6 A Shaman and a Sloth
Amari spared no time in racing towards the village, launching herself off of every tree that she passed, slicing through every tree that was too far in the way.
Her speed and strength left a massive trail of destruction in her path, trees were knocked over, wildlife turned into mist from the pressure alone.
"Fuck, don't die, don't die."
One couldn't tell whether or not Amari was crying as the tears would evaporate instantly from the sheer speed she was moving at.
Finally, she reached a clearing in the forest with small wooden huts scattered throughout.
"SHAMAN, HERE, NOW!" Amari screamed so loud it shook every hut in the village.
Tears flowed down her face and onto Ai.
The tribesman gathered around to see what could have caused their leader to be so emotional.
Gasps could be heard as they saw Little Aiya wounded so heavily.
"Make way buffoons." The elderly village shaman, dressed in various beast leathers and bones, stepped out from the crowd and jogged up to Amari and Ai.
"What is... Ah! Little Aiya! What happened!?"
"S-she... I-I... P-p-p-please!" Amari couldn't speak, she was sobbing so hard that she started choking on her own words.
"Nevermind, nevermind, quickly, to my hut." He spoke as he grabbed Amari by the arm and guided her through the crowd of people to his hut.
The hut was noticeably larger than most of the other huts of the village, with the exception of Amari's hut, which, to the disapproval of Amari, was fashioned with stronger wood and filled to the brim with tributes from the tribesman.
Arriving at his hut, he entered through the doorless entryway into a large room filled with medical cots and various potions and other medicines.
Amari brought Ai to one of the cots and laid her down gently.
"Puh-Please d-do something, Mata!" Amari said still sobbing.
"Stand back Chief. I need to diagnose her." Mata said as he took out a small dagger from his inventory.
He carefully cut the dress off of Ai, gently pulling the fabric from the bloody mess on her chest.
"Hmm. Her chest is caved in, ribs are... completely shattered, lungs have been pierced. How long ago did this happen?" Mata asked as he checked her pulse.
"Ab-bout 15 minutes..."
"15 minutes? Are you sure? She should be dead by now, luckily she still has a pulse. [Psychokinesis]" He chanted as her chest started to expand, the shards were being pulled out of the lungs. Ai's chest heaved as she took in a deep breath as the ribs were forced back up into their regular position and she coughed up a massive amount of blood.
"[Restoration!]" He chanted once more as a bright yellow aura surrounded Ai's body. She began to breathe again this time without coughing up blood.
"[Heal]" Mata began to channel healing energy as golden mana began to flow over Ai's chest.
After a minute of channeling his spell, he finally stopped and gasped for air.
"Well she is safe, I will continue to heal her when I replenish mana."
"T-thank you, Mata..." Amari said, wiping the last of her tears from her puffy red eyes.
"Now would you mind telling me how in the hell this happened?"
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"How in the hell did you think it was a good idea for you to kick your own sister!"
"Well, how was I supposed to know that her level was reset? We always horse around like that anyway! Hell, she could kick my ass if she really wanted to before she had disappeared!"
Mata let out a long sigh.
"Well at least she is safe now, and her sickness seems to have gone away."
"Sickness? The hell are you on about old man?"
Mata's eyes widened in surprise, then he nodded as though understanding something.
"Aiya was terminally ill, Amari." He rubbed his eyes.
"Aiya had contracted the Blood Plague, she managed to contain it with her own magic so that she wouldn't infect anyone else, but she was starting to show signs of the critical stages."
"Bullshit" Amari spat out.
He sighed again, "Listen, for some reason, she doesn't have it anymore. I think resetting her level might have had something to do with it, but we won't know until she wakes up. For now, you should go rest. I will call on you when Aiya's condition improves."
"...So she exiled herself to die, right?"
"...I believe that is what she wanted to do, yes."
"...I'm gonna beat the shit out her when she wakes up..."
"Please don't, we don't need a repeat of this again."
Amari growled animalistically and stomped out of the room.
"*sigh* Grand Elder, please return soon and guide your daughters, they miss you... We all miss you terribly." Mata gazed out the window for a moment before returning to healing Ai.
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[Recollection System: Active]
'Hmm? Am I dreaming of the system? Wait, aren't I dead again? Hehe, again.'
[Memories Defragmenting]
'Defrag-what-ing? System, if you're trying to get me a new body, forget it, I give up, just let me sleep forever...
[Noted: New Skill Acquired: [Sloth]]
'You kidding me? Alright fine, show me the details.'
[[Sloth] MP Cost: 0 | Channel
Effect: Due to your laziness and desire to sleep forever, you can now sleep to recover from impossible injuries and even negative status effects! Sleeping will recover HP and MP at triple the normal rate, debuffs will also count down at triple the speed. Debilitating injuries will be completely healed with 8 hours of sleep, permanent injuries will be completely healed with 16 hours of sleep, and life-threatening injuries will be completely healed with 72 hours of sleep.]
Ai's eye twitched at seeing her new skill, well, her soul's eye did anyways.
'Well then I guess I have this useless skill now, might as well use it. Goodnight system, my only remaining friend~'
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'Mn... Fuck off, I'm trying to sleep here.'
'Quit fuckin' poking me, y'all know I hate that shit.'
'Oh damn, this bed is pretty damn comfortable.'
'Though I guess even sleeping in a pile of leaves is comfortable for me.'
'Wait, how am I sleeping in a bed if I am dead?'
'Wait, if I am dead, then who keeps fucking poking me?'
Like a sudden flash of realization, Ai woke up jolting upright in bed, smashing her head into something very hard.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck yeah!"
Ai rubbed her head looking up to see what she hit, she saw Amari standing above her with a huge grin and a small amount of blood trickling out of her nose.
"Ah! Damnit again with the nose! Sorry, you ok?"
"Better than fucking ever Lil sis! You're alive!"
Ai chuckled nervously and rubbed her still sore forehead.
"You cuss too much." Ai said simply.
"And you don't? 'Ah quit fucking poking me! Y'all know I hate that shit'" She said mimicking Ai's voice. "Haha! You'd make papa proud. But the fuck is up with 'Y'all'? Who the hell says that?"
Ai's face turned bright red.
'Shit! Do I really say what I think out loud when I sleep?'
"Hee, well Lil sis Aiya, let's get you fed up, we're gonna go out in the woods for a little 'personal time'" She smirked and had a mischievous look in her eyes.
*gulp*
