"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!]
After thinking, his mind remembered what happened.
After he bought +10 Luck, his mind went blank and his actions became autonomous and he no longer felt any pain in his left arm. He left the Beast Rat Island and drove his Island to another Island to finish the Daily Mission.
Which turns out to be another Island with Mutated Rat but the moment the Rat saw his hand dragging an ominous Chest the Mutated Rat jumped off the Island and swam away! But, apart from the Mutated Rat, five large worms drill out of the soil to attack but seeing the ominous Chest they too go back and hide.
In a way, the Chest was a boon as well as a bane for him.
A boon when he easily conquered the Island with ease, but a bane that may kill him the moment he exhausted his +10 Luck.
He cleaned the Island off with resources which had woods, small trees, rocks and even a puddle of clean water. After that, he walked back to his Island. All this time he has been behaving like a zombie devoid of pain or any coherent thought.
In his zombie state, he managed to use some rocks to ignite a fire to the three blocks of wood. After all that he sat staring at the fire without doing anything.
Elias was now fully awake and he felt no pain or hunger, only a bit of fatigue.
He looked at his hand which was pierced brutally with a chain of spikes and felt a sense of helplessness. He looked around thinking of what he could use to cut off his hand.
While looking around he felt a little tug from his right hand. He quickly looked at it and finds out the chain of spikes is slowly digging deep into his shoulder. A horrible realization hit him that the chains will continue to rip him apart slowly, and that means death is certain.
He quickly took the Wand and was about to buy +10 luck when he stopped himself. He has used luck before but he did not get out of the chain.
Will he free himself if he bought the +10 Luck now?
No! He thinks not.
Maybe!
He was in that thought when he felt a minuscule pain from the hand. At the same time, the sand in front of him shifted and wrote something.
<'The remnant of Luck is dissipating. The pain, the ripping and devouring of your hand will return until your body is gobbled.'>
<'Heed my advice, caress the Curse Chest with love and affection. Kiss it on the forehead and say, I forgive you!'>
<'Keep doing that even if the Curse Chest continue chewing you and stand a chance to tame it'>
Elias Watched the writing on the sand with suspicion and trepidation.
He did not see what was composing the sentence and what was written in the sentence was confusing!
Why will he kiss the Curse Chest?
Zing!
He looked at the vibrated Wand and a text appeared!
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[Special Mission]
~Tame the Cursed Chain Chest
~Reward: Content of the Chest.
~Failure: Death!
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He took a deep breath and calmly looked at the Curse Chest. He has no way to free himself so he might as well finish the mission. At least he knew how to do it.
His left hand shook due to fear as he poke at the Cursed Chest. Nothing happened. He gently rubbed it on the lid but eying it suspiciously if anything would happen. Strangely he felt the Chest twitching as if it liked what he was doing.
He adjusted his sitting position and dragged the chest close to his chest.
He caresses the Chest over and over again until he becomes bold enough and kisses the top of the chest. But, he makes sure not to touch the edge of the spikes, lest he injure himself.
The pain he was feeling from his hand was increasing gradually, but he continued what he was doing. From time to time he will say, I forgive you!
Realizing this mission of saving his hand or even his life is not going to be easy. He picked the Cursed Chest and put it on his lap, then he sat and leaned on one of the large rocks for comfortable sitting. He put the Cursed Chest in a way that pain will not make him throw it away easily.
He placed his head over the Cursed Chest and kept muttering, 'I forgive you' in a mantra and he also rubs the back of the chest continuously.
The pain was increasing and gradually he began to whimper. Despite the increment of the pain he holds on to the hope he will survive since he felt that the chains are no longer digging into his shoulder anymore.
And he hoped if he continues he will not die!
Many times he wanted to thrash out due to pain, but he held on and continued while crying and begging for the pain to stop.
At long last, he fainted!
He woke up thirty minutes later and he quickly checked his right arm. He was good.
There are no chains of spikes digging in his hand. In fact, the grotesque wound has healed to a certain extent. There is only a superficial wound on it.
The Chest is still in his lab and it has become very normal. As if it was not trying to kill him an hour ago.
He rubbed the Cursed Chest with both hands and then kissed it saying, thank you!
He picked up the chest and put it aside as he wanted to stand but a wave of dizziness assaulted him. He fell down.
Remembering he has been in one terrible situation after another without eating or drinking anything. How can his body keep up with all that without falling?
Not to forget all that he has done is through willpower. If not, his fat body would have not been able to keep up!
Through panting and willpower, he dragged the body of the dead Mutated Rat and also grabbed the pieces of wood and arranged them. After that, he used the rocks to fire with difficulty.
He dragged the Mutated Rat leg and put it on fire to roast it.
Elias was in a delirious situation, all he wanted was to eat something. And in that situation, he didn't notice the Cursed Chest was hopping toward him!