Numbers is everything here in New Gloria-- and the World. Once your Reborn and earn your class and system, those numbers that measure your abilities mean your life....or your death. Many Heroes lay down their lives in pursuit of fame and power while exploring the Tangent's. But the main goal is to stop the creatures from within the Tangents from coming out and further Terra-forming the Earth, as well as combating the Bosses of the Tangent's who seem to have their own ulterior motives. Somewhere within the vast green forests of western New Gloria, a boy named Claude Grey learns pretty fast that most people in power do everything they can to stay that way, even if that means stepping on the throats of the ones they hold dear. Claude's only ever liked a few humans and as he gets older he learns new ways to hate them. Hate that is cultivated during his exploration of the Tangent's where he stumbles upon a strange and beautiful transformative power that helps to show him how truly horrible humans are and maybe these beasts of the Tangent's arent what the Heroes make them out to be... *** Cover art does not belong to me so if the original creator happens to stumble upon my novel and would like credit or for me to take it down please let me know.
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Claude was starled awake in a hot and itchy sweat by a nightmarish rage filled message. The same message he received in his sleep every morning, "You're weak! AND SO IS THAT SNIVELLING LITTLE BRAT!"
The voice that delivered this mesage in his dream-- nightmares, was feminine, but it wasn't a sweet and delicate voice that fell on his ears as sweetly as honey. Not by any means. Even though no voice really sounds nice when a person is yelling, this voice in particular was downright hideous, the anger and hate in the feminine roar was almost tangible-- dripping thick and slimily off of every word. This voice....this message always got the same reaction out of Claude, rage. Pure and untainted to the core.
Over time, Claude's learned the best way to deal with it-- among most other negative experiences, is physical exercise. It tends to clear the mind in ways like nothing else.
As he got up from his stiff twin sized bed, he looked around his room. It was by no means spacious, but the log cabin he shared with his father gave a vibe of something akin to wholesomeness. He took it all in as he soaked up the sun's rays that broke through his window and splashed against his sheets in hues of orange and yellow. The sight caused him to freeze-- the sun's rays were too strong for it to be early morning. The sun was all the way up.
"The hell?" He thought groggily to himself.
Claude decided to take a look at the dusty circular clock directly above the door into his room and almost blew a fuse.
"FUCK! Its five forty!??!?!?"
Claude burst out of the house and was greeted by the sun rising above the forest that encircled the cabin. The rising beacon of early morning heat in the sky gave the forest a refreshing glow and made the morning dew shimmer on the thick green blades of grass like diamonds.
Claude eyed the trail that led from his cabin and into the forest that went 5 miles around it while doing rushed leg swings and other warm ups all to prepare himself for his early morning training.
He started on the trail into the forest to begin his run. Once inside, he picked up his pace, passing large spindly limbed oak trees and beautiful white-tailed deer drinking from ponds off in the different little nooks and crannies to the right of him. As he took in the air of the forest, he felt as if there was a magical component to it, the air was so fresh....so wild. Whenever he ran in the forest he felt more at ease in all areas-- stronger even.
Despite running barefoot and barechested-- jumping over low hanging branches and bounding around through the uneven forest floor, he felt a serene calmness for the time being. A level of calmness that no chaotic expulsion of energy could rid him of.
After a few miles into the rugged forest run, he started to hear rustling and heavy gutteral breaths to his left. Something big was running with him, and it was fast. Before he could decide what do do about this large predator stalking him, it did what predators do best to adrenaline fueled prey. It attacked.
It's large brown fur covered body collided with him. Crashing him into a nearby oak tree, causing the little squirells on the ground and the birds in nearby trees to flee frightfully.
He laid on the ground for a long span of moments in a daze as the forest settled itself oncemore.
The smell of damp earth and wet dog filled his nostrils as he lifted his head out of the dirt to face his killer. He eyed the beast from the ground up, noticing huge clawed paws made dull by a life full of running-- hunting. It's front and back legs were covered in sinewy muscle that trailed up to the creature's wide chest-- doubtlessly harboring gigantic lungs. From its bulky head and snout it displayed impressively sharp canines that resembled knives more so than teeth. The last thing he was able to notice were the eyes. The icy blue eyes of the quadruped beast that seemed to sparkle with....excitement?
Claude felt like he recognized this hulking mass of predatory power...
"Wait a minute....FROSTY! WTF!??"
The beast spoke in between earthquake inducing growls. It's voice wasn't right either, it was speaking correct but hearing human language come from the vocal chords of a monster was absolutely horrifying. Claude didn't know who the giant monster could be talking to so he decided to stay quiet. Even if he wanted to talk, he'd have to wait for his spine to stop tingling first. The beast took another eerily silent step towards him— causing his body to betray him further as he began to try harder to curl into himself and away from the beast. "Hrmmmm...WHY DIDN'T YOU DINE ON YOUR KILL?....grrrrRRR!" The beast yelled at him in a questioning manner. He thought the question over before answering, trying to be careful in what he said. "I'm not an animal-- not a wild one at least....it felt...erhm...wrong. Taboo."
