The OriginS Peninsula

Chapter Two - Those Who Cries From Below

Now listen once, as a writer, do I hate writing in third person throughout the whole book. Therefore, to I to give strength thus saith in first. Second person is hard to write throughout. Yet, effective in detective writings.

Personal opinion is much turn away these days. Facts or not, both are on the scale. Let not cancel culture obstruct ones' view. How childish can it be. If one does attack you horrifically, you win. If not attacked, your life still flourish. When they say not to attack for he/she will collect and don't give what that person wants. In the end, you win the war. But what side are you on?

Year 235 AF (After Fall). Time is not measurable. Summoned was I by an elian girl from the grassland. Such a cliche it was seen in light novels nowadays. However, the method of execution was unexpected. O the incongruity. So, where is my welcoming party? I was in confusion, boggle by a set of unwarranted summon sicknesses. These three afflictions show no mercy to me as I stand holding my knee confronting the onslaught of weakening infelicity. Satire may had become my best ally.

The great gate stood before me. In the shadow; staring at the highest peak of this stone passage mesmerize by its grand features, it had hold my balance in my state. Not before long the knees had given up on I. And for I to stumbled unto a decoded pismire hill, shock was not my first account. A colony of insect known as aurants came rushing out they did. Not to attack me who was the intruder. No. Indeed not. The creatures came to feed on the anguish that laid before the feet. Generously, I was ignore.

They fed on that long-prickling aura present between the dimensions and the bod that fled from the opening of the welkin. For surety, Osiris should've close the in-betweens. There's no other validity. I would assume that possible assumption.

From my stumbleness even from the shown a bit of humbleness, there seem to be a "glitch" thought I, "Am I'm in a video game?" Assuming that the static flicker rate in my eyes were adjusting into the realm not of thy world secret test. Air pressures to my body were quite intense. The fall did leave some bruises but it was minor detail on my account. However, a sanative magic would do nicely to start the day, mayhaps.

It had took approximately three minutes before my eyesight came to good. From that time period, I have deliberately saw strange things. Strange letters of artworks, numerals and designs. Clearly technical. Not much information was given from the object of interest. A small status screen of the gate pop in front of me with two linear lines that lead to its focus. Here was the immovable barrier:

Name : Babalonian Gate (The Ninth Ahsyred Passage)

Hit Points : 1,000,000,000 Attack : 0 Defense : 2500 Durability : 3600

Class : N/A Race : Intellectual Object

Skill(s) :

Damage-Reduction

Enemies base damages inflict 1% of total attack; cannot attack for 30 minutes.

Heart Tracker

Read enemies Biorhythm, State of Affairs and heat signatures.

Portal Field

Teleport Players in the vicinity around the world visited; enter the gate into the Labyrinth, An, Otherworldly or the Netherworld.

Counter Field

Critical Damages are reflected X3; cannot attack for 30 minutes.

Auto-Ability :

Mana Redivination