a vine from his left side attempted to slap his forehead. He jumps backward and dodges with a single strand of hair.
Furthermore, he didn't counter-attack; he only dodged all the attacks coming from the plant. Several hours pass, then the flow of magicule from the plant fluctuates. All the energy it absorbs is now rashly transferred into the big nut beside it.
The nut turns from a dark brown to a green hue. The strike instantly stops all of the roots and vines, and Screw focuses all of his attention on the shifting nut.
“It appears I'm mistaken; this is a chrysalis rather than a nut,” he muttered, pressing his chin against his chest.
[The fusion of two souls and the absorption of magic have been completed.]
The system automatically launched a query that examined the chrysalis.
[Will you make it hatch through force? Y/N]
Intriguingly, Screw glanced at the prompt board and responded with a simple "yes" without having to consider it.
Screw enthusiastically said, “Sure.”
“I'll just burn it to a crisp if it turns out to be a monster.” “Forget it. Nothing will be lost.”
The chrysalis' hue changes from a luscious green to a withered tint in five hours. As Screw approaches the chrysalis to explore, a break appears in the middle. Screw readied his crook knife and assumed a fighting position, saying, “Here it comes.”
A little hand emerges from the chrysalis; it first struggles but eventually gains enough power to force its body out of the cocoon.
[!!!]
“!!!”
Even the system was taken aback by the development, as was Screw. The chrysalis releases a youngster with a body age of two to three years old. “What is this, Alyssa?” Screw pointed at the kid and questioned the system.
[No idea]
Screw moved nearer to the child, whose body was full of mucus, “a body of a two- or three-year-old youngster with white long hair and heterochromic eyes.” Then he inquired, “Who are you?”
“Are you able to comprehend me?”
The youngster solely focuses on Screw. “Do you know anything about this kid, Alyssa? its race even?”
[None]
“Ooh, even the great Alyssa-sama doesn't know about the child race.”
[I'm not omnipotent]
Screw stand-up and walks away. "I'm out of here.”
[Leaving a child alone?]
[The system treats you with disdain]
“Screw you! What should I do with that child? I'm not even married yet.” He looked at the system prompt in disbelief.
[Virgin]
“Flock you! I'm not a virgin.”
[When?]
[Where?]
[How?]
“I- I forgot… I forgot; you know? It has been—long, long ago. Of course, I'll forget about that.”
[Hand?]
“Cat.”
[Human?]
Screw groan, “Shut the flock up, Alyssa.”
[The system laughs and belittles you]
“Grr… alright, alright you win,” Screw gave up and raised his hand. “She doesn't even comprehend me, and I'm not good at teaching,” he says as he turns around and approaches the youngster. When he considered his options, the system prompt appeared with a prompt recommendation.
[Language pack version one]
“Yeah, your right“ Screw agreed to the system suggestion. He placed his hand into the head of the child. “Alyssa, transfer the language pack version one.”
*Bzzt*
[System: Transferring the native language pack first version]
[System: Transferring complete]
[System: You can now communicate]
Screw gives a big thumbs up to the system. “Now, kid, who are you?” The child tilts her head, “Don't know.”
[Give her a suitable name]
Screw began to come up with ideas after reading a prompt. “From now on, your name is Gura,” he said as the name came into his mind. Screw looks at the empty spot and remarks, “Gura is a fine name, and I'm not worried about plagiarism of character or anything. Nyahahahaha.”
The girl questioned, staring at the same blank spot where he was staring, “Who are you talking about?”
[???]
He stared into the child's eyes and said, “Nothing.”
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