It didn’t take very long for my would-be attackers to leap out of the woods. They consisted of twelve, by my count, moblin's of varying sizes, the tallest being just over half of mine. All carrying wooden clubs or sharpened sticks as spears and all wore dirty loincloths. I quickly muttered Observe multiple times over all of them and found they were all between levels 2-4 with around 400 HP each.

What really got my attention was the ability they had.

Relentless
“I will never stop hunting you”
Grants the user the ability to instinctively know where their target is and pursue their target anywhere they go, regardless of sight or distance.

What the Hell! That was so broken not even duct tape could fix that! I clamped down on my thoughts with Gamer's mind and carefully thought things through. I was faster and more flexible than they were so I could dodge their weapons, if you could call them that, relatively easily. They relied on swarm tactics so as long as I could keep out of their reach I’d be fine.

But that was also a downside since my weapon of choice needed me to get in close. I really wish I had a long-range combat spell. Wait, that’s it! I prayed to whatever was listening to me that this would work.

“Disguise,” I mumbled. I felt a weird drain from my gut. The world shimmered around me for a split second before everything got a lot bigger. I looked at myself and saw I had small thin arms with two fingers and a thumb. I was wearing a dirty loincloth and nothing else.

I really had to control myself from jumping with joy. It had actually worked, I had disguised myself as a Moblin. But I didn’t think my perception would change to that of a Moblin's, it was odd. As if hearing me a screen popped up in front of me.

Due to creative spell use the Disguise spell has evolved.

New Spell!

Solid Illusion - Lev 1 (15/100)

Creates solid transformation of anything the castor chooses.

Grants +20 to sneak

100 MP per 30 seconds

“That explains it.” I thought as I willed the screen away. I had to focus if the MP cost is that high I’ve got maybe two minutes before all my MP is gone. My plan won’t last that long but I’d better be quick about this.

I jogged over toward the Moblin group as they gathered around the dead moblin's body.

“What happen?” one with a sharpened stick asked, scratching his head.

“No know, hear a call, run for prey.” Another said with a grunt. I had to resist so hard to not grin widely. This was just to perfect.

“Prey There!” I yelled and pointed in the direction they had come from. All their heads snapped to me than to where I was pointing before they yelled and ran into back into the woods with me just lagging behind them.

I had to be quick before most of them noticed and before I got lost. I started with the farthest one back, quickly jumping on him and stabbing his neck three times. With a critical strike of 230 with each hit, the Moblin went down fast and quietly. I managed to get five this way and pounced on a sixth before the rest of the moblin's caught on to what was happening. My 6th kill was dead before the rest came to a stop.

“Prey Stealer!” One with a pointed stick yelled as he lunged at me clumsily. I twisted around the stick and stabbed him three times in the chest, killing him. Sadly this is when things got hairy. As its body fell, my MP ran dry and my illusion disappeared like a set of rims at a puff daddy concert.

The moblin's blinked before screaming rage and charging at me. They were on me like white on rice with a glass of milk on a paper plate in a snowstorm! I back peddled hard so I didn’t get smacked in the face with a club. I may have killed seven but there were still five left and they all wanted my balls for trophies.

I kept jumping away keeping as much distance and trees between me and them as possible as I tried to think of what to do. There were two stick welders and three holding clubs. While I was faster they were relentless and didn’t seem to tire as I would eventually do. I guess hit and run attacks are the best way to go here.

I slowed my pace and two of the moblin's got close, both had clubs so it was easier. I dodged their clumsy swings and made two quick stabs one on each of their shoulders. Dealing, sadly, a regular 35 points of damage. It made them drop their weapons though but I had to jump away before I got impaled on a stick by one of the three to my left.

I felt a sharp pain in my right side as I jumped making me yell in pain a and a new display came up.

75 damage

I looked to my right and found one of the spear moblin's snarling and his spear sticking into my side. How the hell did he get behind my right without me seeing him? I jumped away again, removing the spear from my side, luckily it wasn’t a deep wound. A scream of rage drew my attention and I just managed to duck in time as a clawed hand whizzed over my head in a blur, just missing my horn. I was thoroughly spooked. I used my superior speed and got some distance and used Observe. I felt a cold sweat form as I read the info.

Level: 2-4
Name: Enraged Moblin Hoard
Occupation: N/A
Race: Moblin
Title: N/A
HP Total: 930/1000
MP Total: 100
STR: 13
END: 15
DEX: 15
INT: 0
WIS: 0
LUK: 1

Relentless
“I will never stop hunting you”
Grants the user the ability to instinctively know where their target is and pursue their target anywhere they go, regardless of sight or distance.

