ocean-life [7] Night is for the Monsters
[7] Night is for the Monsters
[7] Night is for the Monsters
It was always the same: the first sensation was warmth, then breath, then darkness as his eyes rolled open. This time, however, things seemed a little different. The sun was setting but the crag face caught the light, giving the area a few more minutes before night. Bjorn found it difficult to focus, his vision now split between four eyes.
Now that was new. The last thing he remembered was being caught in the grasp of the troll, then nothing but darkness and pain. He coughed, his throat dry and scratchy.
He tried to focus on his vision; he was still seeing double. It was starting to become more normal to him. It was less like an affliction caused by injury and more of a new natural. He rolled over onto his paws, now laying on his stomach instead of his side. His muscles were sore and felt as if he had been shredded from the inside out. That’s when he noticed his neck was touching something. He turned and saw himself staring back at him.
Startled, his necks reeled back, getting a good look at what he was seeing. He was seeing himself from two different angles at the same time. He had sprouted a second head, which only made him confused. He looked around and saw the troll lying dead not too far from him. His other head also swung around and saw something concerning. It was also his head, fully detached as if ripped off.
“Failsafe. Failsafe?” Bjorn called for him mentally.
“Ugh... Damn that hurt,” Failsafe responded.
“You can feel pain?” Bjorn asked.
“I feel everything you do,” Failsafe responded with a groan. “Like the new look by the way. I’m sure two heads are in style right now.”Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com
“Was this your doing? What happened to me?” Bjorn asked.
“No, it appears this is just a natural thing that you do now,” Failsafe responded. “You got our head ripped off and man did that suck. But hey, we aren’t dead. Let's not do that again though. Getting decapitated is not conducive to a long life.”
“Wouldn’t they just grow back?” Bjorn asked.
“Maybe, but probably not,” Failsafe continued. “It took way more magic than you currently have to do this. The only reason we survived this time is because the troll died.” He squealed in excitement. “Wait-wait, I just thought of something.”
Failsafe went quiet, and shortly after Bjorn’s vision returned to normal. He looked at his second head, which was bobbing up and down without him doing it.
“Failsafe, is that you?” Bjorn asked.
“Yep I have a body now! Look out world,” Failsafe said in triumph. “Well I have a head.”
“How are you doing that? Can you take control of me?” Bjorn asked, feeling uneasy at the development.
He returned to Freja with the plan to drag the girl into the cave. He bit onto her shirt, careful not to nick her with his fangs, and Failsafe did the same. He didn’t think moving her would be easy, but he also didn’t think it would be so hard. Freja wasn’t a big girl by any means, she probably weighed about a hundred ten pounds soaking wet. The struggle was real. Moving her a few feet felt like they might as well have been trying to move the troll. Ever so slowly but surely, after an hour and a half they finally managed to pull her into the cave.
The sun fully set and the temperature was dropping fast. Bjorn worried that Freja might get sick if she slept in the cold like this. He decided it would be best to look through her things on the ground. He ran back to the pile, found her travel bag and decided to leave all of the books, papers and other things. Luckily, tugging the bag along was much easier than dragging an unconscious Freja.
Once he returned to the cave he decided it was high time he got to see how dexterous his hands were. He didn’t want to rip the bag because it would be useful when they traveled. His front paws looked like they were meant to grab and hold onto things with three finger-like talons and a forth that functioned kind of like a thumb. He used his hands to carefully unzip the bag.
He found that he could do simple movements with his hands, but he was never going to be a painter, not in this life at least. Once the bag was open he and Failsafe used their mouths to quickly take out all of the clothing inside, placing a layer of skirts, sweater vests and shirts on top of Freja. Once they were done with the task, they curled up beside her to share body heat. With things calmed down he finally opened his status to see what changes had been made.
Status Menu
Name: Bjorn Salstar
Species: Unknown
Level: 0.5
Vitality: 1
Restoration:10
Constitution: 1
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Stamina: 1
Magic: 1
Magic Regeneration: 2 (+2 from bond)
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Skills Analysis
Reincarnation Failsafe
An incomplete reincarnation magic construct and your best friend that has your back no matter what!
Venomous Bite
Magic Cost: 0
You have a neurotoxic venom which can be injected through a bite with your fangs.
Poison Puff
Magic Cost: 1
You can mix your venom into the air using magic, creating a small area of poisonous gas. This gas will reduce the health of those inside. The wider the area of effect, the less effective the poison.
Poison Scratch
Magic Cost: 1
You can infuse your claws with neurotoxic venom, making even small scratches fatal over time.
Familiar Pact Connection
Magic Cost: -3
As a familiar you are receiving +3 to your magic regeneration
Dragon Repellant?
Passive Skill?
Dragons seem to dislike you for some reason and show hesitation and fear around you. More study needed.
Head Regeneration?
Magic Cost: 40-ish (Was kinda decapitated at the time so numbers may be off.)
Currently only usable if fallen beasts powers the regrowth. Major wounds including decapitation can be healed. More study needed but not recommended we try again.
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