A Reincarnated Sacrifice (A Dirk x Reader fanfiction)

Isolated Desolation

Shortly after you, as well as the rest of your fellow players, had entered the game, they paired up and went along their partner ways throughout the game. However, due to the fact that it was an uneven five, there was one person left out of the pairs. Dirk had paired up with his newly declared boyfriend, Jake, and Roxy had partnered up with Jane, helping her with her planet. These just left you alone once again, left to figure and defend things all on your own. Roxy suggested you teaming up with her and Jane, but you swiftly refused due to the reasoning that you thought you didn't need anyone else, as it was stated in the last chapter. You didn't need anybody, and people didn't need you, both sides proving their sides of the story. They continued to go along their own ways through their planets together, while you were left to explore and experience the loneliness that you felt for so long. Even just regaining the ability to feel by dying, you were determined to shut it down - to shut yourself and your emotions down. Not having the emotional status that most did before you died made you forget how it was to feel, and now that you're currently suffering with, what you would like to call 'feeling disease', it was distracting from what you were currently doing. Your thinking on how to get rid if these said feelings was to completely separate yourself from the others, isolating yourself exactly how you did after your little sister had died.

You, at the current moment, were wondering about the planet in which you were supposed to conquer. The ground had a chilling blue appearance to it, making the moon shining above you only glow more brilliantly. As for the temperature that embraced you in its arms, it was too cold to wonder about without your trusty jacket. The strife specifbus that you had chosen was knifekind, and to be more specific, dual knives in which had helped you hunt for most of your life. However, to be able to create a better weapon which was needed to carry on and defeat your denizens, you needed to use the Alchemizer and to be able to use the Alchemizer; you needed more grist, which involved you slaying more enemies. The true problem with this is when you had defeated the frostbitten skeletons that first appeared inside of your charred house, they didn't give you enough grist for you to make what you needed. They began to wonder around, though not too far from your house, looking for skeletons that you can defeat in order to gain more grist. This would've been easier with a partner helping you, and standing by you. However, due to your wish of letting go of your emotions, as stated earlier, you refused any help that was offered. Yep, you were pretty lonely.

Your feet, despite standing on ice, did not slip in any direction you explored around the frozen tundra. With the grist that you had gathered earlier from the skeletons you had killed, you had capatchalouged your shoes, along with some blades you found lying around the house which had surprised you that you didn't step on one and stab your foot accidentally, and created some skis. These, of course, to awhile to get accustomed to, since you never really used these contraptions on your entire life, but after you fell hundreds of times, you finally got the hang of it. In this kind of planet, your ordinary (F/C) shoes would not help you in this situation. The shoes that you acquired did not cost much, but the next things that you wanted to make you wanted to do at the same time, before leaving the comfort of your home to face bosses, and denizens by yourself. Feeling the breeze pick up around you, only a shudder emanated from your body, as you continued to skate along your way. This is what it took to survive in the Land of Ice and Frost.

Coming across only a few skeletons, both of your daggers in your hands, you stop for a moment, after picking up the amethyst and rubies that dropped from your enemies. Holding yourself up on a nearby pale ice spike, since you had the moving with the skates down, but staying still you needed to get better at, you looked up at the sky, hoping to get a sign of your sprite. Earlier in the game, once you entered the medium, a strange looking alien clown thing approached you asking if you wanted to buy any "potions". Ultimately, you refused, stating how you literally just made it there, and he just made a little frown and went on his way. After a short sigh, you entered your house and looked around for the Kernelsprite. It wasn't where it was supposed to be, however, hovering over the Cruxtruder like it was supposed to. For a split second, you wondered what happened to it, seeing that this was a vital part of the game, but then remembered that just before you had blacked out before you entered the medium, you threw something in there. Your mind drew a blank as to what it actually was, as at the moment, your mind was anywhere except what your hand had grabbed. As if on cue, a white figure descended from your ceiling, the head only appearing first, then the rest slowly moving from the ceiling. It was, what had seemed to be, a squirrel. You had prototyped your Kernelsprite, with a squirrel. The poor thing must've been scurrying away from the flames when you grasped it and threw it into something unknown. Its little eyes showed confusion, as its two little buck teeth showed from their mouth. Well, this was going to be a little difficult.