DING! [Additional Quest Complete! You have reminded the wolves of your position in the pack!] The wolves immediately moved out of Claude's way in a rush with their tails between their legs. "...About damn time." He thought while dragging the buck through the damp forest grass towards the injured wolf, feeling the light burn in his quads from the weight of the deceased animal. He sat down next to the wolf, as he got closer he could hear how hard the wolf was panting. The sight caused him to reflect on the situation as a whole. "These are the effects of not having someone to lead? They would've let him die due to their starvation.....they were almost mindless..." Now that he was close enough to see how hurt the wolf was he realized it wouldn't be able to get food itself, he reached for his tooth dagger at his waist and clutched nothing but
[New Quest!: Feed your injured pack-mate.] Claude looked at the injured wolf behind the other five and saw that it had a rather serious puncture wound on its side. "Feed the injured? What's that going to do for his wound?!" He yelled at the sky angrily with nowhere else to aim his anger and confusion. He made his way to the buck anyway. With a sense of urgency, he grabbed it by its one remaining antlers and tried to drag it to the injured wolf..but the other wolves wouldn't move. DING [Additional Quest: Remind the wolves of your position in the pack.] Claude looked at the five wolves in front of him that blocked his way to the injured wolf. One wolf in particular seemed to be spearheading this operation, despite their unnaturally similar features— even for animals, this wolf had a difference about it. All the wolves looked hungry..starve
Running....jumping...ducking under low hanging branches. Claude and the wolves had been in pursuit of the giant buck for miles, with him somehow keeping up. His lungs felt infinite, with every inhale of fresh Forest night air it filled him entirely, energizing his muscles and mind to continue giving chase. The buck had begun to slow down after a few miles and the wolves were now nipping at its heels. The buck let out a loud snort and spun around after one of the wolves got a good bite on its hind leg, all the wolves dodged the swing of the bucks great antlers but Claude was caught by surprise and got hit. FUUGH! He was sent skidding and rolling through the rough grassy forest floor. ".....I'm really getting tired of horned animals." He thought to himself as he rolled over onto his hands and knees to cough up blood. While he was coughing he noticed something odd about his ha
A star filled night sky was all Claude could see from his unnaturally comfortable spot on the grass, he was laying in the middle of nowhere, "where am I?" He asked himself. Where he laid, the grass was cold and stiff-- like nature itself was urging him to get, to witness his eviroment. He did. Upon rising from the stiff blades of grass, he realized he was at the entrance of a forest, a vast and beautiful forest. Tall and healthy looking oak trees with spindly, tendril like branches—much like the ones at the cabin, and many different kinds of plant life crowded the forest floor while lightning bugs began to glow across the entrance and inside the forest sporadically. He got up to his feet and was immediately puzzled by his appearance for a number of reasons. "Where the hell are my clothes?? He wondered while he looked down at himself and only saw a loincloth. After looking around the grass near where he lay for
The forest retained its unearthly silence, the only thing that occasionally broke it was the giant mother snake, it's predatory ambience hung on the air with an almost overwhelming intensity.... Claude couldn't feel any of his injuries— which he knew were serious, all he could feel was the weakness of his knees and his trembling hands. He knew his adrenaline was the only reason he was still standing so he decided he'd buy Ursula as much time as possible right now...while he still could. WOOSH! The snake watched Claude speedily jump to the side to try and attack its exposed side but it immediately lunged at him headfirst. He was barely fast enough to dodge the wild attack, but he did, he took the opportunity to lunge back in and cut the snake. SCHLICK! The cut barely did anything but further agitate th
Ursula helped Warren up off the dirty forest floor and the pair made their way to the visibly shaken Claude with the urgency they sensed in the boys frozen frame. During Claudes fear induced paralysis, the snake fully emerged from the cave and began to slither towards him like a worm straight out of hell, tearing up the grass and anything else that went under its rough heavily muscled underbelly. Despite seeing this he felt like he couldn't will himself to move. His legs felt like they didn't even belong to him. "Am I going to die on my first real mission? Am I that weak?" Was all he could think as time seemed to slow and everything seemed to go silent, like the mother snake was death itself and Claude was waiting to be inevitbly consumed by it. "CLAUDE!!?? I KNOW WE HAD A BAD START BUT WE CAN STILL CATCH UP....YOU CAN STILL PROVE YOUR NOT WEAK!" &nbs
"Ok Warren, since we're running the back-point formation you stay behind us and just shoot at the face of the snakes, me and Ursula will deliver killing blows as frontliners." Claude said to Warren while the team prepared to head into the forest. Since the time of their walk Ursula seemed to cool off and now looked excited and determined, something he didn't expect to see on the face of someone preparing to kill monstrous snakes. As the team entered the forest Claude could almost physically feel the change in atmosphere, this wasn't how a forest was supposed to be. He noticed he couldn't hear the usual chatter of birds in the distance that's a norm in most forests, and he couldn't see any squirrels or other small rodents scurrying about, the whole area felt how it does in a forest when a large predator is nearby. Absolute silence. "Is this the affect an invasive species can have on an ecosystem?" He thought in awe at the ee
A couple days passed by in a flash and it was time for Prof. Raizen's class to assist the SkyLight Guild in the removal of invasive Plated Snakes in the Redwoods. Claude and the rest of his class headed out to the front of the academy and waited to head to the Redwoods. "Alright everyone check your weapons and armor and get ready to move out." Prof. Raizen announced in his casually stormy tone. He took a look at his class noticing a good portion of students looked shaken...nervous— as they should on their first Guild assistance mission, while others looked excited like Veronica. Only two students here looked completely focused, like they wanted to get the job done as well as possible. "Excuse me everyone is there a Ursula Legrand here? There's been a message left for her..." a short and dainty lady with light brown hair asked from the ba
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