2 Chapter 1: Confusion
When Jordus was killing a boss called King Carnelian, he suddenly felt a pain so unimaginable that he blacked out. Even in his unconscious state, he still felt a certain sensation of weakness that washed over him like a tide. That feeling is so prevalent that even two sudden surge of power did nothing to alleviate that sense of weakness, however, the feeling soon went away and a comfortable warmth replaced it.
While the comfort lasted for a little bit, it was also taken away to be replaced by a different kind of warmth, an oddly cold mechanical kind of warmth.
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Outside the incubator, an adult male and female observe the baby as a pterodactyl look alike with a tablet in hand announced, "Hmm, its a low-class saiyan, barely reaching the power level of 5. He can either be a mechanic or become an infiltration baby since there is a free low level planet called Nonto ready for the taking. With his power level it shouldn't be a problem for him to grow up to about a few hundred in power level, which is more than enough to take over that planet."
The female nodded her head in acknowledgement while the male stood in silence. Looking over to the pterodactyl the female gave her confirmation, "Alright, let him become a infiltration baby, how long will it take for you to get it done?"
"In about an hour top." The pterodactyl replied as it presses a few prompts on the tablet.
The female nodded her head before looking over to her partner, "Lets go get a drink, pushing him out is a lot more tiresome than you can imagine. I need to unwind a little." With that said she didn't wait for the male to confirm before walking out towards a resting tavern for the warriors.
The silent male looked at the serenely sleeping baby in the incubator a few more moments before he also left and went towards the tavern.
Just like that, Jordus was unceremoniously popped out and shot towards an unknown planet in Universe 7.
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When Jordus regained his consciousness, he felt an overwhelming amount of things that almost made him blacked out once more.
The sight, the smell, and the terrible migraine assaulted him simultaneously. It took Jordus a few minutes to reorient himself as his senses adapt to the surrounding and the flood gate of bits and pieces of memory rushes into his brain.
"Ow, my god dam head felt like an elephant just sat on it..." with his wobbly and weak hands, Jordus hold his head to ease the pain from the sense and memory overload. "What happened to me?"
With a few faint memories rapidly rushing into his head, Jordus kind of figured out his situation, "OK, so my name is Jordus Fyro...I was playing...something. I also have a family, maybe? I'm a...baby? Reincarnated or something? That's odd...why is my memory like this?"
As he sat there contemplating, a sudden realization caused him to stop and opened his eyes wide before looking around in panic. "What the fuck??!! I'm a fucking baby! What? Why? Who? How? What the fuck I'm I even in?! Is my mother a robot?! Do I still have a dick?! A dick? A...a dick? What the fuck's a dick?!"
The panic attack causes Jordus to hyperventilate and his breathing turned erratic, however before he could choke himself to death a soothing energy is dispersed throughout his body calming him down slowly.
It was almost like there is some kind of warm water flowing throughout his body cooling him down. Instinctively, Jordus suddenly felt a connection to something and instantly understood what that soothing energy was, it is his helper system which is also named un-ironically, Helper System.
It was as if an instruction manual was imprinted into him on how to use the Helper System. He now knew how the entire thing work, but at the same time don't, it was an odd feeling. Maybe he only knew just enough to use it, not the rest of its other hidden mechanics.
The system was some kind of gadget that provide a way to keep track of progress, besides that it also reward hard work with awesome stuff from progress checkers called quests.
It seemed rather similar to a Dragon Quest Menu system, maybe a little more refined but that's it...wait what's a Dragon Quest? Well what ever it was it seems really useful, so that question have to go on the back burner for now.
Using the next few minutes to calm down, Jordus finally gained enough clarity to keep his mind stable and check out the Helper System.
With a quick thought, a simple word made itself known to him and knowing what that one word does, Jordus said it within his mind.
"Status"
[Name: Jordus Fyro
Race: Human(?), Saiyan, ???
Traits: Heightened Adaptation, Zenkai, Unlimited Potential, Blood Sun's Origin, Ancient Saiyan
Stats: (Regular Human-Average Adult: 1)
Constitution: 0
Energy: 3
Mind: 1
Dexterity: 0
Agility: 0
Innate Talent: Water Control, Blood Control, Gardening, Contract of Night, Manifest Consecration
Contract of Night: Can craft a contract that binds the target to anything the contractor desire, however both side must consent.
