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Myriad Islands

"Is this world made of small Islands or are there bigger ones?" Elias Gobarau wants nothing but a normal life with his wife. Unfortunately, unforeseen forces have other plans for him as he was swallowed by space and found himself in a world of iceans filled with Islands. ***** Myriad Island is a world where intelligence, strength, fate, luck and even destiny means nothing. The only thing that can keep a sentient being sane was clinging to an ever-abstract concept known as Hope. Follow Elias's journey as he faces dangers of all kinds with the hope of understanding his purpose and possible union with his wife. ***** "Sigh, I left the life of chaos I was born in, how the hell did I end up somewhere worse? Or....is this Hell I was sent to for all the horrible things I was tasked to do?" ***** [Note: No Island is useless, only useless dweller that can't figure out it's usefulness!]

The_Celestial_King · Fantasy
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265 Chs

First Battle

The Beast Rat galloped toward Elias while he quickly stood out of the sand and grabbed a stone that he piled up beside him and threw at the Beast Rat. 

The Beast Rat dodged the stone to the right and jumped toward him, its mouth wide open ready to bite Elias's head off. 

Elias timed it well as he grabbed a stone that he couldn't clench properly and punched forward, not to the face of the Beast Rat, but inside its mouth!

Due to the abundant experience he has in the past, he was able to devise a plan at the last second in this helpless fight. 

Once his hand enters the Beast Rat's mouth he uses his weight and all his strength, sacrificing his right and shoving it deep into the beast's throat. At the same time, he grabbed another giant stone with his left hand and bash the Beast Rat's head!

It was one smooth movement that Elias was proud of. Perhaps the remnant of luck is still around.

The Beast Rat jerked backwards and thrashed its head trying to remove the hand from its mouth, but to no avail. 

But Elias's body was jerking up and down wherever the Beast Rat dragged him, getting him injured along the way. At the same time whenever Elias sees an opportunity he will bash the Beast Rat with a stone that his left hand was holding.

Elias's eyes were firm and the sacrifice of his hand is well within his calculated strategy in this deadly battle.

When shoving the stone into the Beast Rat, he made sure the angle was good enough to pass through the Beast Rat's throat. And when it was inside, he adjusted and clenched it in a way that hindered the coming out of the stone.

His bicep is large, full of fat and meat, and it seemed to suffocate the Beast Rat. And with his left-hand constant bashing of Beast's head, the Beast Rat began to slow down and later it became limp.

Elias uses that opportunity to bash its head over and over again until he sees brain matter coming from the Beast Rat's head. Seeing that his body dropped down panting.

He wanted to rest badly but he couldn't, since he didn't know what danger lay ahead. With the remaining adrenaline he stood and gazed at the Island, he saw nothing dangerous.

He grabbed the Wand using his left hand and a sentence appeared.

[Mutated Rat Islander killed. Walk to its Island to finish your conquest]

He released the rock from his right hand inside the Beast Rat's stomach and pulled out his hand from the beast's mouth. He tore his shirt and wrapped them around the wound and staggered to the Island. 

In his mouth was the Wand while his left hand was holding a rock for any negative situation. The moment he set his feet on the Mutated Rat Island, he felt a sense of rejection from the Island, something was pushing him away, and he also felt weakened!

The sky was dim but he could see clearly. He looked around and saw no enemy, he threw the stone back to his island and grabbed the Wand with his left hand. 

[Point the Wand toward an Object for appraisal]

In the Beast Rat Island, there were three large rocks the size of Elias. And there are many smaller rocks strewn around. Beside one of the rocks, he saw a puddle of water.

He pointed to the puddle of water with the Wand.

[Contaminated by Mutated Rat]

He pointed at one of the large rocks and the rock suddenly disappeared. He watched in wonder, and then a sound appeared.

Dug!

He looked at his Island and he found the rock appeared there. He pointed at another rock, it disappeared too and appeared on his island. It makes him feel he is performing magic.

With wonder, he looked at the Wand and he observed it well. 

The stick is red-brown. It's extremely smooth and when caressed, it felt like he was touching a well-furnished ebony oak wood.

He saw some grasses beside the rocks that disappeared, he pointed the Wand at them, and they too disappeared. He pointed at the last large rock and all the smaller rocks, they all transferred to his Island. 

His eyes zoomed on the last item that remained on the island. It was a box, the strange thing about it is that the box is like the one he saw at Museum. 

He pointed at the box with his Wand.

[This item is a Chest, in it, you can find different treatures. It's rare to find Chest on this small Island. Maybe it's from the Chest the Mutated Rat obtain its disguise Ability]

Elias walked to the Chest and pointed it with Wand.

[Special Items must be physically carried to the Island]

He looked at his injured right and then at his left hand, knowing for sure he has no strength to carry the Chest with a single hand. 

He opened and closed his right hand, trying to feel how it is, but the pain from the wound made him wince. Even with that he clenched his teeth and used both hands to grab the chest.

Suddenly, the metallic part that wrapped at the chest morphed and turned into chains with small spikes.

Elias jerked back but the chains slithered fast and grabbed his injured right hand. They cut and dug through his flesh wrapping the hand until it reached his shoulder.

Ahhhhhhhh!!!

A blood-curdling scream escaped his mouth and his mind went into disarray. He did not know when he quickly bought +10 luck.

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Elias opened his eyes looking at a fire burning. Without any idea how he got fire and how he lit up. The night was cold but with fire it was manageable.  

He turned to his right hand which he couldn't feel clearly. What he saw horrified him to no end and he began sweating bullets without moving!