3 Chapter 2: Blood Origin (1/2)

Hey system index or whatever your name is. Pull out my stats- Ack! What now!?

My eyes clamp down and my vision was slowly growing dimmer. No!!! I thought I clearly won that fight! Then in the blink of an eye, darkness was once again my friend.

*Flashback*

I hear faint yells in the distance of my own mind.

”Take it! It is our only hope!”

”What are you talking about Dr.Oaken?!”

”You have to take it! You must! I am sorry my young apprentice!”

”No! Get away from me!”- I see a young boy with brown hair, only the back of his head. He is wearing a wool necklace with a crystal key attached in the bottom.

Is that my voice? Is that Dr. Oaken? I walk around in my dark mindscape. Is this some kind of dream? Or a nightmare? I then see a faint vision of an old man with a shaved grey beard holding a sharp metallic needle device in his hands.

What the hell is he holding?

”Listen to Dr.Oaken, my son! We have no time they are coming!-”

”Father is that you!?” I yell out in the depths of my mind.

I hear frantic screams in the background and see falling skyscraper towers on fire.

Then out of nowhere a horrific grim looking massively tall humanoid-being, laced in black armor and wearing a skull-shaped helmet with long serrated teeth and horns, was eating human beings who were running for their lives. The giant creature coldly stares down at me. Its gleaming black lifeless eyes peered deep into my soul. Then it spoke in a dark menacing tone.

”Boros Ventros Hexos!” Mist expelled from the spiky helmet visor as it spoke those unreadable words.

I stumbled back and fall. Is this my human body? I look at my hands and there were translucent like a ghost. The tall armored humanoid-creature walked closer to me with its metal boots earthquaking my brain. It reaches out its dragon-sized hands and screeches,”Boros Ventros Hexos!” A sonic boom of wind smacks up against my face.

”Get away from me!”I screamed in the endless dark abyss of my mind.

I suddenly open my eye's wide and shake my head. My vision is back, but know it's kind of fuzzy. Wait am I still a tentacle monster? I lift up my hands and see the strangest thing I have ever seen. Even stranger than the slimes.

I see a fusion ofzombified human hands and shredded octopus tentacles! Fingers were sticking at the end of my tentacles, what is this madness?! I look down and see a pair of boney human legs that were wrapped around hundreds of smaller tentacles. I open my mouth and scream at my ghastly transformation. At least I can open my mouth now. I think I am in my human body mixed in with my tentacle beast form.

A Growl and rumble sound echoes across the cave.

[Warning You are malnourished! Rejection of beast form activated! Death is Imminent!]

[Slimes are not a prime mana force meal. Your primal stage is weakening by 5 seconds counting]

(You have 1min to find a mana force)

My stomach feels like it's going to explode!

”Blarrrrgggh!” My eyeball's vomited out blood and slime juices all over the cave walls. Fucking slimes are so useless they can't even be eaten! How can they not be a prime food source! I hopelessly stared at my freakish alien-like hands. It was a horrific sight. I looked like some kind of Xenomorph fuck up.

[Critical Condition! HP: 5%]

What the fuck have I become! Haven't I been through enough already? Judging from my past life it fared no different than this. Cursed to always be an abomination. Looked upon as an outcast. Tch. Screw that!

I blinked my eyes to use my clone skill in order to make more of myself to search for food that is bio-gradable. But nothing happens.

[ Warning: You do not have enough mana force to active clone skill. Good luck surviving!]*Informs the bitchy system index*

”Then what other choices are there to replenish my mana force?” I asked.

[ How should I know?] the system index replies in a monotonous voice.

”God. You really are a fucking bitch.” I hissed as my freakish arms moved everywhere.

[Sorry, I don't quite understand your request.]

”Heres one. How about you help me out!” I angrily gargle out blood and roll around in hellish pain.

[The clock is ticking. Tik Tok (20s left until rejection of human cells and DNA)] Mocked the system index.

I see how it is. I swallow hard. I always do everything alone anyway.

Fuck it! I have no other choice than this! I bravely roar out.

I lifted up my mutated tentacle human hands or whatever the fuck it is and sink my teeth inside it. I started to rip and tear off my scaly skin piece by piece. Greyish disgusting blood grossly gushes against my face. The rotten corpse dead smell and salty blood iron taste made me gag uncontrollably. My stomach churned and grouched with a sickly growl. I felt like dying honestly. At this point, dying was better than what the fuck I was eating. I kept on devouring myself, it seemed like hours had passed. But I really only took two bites until I puke out human bloody fingers and tentacles. This is just the best meal I have ever had. Ha, fuck my life. I wonder what my family, Dr. Oaken, and friends(If I had any) would actually think of this. I felt disgusted and mind-fucked about my own sanity right now. I swallowed as much of myself as I could. It tasted like eating a rotten fish that had been left out in the sun for years.

[HP:5+6(11%) You have found a sustainable mana force. Reverting back to beast form.]

Hands down, this is the craziest day of my life. I don't care what anyone says. First I slaughter talking slimes and now I am eating myself. Massacre and cannibalism in one day. Things escalate quickly, don't they? In this fucking moment, I really wanted know why I was reborn as a tentacle monster and I wanted to know what just fucking happened, did I turn back into a human for a brief moment?

”Hey, bitch open my stats screen already,” I say aloud.

[You know I have a name! Wait I don't…]

”I can give you one. But from now on you help me out.” I kindly offered while spitting out blood from my eyehole.

[ Fine, go ahead. I will be turning into talking mode in your mindscape to save aura energy]

”How about Althera? Does it sound good?” I changed it up the name a little, but I was obviously inspired by the Greek name which means healer.

”Y-yes it is an excellent name!” Altheara exclaims. ”But you can still call me system index if you like.” She cutely mumbles.

”By the way who made you?” I asked as I flex around my huge eyeball.

”Sorry. I cannot answer your question.” She snapped. Geez way to change your attitude.

”Why not?” I said as I wiggle around my regenerating tentacles.

”Because of the Codex Rule.” She firmly implored.

”Fine then just bring my stats up. I have been itching to see what my stats look like now.” I crack my tentacles forward, oh snap they don't have bones.

”Will do. By the way, do you have a name?” Asks Althera.

”Not really. I will eventually find out my name and I will find out about my past. I will also figure out why I was reborn as this tentacle beast. I would like to also explore this world. The reason I am being nice to you is that you are the only reasonable person here. Or for a better lack of a term, you are the only entity I can talk to without my mindscape. There are probably a bunch of creatures in this cave that want to kill me. Now that I mention it, where are we exactly? In a dungeon?” I asked while scanning through my status screen with my tentacle.

Name: Unknown

Race: Tentacle Monster

Class: N/A

HP:11/50 Shield: 0

Level: 1

Rank: Bronze

Mana Force: 2/12

Cultivation Power: 1

Attack: 9 +2: [11]

Agility: 2

Defense: 8 +1 : [9]

Magic:11

Intelligence: 7