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He felt a sharp light hit his face, blinding him as he stirred awake. He groaned, turning over on his bed, covering his own head with the blanket.
" Wemmbu? You awake? " He heard a deep voice call for him and he simply grunted in response.
" I'll head out for a bit. I'm gonna go get us some.. uhhh.. things! " He heard shuffling, and then a thud.
" D'alright bro, peace.. " He muttered while he hid under the blanket, footsteps fading as Eggchan was probably descending down the stairs.
He took the blanket off of himself, then sat up. Hazy in his head, his eyes scanned the room, then at the open door. He sighed, is he really here? A weird world where Eggchan can fight but he can't?
Normally, he wouldn't accept it.
Actually, why would he accept it?
His ego is strong, if Eggchan says he can't fight, he'll prove him wrong. Surely he has some fighting skills in this world!
He's still not used to that. It's unusual, foreign to him. So foreign that everytime he thought of it, he cringed.
Wearing his boots back on, still the same boots— he's glad about that— he finally mustered up the motivation to explore the tower and hopefully find something useful that can help him go back.
A familiar sensation draped over his back, his hair was loose. He sighed and looked back down at the bed, finding a black ribbon, he grabbed it and tied his hair with perfected skill— not like it's hard. He liked his ponytail smooth and silky, with elegance.
He spiralled down the stairs, finally arriving after what, 30 blocks? This tower is tall as fu—
Anyways. The first floor isn't that.. interesting. A couch on one side with a table, then the kitchen on the other side, three barrels placed in the far middle.
One thing stood out, though.
One table made of dark oak with a corked bottle, placed horizontally with water inside and.. a miniature pirate ship?
He approached it, leaning forward to take a closer look. The water was still and so was the ship— a sign that it hasn't moved for a while. It's interesting, though with the dark gradients and the mysterious vibe of the tower.. on top of that, in the middle of a big Pale Garden, the bottle just felt out of place.
He grabbed the bottle, gently gripping it. As he did, the water moved— making the small ship sway with the waves. He felt a small joy sprout in his chest, he's not a kid anymore, so why is heee.. happy..?-
He huffed, " This is a waste of time. " Indeed it is. He set the bottle back down and wandered off to the kitchen.
It's impressive how a kitchen can be so fully equipped with equipment and ingredients in this economy. Perhaps Eggchan was just rich? The chungus Eggchan that isn't really a chungus, now.
He saw his hunger bar as his gaze hovered above his wrist. He's hungry. Yeah, the stomach growl couldn't make it more obvious. He needed to eat something.
He did have .. three stacks of golden carrots, but he's sick of eating them raw.
So..
It's cooking time!
He headed towards the counter, grabbing a bowl from the shelves hung on the stone wall, he pulled out three golden carrots from his inventory and set them down— after, grasped a knife.
.. it never occured to him that he never knew how to cook.
~
It was in fact, not cooking time. He stared at the fire that overtook the furnace. Fortunately, the interior was all stone!
... Except for the floor.
And he was late to realize that.
Slices of uneven golden carrots exploded on the wooden floor, him, with a late reaction, went straight to looking for water— cauldron? Is there a cauldron nearby?!
The smoke from the spreading fire spread throughout the first floor, whereas he inhaled it, coughing.
He wouldn't be coughing right now if he had his normal body. But no. He's the chungie of this weird world. This body— he— isn't used to it. Damn Chungie life.
He finally spotted a cauldron!
The bad news?
It was empty.
Not even a single drop of water.
He's so cooked.
" What the? " A new familiar voice came from the main entrance, he looked over but couldn't quite see them due to the smoke that was rising minute by minute.
" Eggchan? Why is there fire here— Eggchan! " The man called for Egg, but he knew he won't get a response. The silhouette moved to the kitchen, a pail of water appearing from the stranger's Inventory, putting the fire out.
Well, it took multiple water buckets, but the fire on the floor stopped and.. damn his luck, the floor did take a lot of damage. He can tell from how much smoke it emitted.
He himself sighed in relief, glad that the fire is gone. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, letting his bangs fall as he pulled his hand away. Ew. Sweat.
He reached for his tiara, fixing it on his head. He's glad it's still with him and it stuck even while he's asleep.
Is it super glued? No.
Does it still stick? Yes.
And no, his hair isn't greasy. Shut up. His hair is silky smooth.
He felt a sharp pain, he couldn't even react. He barely saw it happen.
His head lifted up, arms raised, staring eye to eye with a serious Jaden.
Jaden. The Pirate who once ruled over the great sea.
Jaden, which he used to be enemies with. What is he doing— ohhh, that explains the bottle with the ship thingy inside!
Still.
" Yo!- calm down, why are we genuinely gonna kill me? " He said with humour costing his words to mask the fear. He had nothing to defend himself with, right now. What, stacks of golden carrots and an enchanted wooden sword in his inventory is all he's got!
" Why are you asking the questions? You're in my base. " Jaden still has his edgy mask on, his pirate hat was hung on the hook on his belt. Honestly, he looks a bit bald without the hat.
" Bro, I— " A spark lit up in his eyes, light a light bulb flickered on at the best moment possible.
" I know Eggchan! I'm his best friend, bro! " The desperation in his voice almost ticked off the Pirate, the trident unmoved from its position.
" Many claim to be Eggchan's friend, you can't trust anyone here. " Why is Jaden so grumpy here? It's not like he did anything.
" Really, I can vouch for it! Like!— " A shot ran through, an arrow flying to Jaden's direction— the Pirate jumped away— Wemmbu, finally free from his grasp, knelt and coughed.