Boiling Blood Rage
“I KILL YOU TILL YOU’RE DEAD! AND THAT’S WORSE!!”
Grants +7 to all physical stats till the target of rage is destroyed or the user is knocked out or killed. Physical Stat bonus increases the more the user is injured but not killed or knocked out
INT and WIS become 0 till the end of Boiling Blood Rage

Standard Moblin hunting party. Nothing more to say except they want to TEAR YOUR HEAD OFF AND TAKE A DUMP DOWN YOUR NECK!! RUN!!

Current thoughts

Total annihilation of the prey stealer

I nearly tripped over a tree root in my shock. I was so screwed if I didn’t find a way to take them all out quickly. While my DEX was higher than theirs my STR and END were well below, Meaning I’d run out of juice long before they did. I started putting that crazy high INT and WIS of mine to use as I clamped down on my panic with Gamer mind and tried to think of a solution.

As I ran ahead of the moblin's I went through my options. I could hit them head-on… and get pummeled to death by their greater strength. I wouldn’t last a second against them all at once and with that annoying Relentless perk, they’d never separate. I needed something else.

A flash of light through the dense forest canopy caught my attention and I went toward it, the screaming moblins hot on my trail. Leaping out into another clearing I see was looks like a large, steep-sided bowl of sand in the middle of the clearing with a beautiful flower in the middle. If I wasn’t running for my life I’d have stopped and tried to pick it and take it home to mom as a gift.

But I was running for my life and now I had the most basic and stupid plan ever. Taunt the enemy into falling into the pit. Under normal circumstances with normal enemies, it wouldn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of working but with the Moblin's Relentless perk and 0 INT and WIS I was certain it would. I charged full speed at the bowl and made a mighty leap into the air, hoping to clear it.

I seemed to have made a stupid choice, I misjudged how wide this thing was as even with my high DEX of 32 I only made it halfway across before I started to fall back down. I did what most anime characters tried to do in this situation, jumping again mid-air trying to futilely save myself from falling to my doom. The only difference was instead of falling down to my death I rocketed toward the other side of the sand bowl and plowed into the ground hard on the other side.

I groaned into the dirt and I was sure some of my ribs were cracked. I flopped onto my back and my ears were greeted by a sound I was truly starting to hate.

PING

Physical endurance has risen by 3 levels!

New Skill created!

Double Jump! LV - 1 (15/100)
“Jump Good!”
You can jump a second time while in the air by your magic creating a small, invisible pocket of air beneath your hooves.

20MP per jump

Grants doubled jump height every twenty levels

Dex Relates to the jump speed, angle, and height.

Okay, I’ll be first to admit, that is kind of bad-ass, I just wish it wasn’t so painful. Screams of rage snapped my head back toward the way I came and I saw the Moblin's chasing me charge out of the forest. My idea was spot on, they saw me and didn’t even try to go around the pit and charged over the side. I smirked as I stumbled to my hooves and hobbled over to the edge, looking down as the Moblin's futilely clawed and scrambled to get at me. With a triumphant grin, I decided to add insult to injury.

“Hey, guys! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!” I yelled in a bad French accent.

PING

Annoy has risen to level 3

Target has been driven into an insane rage.

I watched as the Moblin's started foaming at the mouth and slowly started making progress up toward me with how hard and fast they were scrambling. I gulped, maybe insulting them wasn’t such a good idea. I didn’t get to think much more as the beautiful flower in the pit disappeared under the sand in a flash. I blinked in confusion till an eruption of dirt, sand, and earth blasted into the air and a deafening roar made me clap my hands over my ears and fall down.

I stared in horror as the Moblin's were crunched into a bloody spray in the gigantic, maw of some kind of giant insect. It had a long neck, like a snake with a massive bulbous lower body with two pairs of spindly legs that I could see. Its body was covered in tan interlocking plates of chitlin and a large amount of stiff hair sticking straight out in all directions.

Long, black, spindly spines flared outward around its milky white eyes that sat on the side of the reverse arrowhead-shaped head. Megalodon sized jaws, flanked by 6 foot long spiked mandibles and filled with needle-sharp teeth, still crunched and chewing the Moblin's, dripped saliva, blood and small chunks of flesh and bone onto the sand, making me shake as every bone screamed at me to run.

It stopped chewing and its head swiveled, slowly, till it was staring directly at me. I didn’t wait for an invite, I put my knees to the breeze, scrambling to my hooves and ran faster than I thought possible away from that monstrous horror, too afraid to even scream.

I heard its mighty roar once again and it shook the ground just with the sound alone! I prayed to whatever deity was listening to me that... that… that thing couldn’t chase me. I ran and ran, never letting up at all, legs pumping and burning with strain. I just wanted to put as much distance between me and that horror as fast as possible. I somehow made it back to the clearing where all this shit started and I collapsed into an exhausted, sweat-drenched, adrenalin crashed wreck onto the ground.

“Please let this be over.” I thought/pleaded as I gulped in the air by the bucket load.

