Chapter 51: Riding The Bird
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The bird flapped its wings aggressively trying to get the Goblin off its back.
It bashed itself on the wall with the thought that the Goblin would come off but it did not work.
The Goblin latched himself unto the bird's back as he held its feathers tightly so he would not easily fall off.
This was the best strategy the Goblin could come up with.
When he was clinging to the wall, he had trouble dealing with the bird because his actions and movements were limited unlike the bird who could move around as it sees fit in the sky.
But now, now it has an advantage over it by being literally on top of it.
The Goblin sprouted out a thorn from his hand and wanted to use it to stab the hawk at its back but was unable to due to the bird's next action.
The bird took to the sky and soared higher into it with swiftness that had the Goblin gasping for air.
The Goblin held on even tighter than earlier to the feathers of the bird.
Below him is a pool of lava, if he so much as loosens his grip on the bird, he will surely fall into the lava.
Still not knowing if his fire resistance skill will be enough to shield him from the fire, he cannot take such chances.
The fire resistance is protecting him from the bird's flaming wings, but that is not enough to conclude that it will surely do the same for the lava below.
The Goblin knew he had to act fast,
whatever plans he had has to be executed immediately.
He is starting to lose his vision to the wind blowing immensely and his breathing is also becoming more unstable the higher up the bird goes.
It is only a matter of time before he loses control over his own body and lets go of the bird's feather.
He struggled to gather his thoughts amidst the wind combing and desperately pushing him backwards,
He raises his hand holding a thorn in the shape of a spike and manages to stab the bird with it.
The thorn did penetrate through its skin, but it burnt off immediately after making contact.
He made more thorns and kept on stabbing and stabbing aggressively even though it did nothing.
He did not mind as he just kept on stabbing the bird's back with his thorns.
None of it dealt any damage to the bird as they all burned when they came into direct contact with its skin.
Despite knowing that, he still continued stabbing.
He has eyes to see and the brain to know that his actions is only causing him to waste mana and accumulate needless fatigue.
Yet, why is he still keeping it up?.....
He is scarred, frustrated and desperate.
A result brought about from the effect of countless torture at the hands of the Goblins.
He has successfully escaped from their clutches but that is only physically.
He feels mentally tied and bound to them,
memories of what he was made to go through shaped his thoughts to now fear them.
His trauma and phobia for anything that crawls has now been overshadowed by the pain he was put through by the Goblins.
Forced to relive his blissful moments with his family and now struggling hard just so he can live another day,
he finds it all to be very pointless.
Despair saddled with even more despair washed over him.
He questioned the reasons for his existence.
He wanted to know why he has to live this way, why is he born miserable?.
Even if he does miraculously make it through this alive, then what?...
He will just go back to struggling for his life.
What is the point of his struggle if the end result will always be death?.
If he doesn't die from any of this attacks, surely he will die of old age.
Regardless of what path he chooses, death will always be the end result.
why does he even bother trying to live if at the end he is still going to die?...
He thought of what the reason as to why he does not want to die could be, and revenge was what he thought of.
He felt even more stupid at that.
Revenge?, does he really have the right to seek such.
He already knew that this is a world where endless killing takes place,
He was simply one out of the many who get to experience the unfairness of the strong over the weak.
What makes him think he is any special or different from the rest?.
The Goblin king was right,
he refused to join a group because he never wanted to feel Inferior to any.
He knows how lacking he is and if he joins a group, he will only further see the bridge separating him from the truly strong.
more despair will overwhelm him and eventually he will be rendered a nobody.
He does not want that, which is why he wanted to be alone, that way he will never see the gap and will never have to worry about his inferiority complex kicking in.
He is, a nuisance to himself,
he doesn't want to die and yet he is scared to continue living on.
There is no one more pathetic than he is.
While the Goblin was deep in his thoughts and the continuous stabbing, the bird was already thinking of ways to shake him off its back.
While up in the sky, the hawk spread out its wings and gave itself a free fall.
It dived down fast with the intention of getting consumed inside the lava.
At this point, the Goblin started panicking.
He still does not know the endurance difference of his fire resistance skill to the lava below him.
He has to do whatever he can to get this bird to change direction.
He thought of a possible way and moved swiftly to execute it.
First he crawled over to the head of the bird, the eyes to be precise, sprouted out a thorn and stabbed the eyes with it.