Manifest Consecration: Claim ownership of land, increase power based on what occupies the land.
1000 Plants = 1 Constitution
10000 Creatures = 1 Energy
1 Biome = 1 Mind
Inventory: Set of Seeds(Dragon Quests), Marble of Chance, Toolkit for Gardening, Book of Gardening, Point-Blank Massage Manual.]
A myriad of things shown itself to him, it was a little overwhelming when a random screen of stuff suddenly pop in front of his face but he quickly calmed down. The energy that seems to flow throughout his body have yet to disperse.
Looking at his status, or what he can confidently assumed to be a status due to a few scattered memories, it seems to confuse him even further.
He have a feeling that he should be a regular guy, or rather a guy without any kind of ability.
Why does he have something like this? How come he have these abilities? What is this weird looking ball that he is in? When did he even ended up in the ball? Where are the rest of his jumbled memories? So many question, yet there is no one to clarify.
It felt weird since he know with confidence that he did something before ending up here, like playing a game...but what game? Maybe it wasn't anything important, maybe he died and become a baby again? That's probably the best thing he can think of right now, so with that thought, he move on from questioning everything and looked around to observe his surrounding fully.
Now that his mind is clearer, Jordus finally notice the giant glass that went from the middle of the ball down to its base. Toppled trees and burnt ground showed beyond the glass.
Inside the ball seems pretty bland, there is just a tube that stuck itself onto his mouth and nose while a smaller tubes is transferring nutrients directly into his body.
Besides that there is really not much else other than the leather like cover surrounding the inside of the ball.
"Luckily my mother isn't a robot, phew...or rather I'm still alive after a landing like that. This ball must be pretty sturdy." Jordus thought.
After organizing his thoughts a little more, Jordus decided to leave the ball.
He have a few tidbits of knowledge that states that he should avoid the area around things that are suspicious, and he was pretty damn sure that this ball is mighty suspicious.
So with a great heave he stood up on his wobbly little legs as the ball automatically opened its door. When Jordus stepped out of the ball, what greeted him is a variety of things.
First of all, the thing that stands out the most are the group of odd looking people surrounding the ball. The second is the large massive circle of devastation around where the ball landed. And lastly is the dense vegetation as far as the eyes can see.
The odd looking people all have a singular horn on their forehead, while an old man in the back have three, two on the two side of the forehead and a big one in the middle.
Most of the men wear a type of cloth or some kind of leather around their waist, while the women wore a larger version of the waist cloth, except it cover from their chest area down to their knees.
They all seemed to be non combative as all of them don't carry a weapon of some sort and their bodies thin and weak. They seemed more curious than anything else.
As Jordus was observing them, the horned people was also looking at him, both side not knowing what to do continued to observe each other.
Then suddenly, the single old man from the back walked forward closer to the ball, to the dismay of the group of people as they all seemed to discourage him from approaching.
However he fell to his knees before Jordus and started fervently praying as if he was bearing witness to a higher being.
The group surrounding the old man was shocked, but then they also followed suite and approach around Jordus to pray on their knees as if they suddenly understood something.
It was an odd scene, as a group of people surrounded a 2 feet tall naked baby with a tail and pray to him.
Jordus is dumbfounded and have no idea what to do with this situation. Like how should he respond to something like this? Go up and pat all their head?
Seeing all the horned people praying caused Jordus to becomes uncomfortable all over, so he decided to shouted at all of them to stop.
But instead of a word, a type of baby gibberish exited his mouth. Hearing the cute baby sound all the horned people stop mid pray as they all looked towards the tailed baby.
Jordus felt embarrassed at first but since no one react strangely to his baby gibberish, he continued speaking while also waving his stumpy arms around trying to explain stuff.
The horned people cheered and clapped as Jordus makes exaggerated movement and trying to communicate.
After a few minutes and seeing that it was getting him no where, Jordus stop and instead find a stick.
He drew a few hut looking symbols on the burnt floor that appears to have cooled a while ago.
The horned people seemed to get the memo this time around as they all nodded their heads and guide Jordus towards a direction within the dense vegetation surrounding them. They spoke in a weird language that sounded like a cross between guttural mumble and phlegm spitting.
When the horned people was about to get ready for the travel, Jordus called out to them and point at his little legs.
It was a little embarrassing to ask someone to carry him but hey, desperate situations call for desperate measures.
