Prologue: Let Me Sleep!
"Hey you, you're finally awake! You were caught in that Imperial ambush, same as us!..."
"Aaaaaaaaaaah! No! Not again!"
A young boy wakes up from what is seemingly a nightmare while screaming at the top of his lungs. He looks around to make sure it was all a dream only to realize he was still in bed. He then moves to a new, cool spot on the bed, and hugging his pillow to find comfort once more.
"Thank the maker I didn't end up in Skyrim. Becoming the dragonborn is the same as selling yourself into slavery. Anyway, back to what's really important."
[Skill: Sleep] LVL MAX has been activated!
Almost immediately, the boy was asleep once more and everything was right in the world....Well, almost. Just as soon as he fell into a deep sleep, the ground started to shake.
*Boom**Boom**Boom*
It slowly started to sound closer, the shaking becoming more vigorous and resounding with each passing second.
*Boom**Boom**Boom*....*Screeeeeeeeeeeech!*
An ungodly, unearthly howl was wrought forth from outside the building the boy was residing. The side of the building was torn to pieces, nothing stood in its way. Yet the boy laid there, unfettered in his will to sleep. If he were awake, he would see a Giant red serpentine creature barreling through any obstacles in its path.
*Screeeeee....*
Just as the creature was about to let loose another screech, he had found what he was looking for. He stared at the boy laying comfortably in his bed. He slowly creeped forward, creating more and more debris as he went. By the time he got close enough to the boy to see his face, he was wearing the top half the the building as a hat. He took a deep breath, readying himself for what most gamers would recognize as a breath attack. He looked at his "prey" one last time, only to realize he was still asleep.
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My eyes flutter open a bit, I expected to see my ceiling, but all I can see is a red and scaly head preparing a breath attack. To you normies out there, that usually means a huge gout of fire that won't even leave bones behind. How am I so calm you ask? Well, this is like a normal Tuesday for me. I go to my mandatory torture sessions(school), maybe run some errands, and stop a zombie apocalypse before it starts. You know, the usual. The other reason?
[Skill: Gamers Mind(Passive)] LVL MAX
-Allows the user to calmly and logically think things through. Allows peaceful state of mind. Immunity to mental state effects.
This skill allows(forces) me to be calm in any situation. That's not to say I don't feel anything at all. I can be angry and still think calmly. This giant snake looking thing woke me up for some reason. I don't know why, but I don't care; either way, violence will be involved! I look above his head to check his name and level as I have become accustomed to doing.
[Sardior(Lesser Deity)] LVL ????
....Well then, I may have spoken too soon, maybe diplomacy is an option. A mere Demi-God such as myself can't stand up to this guy.
"Um, hello there!"
My current dilemma stares at me and says, "General Kenobi!"
[Sadior is currently under the status effect Confusion]
[For successfully confusing a Lesser Deity, you have gained +1 WIS and +1 INT]
"Neat"
"Wait, how did you do that?! Who is General Kenobi?!" the snek yells.
"Jedi mind tricks. Anywho, why are you here big guy? Seeing as you're wearing the top half of my building, you didn't come for a cup of tea."
"Oh right, I almost forgot. I heard you were quite irritable when woken from your afternoon nap." He starts to shrink down.
He becomes a human looking man with horns and red scales scattered about his exposed skin. He seems to be unwilling to put on clothes however. He put his hat down as well, making more debris fly everywhere.
"I came here to ask you to create something for me, well, for my brother Faluzure. He hasn't slept in well....ever, so we decided he needs a nap. He's already decimated a few worlds with zombies he created through necromancy and whatnot. So, can you make something?"
"Oh, so that's why there have been so many zombies here and there. Sure thing, I have just the thing here. You just have to get some one equal or stronger in power to fill this up and he'll be out like a light for as long as the device will hold up." I say while I pull the neck pillow shaped device from my inventory.
"Oh, that was easy, I thought you would be more...difficult."
"Yup, no problem at all!" I say with as much sincerity as possible.
'Please go away so I can sleep!' I yell in my mind.
"Oh, right, what do I owe you? I know you humans love your trading and all." He says with a smirk.
"Hmm, ok, how about you just come and hang out here every now and then? In your human form, of course." I say with a smile.
'Good, more manpower to delegate work too, hehe!'
"Oh I'm planning on it, you seem fun! Tootles!"
He transforms back into his draconic form and took to the skies.....taking the top of my building with him as a souvenir.
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The boy stares at the sky with a wistful look. As he breaks out of his daze, he looks at his bed, which is one of the only things in his room left intact. He makes his way over, lays his head on the pillow, and hears a familiar notification as he dozes off.
"What a fulfilling day...."
[Skill: Sleep] LVL MAX has been activated!
*Tap**Tap**Tap*
A woman, dressed in a traditional maid outfit, comes towards what is left of his door. She knocks on the door, only for it to fall on the floor, leaving only a door frame remaining. Regardless, she goes about doing her job as calmly as one could in her situation. Occasionally, miss stepping and almost falling over, the so called, "Ditzy Maid."
"Young Master Sid, you have been s-summoned to the Supernatural Confederation HQ regarding th-the latest dragon attack." she says, struggling not to stutter.
An aura of pure rage could be seen, almost palpable, in the air as the boy rose from his slumber. He looked up from his bed into the cloudless sky. He could not help but shout at the top of his lungs for the second time today...
"LET ME SLEEEEEEEEEEEP!"