The thorns burnt off before it could even touch the bird's eyeball.
Now he knew, that he was fucked.
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The bird flapped its wings aggressively trying to get the Goblin off its back.
It bashed itself on the wall with the thought that the Goblin would come off but it did not work.
The Goblin latched himself unto the bird's back as he held its feathers tightly so he would not easily fall off.
This was the best strategy the Goblin could come up with.
When he was clinging to the wall, he had trouble dealing with the bird because his actions and movements were limited unlike the bird who could move around as it sees fit in the sky.
But now, now it has an advantage over it by being literally on top of it.
The Goblin sprouted out a thorn from his hand and wanted to use it to stab the hawk at its back but was unable to due to the bird's next action.
The bird took to the sky and soared higher into it with swiftness that had the Goblin gasping for air.
The Goblin held on even tighter than earlier to the feathers of the bird.
Below him is a pool of lava, if he so much as loosens his grip on the bird, he will surely fall into the lava.
Still not knowing if his fire resistance skill will be enough to shield him from the fire, he cannot take such chances.
The fire resistance is protecting him from the bird's flaming wings, but that is not enough to conclude that it will surely do the same for the lava below.
The Goblin knew he had to act fast,
whatever plans he had has to be executed immediately.
He is starting to lose his vision to the wind blowing immensely and his breathing is also becoming more unstable the higher up the bird goes.
It is only a matter of time before he loses control over his own body and lets go of the bird's feather.
He struggled to gather his thoughts amidst the wind combing and desperately pushing him backwards,
He raises his hand holding a thorn in the shape of a spike and manages to stab the bird with it.
The thorn did penetrate through its skin, but it burnt off immediately after making contact.
He made more thorns and kept on stabbing and stabbing aggressively even though it did nothing.
He did not mind as he just kept on stabbing the bird's back with his thorns.
None of it dealt any damage to the bird as they all burned when they came into direct contact with its skin.
Despite knowing that, he still continued stabbing.
He has eyes to see and the brain to know that his actions is only causing him to waste mana and accumulate needless fatigue.
Yet, why is he still keeping it up?.....
He is scarred, frustrated and desperate.
A result brought about from the effect of countless torture at the hands of the Goblins.
He has successfully escaped from their clutches but that is only physically.
He feels mentally tied and bound to them,
memories of what he was made to go through shaped his thoughts to now fear them.
His trauma and phobia for anything that crawls has now been overshadowed by the pain he was put through by the Goblins.
Forced to relive his blissful moments with his family and now struggling hard just so he can live another day,
he finds it all to be very pointless.
Despair saddled with even more despair washed over him.
He questioned the reasons for his existence.
He wanted to know why he has to live this way, why is he born miserable?.
Even if he does miraculously make it through this alive, then what?...
He will just go back to struggling for his life.
What is the point of his struggle if the end result will always be death?.
If he doesn't die from any of this attacks, surely he will die of old age.
Regardless of what path he chooses, death will always be the end result.
why does he even bother trying to live if at the end he is still going to die?...
He thought of what the reason as to why he does not want to die could be, and revenge was what he thought of.
He felt even more stupid at that.
Revenge?, does he really have the right to seek such.
He already knew that this is a world where endless killing takes place,
He was simply one out of the many who get to experience the unfairness of the strong over the weak.
What makes him think he is any special or different from the rest?.
The Goblin king was right,
he refused to join a group because he never wanted to feel Inferior to any.
He knows how lacking he is and if he joins a group, he will only further see the bridge separating him from the truly strong.
more despair will overwhelm him and eventually he will be rendered a nobody.
He does not want that, which is why he wanted to be alone, that way he will never see the gap and will never have to worry about his inferiority complex kicking in.
He is, a nuisance to himself,
he doesn't want to die and yet he is scared to continue living on.
There is no one more pathetic than he is.
While the Goblin was deep in his thoughts and the continuous stabbing, the bird was already thinking of ways to shake him off its back.
While up in the sky, the hawk spread out its wings and gave itself a free fall.
It dived down fast with the intention of getting consumed inside the lava.
At this point, the Goblin started panicking.
He still does not know the endurance difference of his fire resistance skill to the lava below him.
He has to do whatever he can to get this bird to change direction.
He thought of a possible way and moved swiftly to execute it.
First he crawled over to the head of the bird, the eyes to be precise, sprouted out a thorn and stabbed the eyes with it.