Is he being dramatic? Yes
Is it required? .. mmmmmeeeh maybe.
" What're you doing, bro?! " Eggchan ran to Wemmbu, helping him up.
" You alright? " A question filled with worry, dismissed by a half-assed nod from the demon hybrid.
" Eggchan, who is this guy? " Wemmbu looked back up at Jaden, his eyebrows furrowed, obviously irritated by the disruption.
" Calm down, Jaden. He's my best friend, bro. He's my day one! " He exclaimed with such joy and lack of awareness of the situation, the tension between Wemmbu and Jaden was.. broken almost immediately?
" Oh. You should've told me. " He sighed, grabbing the Pirate Hat from his belt and unhooking it.
" How would I? You were in a mission. " The angel responds back, he has a point, you know!
Egg helped him sit on a nearby chair, offering a damp cloth he pulled out from his inventory. Wemmbu happily accepted it and wiped the sweat off his face and neck.
" Still, you should've told me. What if he betrays you and take everything, then griefs the base? What then? " Wemmbu heard Egg scoff, and he did too, they were in sync. Jaden glared at him, though.
" Wemmbu won't do a thing, also, he's my best friend, he won't do that. "
Jaden rolled his eyes, using his trident as a support to stand. He is kind of intimidating.
Well, he'd say that if he was a chud—
" How do you know? Betrayal is normal in this server. " The Pirate also.. has a point. Betrayal is a staple in this world, either driven by emotions or money. No in between; pick your poison, they say.
He did pick his poison, too many times. Twice, betrayed, one left him for good.
.. Zam
Manepear
Rejo—
His head throbbed, he grunted— Egg pulled out a regen potion from his belt, giving it to Wemmbu, and he took it. Drinking the contents— tastes the same, sweet and slightly bitter with a cherry aftertase.
Eugh. Cherry.
The sky civilization.
Eugh.
" Because, he's my day one. " For real, day ones never betray each other.
" Whatever, Egg. I'm not mad, but like.. you should've told me. " Jaden sighed, shaking his head before tossing his trident into the air— it rolled and dissipated into droplets of water.
That was kind of cool.
He can do a similar thing for all his weapons, [Gambit] , [Crucible] , and [Nightrider]. Though, with different actions, still have him some aura.
" We'll be fine, like— Wemmbu doesn't know how to fight, bro. " The sudden joke ticked him off, earning Egg a raised brow from Wemmbu.
" Rude? " He growled in the nastiest way he could, and Eggchan— in response— grinned.
" Still— " Jaden was cut off by the angel.
" You can like.. test him right now, bro. I promise you, he wouldn't do anything! " Egg seemed so sure of himself.
Oh, just he waits. Once he gets ahold of a weapon— even better, a mace, he'll show him who can't do anything. He'll prove his best friend wrong!
" .. Alright, then. "
Let's go!
~
Jaden and Wemmbu stood in the large training field with a flat surface— it was the perfect area for a spar.
Wemmbu was given a netherite armor, a netherite sword which he secretly named [Nightrider], five totems, strength and speed pots, and a shield.
Eggchan sat outside the field to not get caught up in the upcoming crossfire.
Wemmbu gripped the sword with his right hand like how he's used to, the shield strapped on his left arm.
Though, why are they so heavy? Oh right, he's not really him. Or. Himself? So confusing.
Jaden, on the other hand, gripped his sword with professionalism and like how it's almost casual to him. Professional? Casual? Don't ask him, he doesn't know what he's talking about either.
Enough thinking.
The whistle was blown by Eggchan, and both attacked.
~
Wemmbu did not see this coming.
Eggchan definitely did.
His swings were sloppy, they were everywhere, even if he tried to swing like he normally did, it'll mess itself up.
His sword is so heavy, his shield is too, has this body never picked up a netherite sword?!
He laid on the ground, huffing like he'd just ran the entire farlands.
" See? I told you, man. Wemm! You okay? " Eggchan rushed over to him, helping him sit up and offering a bottle of water.
He nodded quickly, drinking— hydrating his dry throat as his chest heaved up and down for breath.
" Holy, he's way worse than I thought. " Jaden had the audacity to say that, can't he see the poor state he's in?! His eyes were foggy, yet he could still look up and glare at him in the eye. Egg stood and shielded him from Jaden.
" Alright, that's enough, dude. "
Jaden shrugged, unequipping this sword and shield in exchange for a golden apple— munching on it.
" Oh, Egg, we'll raid a mafia base tomorrow. "
" Really? " That piqued Wemmbu's interest.
" Yeah, there's gold trims so you can train with the trident like I taught you. " The Pirate switched off his helmet for his hat, it made him look silly.
" Can I come? "
That earned a silent treatment from the two.
" No, bro! You'll get hurt! " The angel expressed with distress, his head wings fluttering slightly before relaxing back.
" I won't! " He exclaimed,
" Wemm— "
" Let him come, I feel like this'll be good practice for uh.. him.. " Dragging that sentence, huh?!
" Jaden? He'll get hurt. "
" Of course he'll get hurt, that's what missions are. Don't be too protective, man. " Jaden sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose before leaving, footsteps fading as he left the training field.
Eggchan shook his head and supported Wemmbu in standing up,
" You good? " Eggchan asks, head tilted.
" You think I'm good? " Wemmbu responded with a.. rather snarky tone.
" Jeez, bro, why're you so grumpy today? You need to be chill for the aura. "
" D'alright bro. "