Militia

Chapter 2: Familiar

I looked on at the two animals. I didn't approach them in case I startled them, so I sat at the edge of the clearing. I looked around in my inventory and I grabbed some fruit. I ripped down a few large leaves and then placed various fruits in top. I placed them a few metres away from the animals and then left. I knew that they were strong animals based on the environment and how the other animals reacted but I couldn't just charge in and talk to them. I went home and decided to go to bed for the day.

A year has passed since that moment. I had lived a well enough life, expanding and decorating my house. I had started a mine and dug around for ore. Once I found some I manipulated them into various silver ware to eat food with. I also made some porcelain plates and bowls. I made various pots and a proxy stove. The stove was more of just a convenient to place the pot on because magic had to be used for the fire.

The two animals stayed around for about half a year before leaving. I fed them every week and when they left they gave me a present. I was given a large pelt, from a strong bear. It was a big enough size to turn into a nice cloak, so I did that. I made a strong mantle that had magic and physical attack resistance due to the animal it came from. This guaranteed that I would be rather protected from surprise attacks or in case I am surrounded in the future.

As time went by I noticed my stature changing. I guess god didn't want me to be all grown up. As they years went by I was growing smaller, and as I got on I noticed I finally stopped regressing in age. I was about 10 years old, with the experience and memories of someone who had lived 30. My body was significantly smaller than previously but because of the slow regression my handling of fire arms such as my rifle was still just as accurate.

I hadn't met anyone in my entire year in the rest, nor had I tamed any wild animals. I had summoned one however, a small black cat with little bits of white at his feet. I decided to name him Kitch, mostly because I had never even heard of that name or naming sense before, and I thought it was kind of cool. He wasn't a strong, fighting type familiar, more a gentle cat that would keep you company and make you not feel lonely anymore.

I kept living my life solely killing and hunting various animals and monsters, whilst living a relaxing life on the side. I slowly accumulated various resources, such as raw iron, copper and various other ores. I cut down several trees and stored them in small, burnable pieces in my store room. I didn't have any use for the ores at the moment, but the plan was to research various guns and ammunition, and efficient ways to create gunpowder and other sparse materials.

I decided I should probably also dedicate something to the god who brought me here, and gave me the opportunity for a more eventful life, for the second time. I climbed up the mountain, creating a steady path as I go up. Once I got a decent way up I dug a small area that was flat, and had a flat wall , perfect for a shrine. I went down and collected some large trees. I cut all of the branches off the trees and then took them up the hill. It was fairly easy using magic, being able to cut and carry with the wind attribute. I made a small little area for a shrine and then, using the stone I had previously cut I made a statue of the god. I hadn't seen her very much, only two times, so I just made it as best as I could. She had long hair, a beautiful face and had an hourglass figure.

I placed the statue in the centre and left a prayer. After I made the shrine I would pray every morning. I wasn't religious before, and didn't believe in the whole spiel of Christianity and the bible. Turns out there was a god, just not one that is referenced in any form of religion. She was a strong person and governed over several different planets. She wasn't the only one either. There were several gods, each governing over different areas of the galaxy. The god I was praying too looked over Earth, the planet I am on and several more. I wasn't too sure what the planet I was on was called, and if I ever met anyone I was too scared to ask. Even with this I just went on my daily life, not having talked to anyone. I prayed every morning and slept every night. Life was good.

Life was good.