273 7.1 What A Way To Start My Leap..! (1/2)

I was standing right in the middle of a marketplace of some sort and the people around were gaping at me in muted silence. Was it my clothes I'm donning, or the tear-stained face and snot that was trickling from my nose earlier that made me stand out among the rest?

I looked around and saw that these town folks were fair-skinned, meaning that I had been transmigrated into a Western part of the world and universe. I looked down at my hands and there was a short wooden bow in my left and a few arrows that had been embedded into the ground, assumably for me to reach out and fire them at my intended targets with ease and rapid deployment.

And my targets were lads... And all of them had arrows jutting out from their chests and backs like a sore thumb and all those lads were sprawled on the ground, presumably met their demise while trying to run away in fear.

Only one explanation could sum it all up. I had transmigrated into the body of a cold-blooded murderer...! ”Oh, fuck...! Oh, boy...! What transpired a few seconds ago? Why can't I transmigrate a minute or two before all these happenings? Dammit...fucking amazing...Now someone is moving toward me...” I thought inwardly as I stood there frigid and rooted to the ground.

”LOOK...!!! That's him, right there...!! He's the ONE that KILLED those lads over here...!! That's him...the one with the RED NAME over his head...GO GET HIM...DONT LET HIM ESCAPE...!!” a tough-looking man in a semi cloth and leather outfit was roaring and some burly men were pursuing and beckoning to capture me alive...!!

I looked up above me and true enough, there was a red name above my head and right now it is so red, that it nearly looked like black to me. Other people around me had names too but were white in colour. Is this some kind of fantasy medieval game or what...?!? No time to make the acquaintance, cause I can see crisis brewing...!

”For Fuck's sake...! What am I standing around here for...?!” I cried out at myself and stoop down to get my arrows that were implanted in the ground and quickly scanned to make a getaway. The minute I placed my hands on the arrows, the men who were lumbering towards me, flung themselves on the ground, reckoning that I would be releasing those arrows at them.

”Good...! This would have me a few seconds to give a headstart...” as I turned around on my feet and deftly picked up my pace as I darted through the marketplace...and managed to snatch a small blanket to coat myself and thus hiding my red name over my head temporarily. ”Fuck...! Is this the Utopia MMORPG game that I kept getting killed every time I had surpassed level 20?”

I thought to myself and snatched a small basket of fruits and vegetables on the way out and sprinted through the clearing of the marketplace towards the forested area. ”Fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...” Now I'm becoming a thief too...and I ran in a zig-zag manner, in case I could throw off the people who were hounding me through the woods.

I made sure that I had cleared a safe distance away and covered several miles and thankfully I was able to use my Chi Channelling that made me run the extra few miles without wheezing like an old dog.

I uncovered a brook, and after making sure I was not being followed, I threw off the blanket that I had used as a shawl and leaned against a rotting old tree. I placed the basket of fruits and vegetables I had swiped from the marketplace on the ground beside me along with the wooden short bow and the leather quiver off my back.

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The red name above me was still there and I studied at the brook's surface and saw the name 'niboR' in its reflection. ”What a fucking weird name for a cold-blooded murderer...!” and unexpectedly I realised that it was spelt backwards and it dawned on me that my name is 'Robin'.

”Oh, Max... You really had placed me in deep shit this time. I didn't even start the Leap as a fucking cold-blooded murderer, you know...! Huaaarrgghhhhh...!” I screamed into the eerie lull of the forest, hoping Max could hear me and come out to clarify what I am to do right now.

I glanced again in the reflection and established that I am still in a boy's body... Maybe not more than 14 or 15 years of age. I was wearing a two-toned Lincoln green outfit with a brown belt and a short sword on my side. A small brown coin pouch was dangling on the underside of my outfit and I jiggled it and find it to carry some weight.

I drew the coin pouch and peeked inside while poured the contents on my palm. There were two gold coins, five silver ones and several copper ones. I wonder how much these sorts would be and I kept it back under my outfit. Wonder if its the same as the one back in Japan. Speaking of Japan... I was wondering how those guys were up to.

I squatted down on one of the protruding roots above the ground and grabbed an apple from the basket and after gingerly wiping it against my outfit, I took a nibble into it. It was a local red apple and it was not crunchy and parts of it had some dwellers... But I knew that in the marketplace of this era, it is one of the reasonable ones that they could offer.

I ate the apple right to the core and spat the arsenic seeds off into the brook. I scooped up some water in my cupped hands and rubbed my face and removed my hat that looked like a scout's with a feather on it and spattered the cold and refreshing water on my hair.

The red name was still there and I was wondering how long would it turn back to white after I had eliminated 15 lads back there in the marketplace. What actually happened the turned me to become that kind of cold-blooded murderer in the middle of the day?