PING

Quest Complete!

“It’s a Mob!”

Objectives:

Moblin's killed - 7/5!! - 350 XP

Protect injured creature from attackers

Kill all moblin's and take no damage - Failed

Rewards:

1500 XP

Pokeball - Placed in Inventory

Full restore - Placed in inventory

100 GP

New skill created!

Sprinting LV 1 (67/100)
“Run Forest Run!!”
+100% Maximum running speed when active for 4 seconds
+5 to DEX when activated
+5% increase in awareness while sprint is active

PING

Due to running like the proverbial chicken away from the fox your DEX has risen by 3 and your END by 2.

I just ignored the screen for now. I was too relieved and damn tired to read everything till I caught my breath. After what seemed like an eternity of heaving my lungs to get as much life-giving air as possible, I was able to breathe and think normally. I wasn’t sure what that creature was but I was absolutely certain it was the boss of this dungeon, it had to be. If it wasn’t then I would piss myself when I met the said boss.

I filed that away for another time and looked over my notice screens. While the remark about the parallels between me and the chicken was highly unneeded I was happy with the increase to my DEX and END. I wonder what other kinds of exercises would increase what stats? Another thing for a later time. I was also annoyed that the 1850 XP I’d gained was 150 XP shy of the 2000 mark I needed to level up. Eh, what can you do?

My eyes drifted to the second objective and my head snapped over to the tree, where the body of the creature the Moblins wanted to eat, still lay unmoving. I rushed over, kneeling down and trying to check and see if it was okay. I used Observe and was shocked.

Level: 5
Name: unnamed
Occupation: N/A
Race: Ralts
Title: The feeling Pokemon - Gives +4 to INT, WIS and LUK
Status: Unconscious
HP: 65/500
MP: 400
STR: 15
END: 15
DEX: 25
INT: 25 (+4) = 29
WIS: 25 (+4) = 29
LUK: Matches trainers luck stat (+4)

Growl:
User lets loose a fierce and intimidating growl at their opponent
Lowers an opponent STR by 3 when used (is stackable)

Confusion:
A weak psychic attack that may cause opponents to become confused and disoriented
Base damage: 75- 125 - Deals higher amounts of damage if users INT is greater than their opponent by 25
20% chance of opponent gaining the Disoriented De-buff
20 MP per use

Ralts are known to be very empathic, able to sense the emotions of animals and people alike with high accuracy. If they sense hostile emotions they hide until the hostile emotions leave, if they sense happy emotions, a Ralts might come closer to investigate. This Ralts has no idea how it got here when it was sneak attacked and beaten by a Moblin, leaving it highly injured and unconscious.

Current thoughts:

N/A - Target is unconscious moron

Hidden fact:

This Ralts has only just left its mother to set out on its own and wants to find a Pokemon trainer to help it become strong so it can protect the ones precious to it.

My brain would have short-circuited if I hadn’t slammed Gamers Mind down. A Pokemon?! Here?! Anyone who had three brain cells had at least heard of Pokemon in my past life, I’d even played a few of the games to pass some lazy days but wasn’t much of a major player. My eyes watched as the tiny chest of the Ralts slowly rose and fell. At least it was breathing which was a relief.

As my mind absorbed the info I realized that I was responsible for bringing this poor creature here. My powers as ‘The Gamer’ yanked it here against its will and it had gotten hurt because of them. Guilt ate at my gut as I thought about this. I couldn’t leave this creature here, my powers brought it here, it was now my responsibility to help it and keep it safe.

As my resolve hardened I remembered the rest of the loot from the quest. Opening my inventory I pulled out what looked like a dark purple spray bottle. I used Observe on it.

Full Heal - Rare Item Quality
Capable of completely healing any and all wounds
Completely restores HP and removes all physical status effects.
Uses - 3/3

I couldn't believe my flip-floppy luck as I carefully started spraying a fine mist of the potion over the injured Ralt's entire body. After applying the potion I watched in fascination as the cuts slowly sealed themselves shut leaving fully healed, unscared, white skin underneath, as if they’d never been there. The Ralts breathing eased and a peaceful smile formed on its face making it look absolutely adorable.

I carefully picked it up, cradling it in my arms. The Ralts stiffened for a second before it relaxed and snuggled deeper into my chest fur with a softly drawn out and mumbled sigh of “Ralts”. I felt a strong, un-manly urge to Squee my heart out at this adorable creature. I can now understand why those poke-lovers in the games were always going on and on about their cute Pokemon. This tiny thing could start a Cute-apocalypse if it kept this up.

I started walking back in the direction of my home when a thought hit me like a bullet train.

“SHIT! How am I gonna get mom to let me keep it?”

Author's Note

Hope you all enjoyed the new chapter and Sweet Nightmares to you all. *Evil cackle*

Evil, always finds a way.