Lonesome Wolf: An Unfamiliar World

Chapter 4

Drail's POV

It has now been four days since I arrived in this world. I'd say those few days have been splendid. Well, aside from the loathsome amount of food I've been eating recently.

Dotto is... a very strange person. I wouldn't go to the lengths as to say that he is fathomable there's just something about him that intrigues me. I'll have to investigate him further.

"Hey, Drail. I'm off to work again. Don't come out of the house unless it's in a remote place, 'kay?" Speak of the devil, I hear Dotto open the front door.

"Ugh, are you certain that I can't go out? What do you even do in this 'job' of yours?" I was almost sure that he works in a guild. I can never be too sure with him.

"Oh, I work at a restaurant." He said. a restaurant has food and drinks... drinks!

"A tavern? You work at a tavern?" I stood up, gaining interest. Finally, some alcohol! I haven't had the taste of liquor in my mouth in ages.

"Well, I guess you can call it a tavern."

"Does it have liquor? Any form of alcohol is fine. As long as it's alcohol." Dotto looked at me weirdly.

"You're an alcoholic? Well, I should've expected that. I guess I can sneak something out. Just gotta make sure the boss doesn't find me."

"Excellent. I'll be awaiting your arrival." I said, returning to the couch.

Dotto's POV

Ugh, of course he likes beer. I should've really thought about that... The copious amount of beer he requested still echoes in my head.

"Two barrels of beer." Drail told me.

Two barrels!? We only have bottles! I kept pacing around the kitchen, my co-workers looking at me concerningly.

"You uh, good? You've been pacing for a few minutes now." Jenne asked.

I sighed. "Sorry, I'm just stressed from something." I stopped pacing and continued working.

The day went on as usual. I served food, took orders, greeted customers, other waiter stuff. Once the day was over, I snuck in the storage room, looking for a bottle of beer.

"God, why am I stealing for the wolf..." I mumbled under my breath. I had the lights off so that it would think someone's in. Suddenly, I got blinded by the lights turning on. I swiftly looked behind me to see my boss looking at me.

"What're you doing, Dotto?" My annoying boss, Reefer Wagner, asked from the other side of the room.

"U-uh, nothing, boss! I was just um... checking the stock, because we were uh-" Reefer raised his hand in a stop sign

"U-upupupupup. No more words. Why are you even stealing? You could've just bought one."

"You wouldn't understand it anyways. Now how much for the bottle of wine?" I went for my wallet, fiddling with the little amount of money in it.

"Well, either you pay a hundred bucks for the whole bottle, oooorrr, you could reason with me. Give me a reason as to give it to you for free."

"Well, you wouldn't believe me even if I told you."

"First of all: the last few things you said were hella edgy. Second of all: try me." Reefer smirked. He's usually very... playful. Annoying, too. But he's serious when needed to be. Like that time I asked to take a week off to attend my dad's funeral. He fully understood and even gave me a few hundred dollars. I didn't do anything with the money. I already had enough for the trip. I just saved it in the bank.

Once arriving at my house, I unlocked the door and was greeted by Drail.

"Oh? You have a visitor." He looked intrigued, examining Reefer and I.

"U-uh-wha what? That's-that's real, right?" Reefer asked, dumbfounded.

"As real as uh... the sun. I guess." We all went to the living room and sat on the couch. Very awkward, I tell ya.

Drail cleared his throat "... so, this is your boss?" Drail asked, looking at Reefer who was suspiciously flustered.

"Yes, Reefer, this is Drail. Drail, Reefer." I introduced the two to each other.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Reefer." Drail extended his paw(?) for a handshake. Reefer reluctantly/suspiciously/shyly took his paw(?) and shook it.

"Y-yeah, you too." He looked away, his face was burning up a bit. He was somehow more flustered than I was when Drail took off his clothes.

"Anyways, I got only one bottle of wine. Hope that's fine with you." I gave Drail the bottle I got, he inspected it, opened it and sniffed... then drank the whole thing in one go.

"Not quite enough to get me running. I suppose you have more, no?" I was about to disappoint the big guy when Reefer pulled out another bottle. Drail immediately took it and drank it all.

"Wh-! Why do you have one?" I asked, Drail seemed more invigorated.

"I uh, thought you had a party or some shit like that. So I brought a few with me. Next week's the restock so I brought a lot."

"Ahhh! Few more of these bottles and I'll be howling!" After a few more bottles, he was now fully drunk. The guy kept stumbling and knocking over stuff but I didn't mind. Most of the things he knocked over were gonna go anyways.

"He's kinda cute when drunk, no? Like, oblivious and playful." Reefer remarked.

"I guess so, I expected him to be a little more chaotic but eh, this is fine."

"Ehh? Yu wan chatic?" Drail mumbled, coming towards me. I backed away slowly but he pinned me to the wall. "I'll- hic... show you chaotc." He let go of me and did a hand motion, a glowing scribble thingy appeared. Written on it was: "Tenebrae Laminae: Conceptus Chaos"

"D-Dotto? Wh-what's he doing?" Reefer asked. He hid behind the couch.

The weird glowing thing turned into a sword that erratically kept shifting, as if it was trying to take form into something way scarier than what it is.

"Chaos ab Abysso venit, omnia incipit ab origine. Chaos Libra, Tempus et Cosmos regunt naturalia regulae Vitae et mortis. Somnia civilizationem augent et Comoediam praebet sicut Evolutio stateram stabilem auget et conservat. Hi sunt Conceptus qui universum constituunt. Vim Concipis Chaos appello, Ostende his hominibus quid sit verum Chaos." Drail said, totally not drunk.

My whole living room turned into a bunch of things that epileptic people would not like. It kept violently flashing black, red and white. Visuals of flames appeared, wars happening, supernovae, planets exploding, the big bang. After a few more seconds of insanity, it all went back to normal.

Both me and Reefer were hyperventilating with wild eyes. Reefer did a double take and clenched his stomach.

"O-oh God, I'm gonna puke." Reefer groaned and ran for the bathroom. I found it weird how he knew where it was but that was the least of my worries.

I looked at Drail who seems to have a headache. "Drail, what in the ever-living fuck was that!?"

"Apologies, I recently became sober. I..." His eyes widened. "I used the Concept of Chaos..."