Chapter 69: Nice
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*Clack, clack, clack, clack!*
*Pat, pat*
Currently, I was sitting next to a sobbing skeleton that was wearing a stylish and luxurious looking black top hat, and a beautiful and extravagant brown coat that had some of its parts ripped off, probably due to the harshness of traveling across the caves.
"How could it beeee?! A thousand years in this smelly, dark, humid, and lonely cave?! Uuuuuurgh!" The skeleton cried loudly while grabbing my clothes and cleaning his non-existent snot and tears in them.
"Cheer up, cheer up..." All this while I did my best to try and cheer him up.
Indeed, after hearing his story I managed to deduce that he lived in the period before the Great war. Probably dying just a few months or years before the war against Cthulhu broke out.
Dunno, maybe I'm making a mistake here anyways.
What surprised me more, was his response when I told him that we were being cornered by the goblins and other monsters to the point of almost extinction.
"Huuuuuh?! What do you mean with that humans were getting their ass kicked by those weaklings?! Even an average adult from my time was able to completely obliterate them in combat! How did those midgets managed to bring humanity to this point?!"
"Midgets? But goblins are as tall as humans if not even higher..."
"What do you mean? Aren't goblins those weak looking green-colored midgets that can barely swing around only sticks because of their lack of strength...?"
"Hmm... No, they can probably lift a human easily and swing his body around as if they are made of paper. Some even reach the point where they can uproot entire trees with just brute strength..."
"...?"
"...?"
"I don't think we are talking about the same kind of monster..."
At that point, I already had a hunch on what was happening, so I ended up asking him another thing in order to clarify my doubts.
"What about zombies? Do you know about them?"
"Those weak corpses that can barely stand on their own? What about them?"
Weak corpses that can barely stand on their own? I recall even seeing one ripping apart a human in half with just his sheer strength while letting out a beastly roar...
"Hmm... I think I know what's happening here..."
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"What do you mean?" Jack looked at me with a perplexed expression on his skull.
"Well, there are many options. The First one could be that the monsters became a lot stronger for some reason after the war ended. The second one could be that you come from a different reality where monsters are a baby-like version of ours, the third one could be that you are an envoy of Cthulhu and you are telling me all this in order to low my guard and strike when I less expect it, the fourth one could be that you're some kind of evil being from another dimension that got lost and arrived at this cave and is trying to deceive me in order to take possession of my body when I'm distracted, the fifth one is-"
"ALRIGHT I UNDERSTAND!!"
What can I say, it's better to think about every possibility just in case.
I have to make use of this increased thinking abilities somehow right?
And thus, when I told him about how a thousand years have passed since the war against Cthulhu broke out, he started crying and lamenting all those years lost inside this cave.
And to my disgrace, this guy continued crying for a long time after this.
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An hour later...
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"Hoh? Where did you find something like this Jack?"
"Hmm? That? I found it in one of those abandoned mines that the people from my time used to inhabit in order to collect minerals or to use as settlement while in their stay inside the caves"
"Abandoned mines?"
Currently, I was looking at a very special bag besides Jack, this one, unlike the other bigger bag that Jack carried on his shoulder all the time, was completely full of small knives that seemed to be made with the only purpose of being thrown.
Of course, I couldn't help but appraise them all with my system just in case there was some kind of Legendary Splitter of Worlds-Knife hidden between them all, and although there wasn't something like that, I still managed to find out something pretty interesting about these knives.
Throwing Knife (x395)
Ranged Damage: 12
Knockback: Very weak
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