Xion CH31: Avatars

I recently purchased a new feature for my inventory. After the purchase my inventory could equip and unequip the weapons held within my inventory, complete with hotkeys. I raised my free hand and the ax I stored appeared in my grip. I slammed down on the monster's tongue and split it in two as I pulled the muscle closer. Blood fell on me like a crimson shower as I destroyed the inside of the predator's mouth. The ax in my hand vanished only to be replaced with a club with a hard stone embedded into it. I shattered a tooth behind me, replaced my bow with my ax, and slammed the head into the gap between the T-rex's teeth.

The monster's mouth opened wide as it shook its head from side to side to free itself from me. I threw myself out and turned my attention to the beast that kicked me before. More of the beasts had joined the orangutan. Each of them wielded primitive clubs, and if they managed to move in close, they would be a problem. I reequipped my bow and aimed for headshots. In those few seconds between my freedom from the T-rex's mouth and landing on the tree, I killed 4 apes and reequipped to my knife and spear.

While the T-rex flailed and other silver predators prowled, I closed the distance between myself and the other sapient creatures of the forest. They had ambushed me, and I decided to do away with them. Even if it wasn't a conscious decision at that moment, allowing them to leave alive seemed impossible. It wasn't anger that made my decisions but something cold and logical. Even if I wasn't thinking of a bigger picture leaving enemies alive to attack me again coulnd't be allowed. So I killed them to the last and put their bodies in my inventory. Later I planned to skin and cure their hides to give them as a present to Elorael and Samael.

More forest creatures prowled the base of the trees, and even silver glowing hornets attacked me without provocation. I slaughtered them with my bare hands; anything small enough to fit into my inventory was also slaughtered from a distance with my bow. The fliers from the sapient hawks and buzzards to falcons, never dared to approach.

I returned to the treehouse I called home to a teary-eyed Elorael and a worried Samael.

"You did it this time. The priestesses are going crazy. No one in the history of our village has been excommunicated before. The whole forest is going to go after you now. Some think they will go after anyone who even talks to you. The ministers are talking about kicking you out." Samael said.

Now that the fight was over I couldn't help but think it was only a stupid tree. But then again if I killed Samael's dog I might have a fight on my hands. To her the wild dog that liked to piss in my shoes was more than a mutt. The forest god might consider trees to be more than just trees.

"Darling, we could move. There is an ambassador from the skull tribe; maybe they will take us in." Elorael said.

Samael snorted. "My mother would never let us go; we know too much. Even swearing on the forest god wouldn't be enough."

Samael looked out the window to see several silver creatures flying about. When I approached the window they scattered.

"They won't come any closer. Faith in their god isn't enough to make them throw their lives away. Perhaps I have destroyed their faith in the forest god. I have some new furs that would look great on the both of you." I said and tossed two of the silver ape corpses out of my inventory.

"You killed sapient creatures," Samael said.

"If they were really that smart, they wouldn't have attacked me in the first place. At least I don't have to be careful when I hunt any longer. Now I can knock down all the trees I want without repercussions." I said.

"The forest god could awaken to destroy you," Samael said.

"Darling already killed a god once, and now he's much stronger. So I don't think it would be impossible for him to do it again." Elorael said.

I smiled at that Elorael was someone always on my side. She was a great bro. If I could bring her back to my world I would. That's something I hadn't asked message about. I was actually a little scared to know the answer. My procrastination wasn't something that a few pills could get rid of so easily.

"This would be an open rebellion. Our tribe won't survive it. There is no way my mother would let us get away with it if she were calling the shots." Samael said.

Our eyes met and the message was clear. Her mother wasn't calling the shots anymore and despite people talking there wasn't an angry mob on our doorstep. As far as the village leadership went this could be considered beneficial.

We fucked all night after that, and I still trained my ass off the next day. While I was excommunicated, the forest creatures stopped trying to kill me after their bodies piled up. We had the silver ape hides taken to be processed, and I started working on my farm. I turned the small patch of free sunny land into a small orchard. After another month, I had my fence up, complete with runes to keep troublesome bugs out managed to plant quite a few saplings that would grow into fruit-bearing trees.

One day while I toiled, a powerful creature made itself known. It stood easily 6m in height, and it was covered in layers of natural bark-like armor. From my time battling the sea god, I recognized what type of creature I was dealing with. It was an avatar and, more importantly, a sapling of the forest god.