7 Chapter 7: Empty Nights (1/2)
Jack awoke to his typical routine of stomping fish and eating them whole,'it was his fifth day out in the woods.
With nothing else to do but hunt for Goblin Tongues, I had decided to go back to the Goblin Cave to look for more Gob's.
There was no point in exploring any further I was still too weak to roam freely so I needed to get stronger and get better gear before I could go any further.
That's what you do in video games right? So it should be the same here I thought.
It would be a nightmare if I ran into another slime or laser beam shooting carnivorous unicorn orblue furry thing again.
At my current level I could only kill small animals like rabbits and other green skinned goblins.
I spent the whole day searching for a Gob to eat but it was no luck.
The day was uneventful I spent it alone killing rabbits and stomping on fish catching the occasional bug along the way t o chow down on.
I tried calling out to Chuck but he didn't reply so the day felt a lot longer thanit should have, dragging out until it got dark.
Typical I didn't even get the chance to use Clyde since all I ran into were Rabbits and Fish the closer I got to the Goblin Cave.
I retired onto a tree and started again next morning…
On the sixth day I had to leave the river side now having gone a divergent path away from the Goblin Cave's direction I couldn't eat fish anymore.
So I used my Bug Catcher skill to eat a lot more bugs than usual.
Eating nothing but bugs and, rabbits left a bad taste in my mouth all day without anything to wash it off with.
Hunting rabbits took time and effort, bugs were too small to satisfy my hunger and without the river I became thirsty for water.
Drinking bug juice and rabbit blood wasn't a nice switch of pace for me.
It looks like today was shaping up to be another boring uneventful day until I saw a familiar face hiding in the trees.
Stopping in my tracks to just barely catch a glimpse of a light green goblin with short scruffy white hair wearing aneye catching blue fur outfit high on a tree branch.
She was crouching on a branch amongst the thick forest of trees I recognized her almost immediately it was thatCrazy Goblin Girl!
The crazy bitch was spying on something I kept my distance and hid behind a tree obscured by the bushes.
I crouched down and got closer and closer until I saw what she was looking at.
A generic light green goblin holding a dead rabbit sitting down with its weapon by it's side preparing to eat it.
Instead of eating it whole like I did.
It was using a sharp small rock too slowly skin the pelt.
Given the size and accuracy of the rock's edge the skinning process would take a while.
The rabbit looked fresh it was just caught it was pretty obvious that the crazy goblin girl had been trailing the goblin for some time now.
I was wondering why she hadn't gone and attacked him yet when I remembered I still had her stone knife.
I pulled it out of my loin cloth the stone blade in question was rough but functional.
It had a leather wrap around its handle and it looks like it was made to fit her hand.
It doesn't look like she made it herself given how much time and effort it would have taken to make coupled in with the experience she should only be as old as I am.
Then again I did kinda murder everyone around me and set off into the wilderness at first opportunity so maybe I missed the intended lessons I was supposed to receive after maturing.
Going off that It was either given to her or she found it.
On the handle there were marking'setched onto the leather strap it looked like neat gibberish to me.
What looked like nonsense scribbles to Jack was actually Gia's name written on it, in there native goblin language.
I decided to wait and see what she would do after all, if I was lucky then I might be able to kill two goblins with one stone.
I made kissy face as I looked at Clyde and silently caressed the wooden surface of the board rubbing the smooth stone blades sticking outon the sides.
Jack:(”Isn't that right Clyde ♥”)
I shook my head and looked on with anticipation biting my time waiting for one of the two goblins to make their move.
As I was waitingI couldn't help but think how I missed my favorite lucky bat Bonnie.
I had a dream that one day me and Bonnie would take the World Cup with a home run.
I dreamt about the cheering crowds and loud chanting of my name throughout the stadium and world.
I thought that I would grow up to be a super rich and famous celebrity world star baseball champion.
Then the whole world would have torecognize me and the magic of true love between a boy and his baseball bat.
Oh how I missed Bonnie...
Clyde was a good rebound bat but like anyone else I could never forget the experience of my first true love Bonnie.
Bonnie was my first time…
I blushed at the memory of hitting my first home run with her, or her perfectly smooth wooden surface and that thick girthy handle grip.
She had stolen my heart that day as me and my friends celebrated with a pizza party.
We drank soda and root beer the whole night after I won thegame.
My mom even bought me a brand new video game to play with everyone in celebration.
A warm and honest smile swept across my face I had gotten so carried away with my reminiscing that I forgot about what I was doing here in the first place.
Jack: (”Ah good times…”)
Instead of being the world champion baseball player I had always dreamed about being.
I was a murderous cannibal goblin hunting tongues because a magical blue screen told me to do it to learn a new language.
Not to mention Chuck my maybe real or maybe fake imaginary floating teddy bear friendthat talks to me.
When I said it all out loud in my head I really did feel like some nut case off the streets.
Jack began to finally go over his recent actions in his head since coming to this new world.
It would be an understatement to say that he had simply developed violent tendencies and a volatile personality.
But in truth they only worsened when Jack became a goblin due to there evil nature as a species further warping Jack's mental stability.
Goblins were creatures said to originally be born of the malice and spite of humans created by some otherworldly being long ago.
No ones knows for sure or for what purpose these beings born in the twisted image of man had or served.
Even the name and existence of that otherworldly being who created themhad now long been forgotten to the sands of time.
However Goblins exist in almost all parts of the world alongside humans and humanoid species.
When a goblin reproduces with a human or humanoid another goblin will be born taking on the traits of there human or humanoid parent.
Some born of a union between goblin and human or humanoid mutate into a Demi Goblin.
Unlike normal Goblins these mutant Demi Goblins have the potential to evolve into a Variant Demon lord and be born more gifted depending on the race and bloodline.
Demi Goblins are superior to Goblins however the mutation during the union is very rare and even fewer Demi Goblins have survived long enough to become a Variant Demon Lord or Goblin King.
Goblins are weak creatures by nature even among the fragile races like humans they are inferior.
Having only survived as a species simply because of their fast reproductive ability to reproduce in droves and large numbers.
There lives are a never ending battle for survival with the world around them Having lost their God and Creator there existence is without purpose or reason...
(*sigh) When did my life go to shit Jack sulked.
Bashing skulls wasn't so hard in all honesty every time I killed a goblin or animal I just imagined my daddy's face over them to make it easier.
Chuck: ”Wow talk about daddy issues.”
Chuck was floating beside me speaking in a teasing tone I turned to face him ignoring his rude comment.
Jack:(”Chuck! You came at the perfect time look”)
I pointed at the crazy goblin girl crouching on top of a tree branch then at the Goblin getting ready to enjoy his meal.
The Goblin sitting down who had finally finished skinning the rabbit in what felt like hours to Jack who was Oblivious to me and the Crazy Goblin Girl was now ready to eat.