The thorns burnt off before it could even touch the bird's eyeball.
Now he knew, that he was fucked.
The bird flapped its wings aggressively trying to get the Goblin off its back.It bashed itself on the wall with the thought that the Goblin would come off but it did not work.The Goblin latched himself unto the bird's back as he held its feathers tightly so he would not easily fall off.This was the best strategy the Goblin could come up with.When he was clinging to the wall, he had trouble dealing with the bird because his actions and movements were limited unlike the bird who could move around as it sees fit in the sky.But now, now it has an advantage over it by being literally on top of it.The Goblin sprouted out a thorn from his hand and wanted to use it to stab the hawk at its back but was unable to due to the bird's next action.The bird took to the sky and soared higher into it with swiftness that had the Goblin gasping for air.The Goblin held on even tighter than earlier to the feathers of the bird.Below him is a pool of lava, if he so much as loosens his grip on the bird, he will surely fall into the lava.Still not knowing if his fire resistance skill will be enough to shield him from the fire, he cannot take such chances.The fire resistance is protecting him from the bird's flaming wings, but that is not enough to conclude that it will surely do the same for the lava below.The Goblin knew he had to act fast,whatever plans he had has to be executed immediately.He is starting to lose his vision to the wind blowing immensely and his breathing is also becoming more unstable the higher up the bird goes.It is only a matter of time before he loses control over his own body and lets go of the bird's feather. He struggled to gather his thoughts amidst the wind combing and desperately pushing him backwards,He raises his hand holding a thorn in the shape of a spike and manages to stab the bird with it.The thorn did penetrate through its skin, but it burnt off immediately after making contact.He made more thorns and kept on stabbing and stabbing aggressively even though it did nothing.He did not mind as he just kept on stabbing the bird's back with his thorns.None of it dealt any damage to the bird as they all burned when they came into direct contact with its skin.Despite knowing that, he still continued stabbing.He has eyes to see and the brain to know that his actions is only causing him to waste mana and accumulate needless fatigue.Yet, why is he still keeping it up?.....He is scarred, frustrated and desperate.A result brought about from the effect of countless torture at the hands of the Goblins.He has successfully escaped from their clutches but that is only physically.He feels mentally tied and bound to them,memories of what he was made to go through shaped his thoughts to now fear them.His trauma and phobia for anything that crawls has now been overshadowed by the pain he was put through by the Goblins.Forced to relive his blissful moments with his family and now struggling hard just so he can live another day,he finds it all to be very pointless.Despair saddled with even more despair washed over him.He questioned the reasons for his existence.He wanted to know why he has to live this way, why is he born miserable?.Even if he does miraculously make it through this alive, then what?...He will just go back to struggling for his life.What is the point of his struggle if the end result will always be death?.If he doesn't die from any of this attacks, surely he will die of old age.Regardless of what path he chooses, death will always be the end result.why does he even bother trying to live if at the end he is still going to die?...He thought of what the reason as to why he does not want to die could be, and revenge was what he thought of.He felt even more stupid at that.Revenge?, does he really have the right to seek such.He already knew that this is a world where endless killing takes place,He was simply one out of the many who get to experience the unfairness of the strong over the weak.What makes him think he is any special or different from the rest?.The Goblin king was right,he refused to join a group because he never wanted to feel Inferior to any.He knows how lacking he is and if he joins a group, he will only further see the bridge separating him from the truly strong.more despair will overwhelm him and eventually he will be rendered a nobody.He does not want that, which is why he wanted to be alone, that way he will never see the gap and will never have to worry about his inferiority complex kicking in.He is, a nuisance to himself,he doesn't want to die and yet he is scared to continue living on.There is no one more pathetic than he is.While the Goblin was deep in his thoughts and the continuous stabbing, the bird was already thinking of ways to shake him off its back.While up in the sky, the hawk spread out its wings and gave itself a free fall.It dived down fast with the intention of getting consumed inside the lava.At this point, the Goblin started panicking.He still does not know the endurance difference of his fire resistance skill to the lava below him.He has to do whatever he can to get this bird to change direction.He thought of a possible way and moved swiftly to execute it.First he crawled over to the head of the bird, the eyes to be precise, sprouted out a thorn and stabbed the eyes with it.The thorns burnt off before it could even touch the bird's eyeball.Now he knew, that he was fucked.
