"Haa!....haaa!....haa!!"
Orsted kept running for dozens of minutes, following the lead of his nose. The moment he smelled a decaying flesh, he would change direction.
He felt grateful for his sensitive nose today. However, this way, Orsted had no idea which way he was heading in the slightest.
Crunch~
'They're catching up!' Turning back, dozens of Courtesan bears could be seen moving towards his direction with unsteady steps.
Feeling it wasn't a time to hold back anymore, fueled by his fearfulness - Orsted began boosting his physique.
[Rewrite: -10 years] [Rewrite: -10 years] [Rewrite: -10 years]
The physique stats were successfully boosted to 3.2, three times that of a peak normal human body.
Instantly, Orsted felt like his body was out of his control, accelerating forward unstoppably.
"Bad..."
Bang!
One miss step was all it took, his body launched itself tumbling into the ground. Leaving behind a long trail of his crashing path and dust cloud.
"Ahhh..." Voice refused to leave Orsted's vocal cord.
No question about it, dozens of his bones were broken for sure. Especially his legs, Orsted felt like killing himself for a second, however stopped with all his willpower.
'Not hopeless....' Orsted's hair stood on edges, listening to large footsteps intensifying.
[Rewrite: -20 years]
All the wounds healed instantly at a visible rate, pushing his body off the ground - Orsted ran with full focus.
In a few seconds, his mind which had ignited with hope again was met with a wall. The reality refused to succumb to his hope.
No matter which way he turned, he could smell or see Courtesan bears.
'This....do I have the witch's miasma too?' Orsted felt his mind disconnect for a second, freezing at spot blankly.
[No.]
The answer came from the system and it just baffled Orsted more.
It hit him at that moment, the dragon tribe's curse. To mindless beasts like Courtesan bears, he would appear as a threat and a beast with no sentience would try to destroy this said threat.
"Fuck this!" Orsted felt his pride hurt internally, he considered himself to be better. But for a while, almost everything that he realized was too late.
To defeat them - a better control of his body and stronger endurance was needed, Orsted came to the conclusion and used [Rewrite] immediately.
[Rewrite coordination: -5 years] [Rewrite physical endurance: -10 years] [Rewrite physical endurance: -10 years]
It set in at that moment, as if he had crossed a line that shouldn't be crossed.
"Guhhh!" The dragonic scale began growing all over Orsted's body. His eyes lost the prudent intelligence he carried.
The side-effect of the [Rewrite] ability had kicked in. Orsted had actually considered this aspect before using it, he predicted there to be no problem since decades of lifespan was still around.
He never considered the fact that he was half-dragon now. To this species, decades were comparable to just years. Which triggered the side effect of [Rewrite].
Orsted with not even a shred of his past self left, thrashed around randomly before rushing towards the Courtesan bears. With monsterification started, his physique broke through 10 points easily.
A draconic wing spread from one side of his back and a scaly tail whipped around in the air behind him.
Roar~
Claws even sharper than the finest sword slashed through the Courtesan bears' bodies easily.
As if a chain reaction occurred, Courtesan bears poured from everywhere to kill the prey that threatened them. Only to turn into nutrition for the flower field before the rampaging Orsted.
The claws that were the main weapon of the Courtesan bears just rendered a few bloody scratches on Orsted's body, which was strengthened by scales. The scales on his face continued to grow, covering his whole body.
Pure white scales, covered in blood, shone in the dimming sunset.
Orsted's body kneeled down on the bloody mesh, created by him. His consciousness surfaced for a second, but gave up as soon as it appeared.
Both his rampage and transforming body demanded stamina and energy - that he clearly lacked right now. Which led to internal collapse of his whole body.
'It hurts....it hurts....fuck.' Orsted cursed at the fact he obtained sanity at this moment, just to suffer further.
Grahhh~
Apparently, not all the Courtesan bears were dead yet and they didn't show any intention of letting him slide.
Crunch~
The sound of chewing and the excruciating pain spread from his shoulder. His vision stayed dyed in red, refusing to budge an inch like every part of his body.
"Ahhhhh! No! No!!" His enhanced physical endurance and transformed body just made him more chewable to these witchbeasts. Extending his suffering by a large extent too.
Dozens of Courtesan bears chewed at multiple parts of his body - leg, shoulder, Waist and...one went for his head.
Crunch~
.....
Loop 2,
Swoosh~
Warm wind braced Orsted's body, who sat below the tree's shade.
"Sigh....I returned." Orsted stared at his palm emotionlessly. His mind ordered him to scream the trauma out, but he suppressed it with all his might.
Since, if he let lose, Orsted felt he would really fall into madness. Phantom pain was still pulsing past his brain, making the reality more heavy in his mind.
'Don't think..... don't think....' Orsted got up and began running away from the flower field, refusing to even go near it. Images of his past loop flashed into his mind.
Nausea rose within him, and not long later.
Blurgh~
Orsted vomited uncontrollably - feeling like throwing out his innards. His body began spasming uncontrollably.
His eyes turned white and his mind headed towards oblivion. Just one slip up made his mind succumb to what he just experienced.
'Rewrite and strengthen my mental fortitude...' Orsted activated [Rewrite] desperately.
[Rewrite: -5 years] [Rewrite: -5 years]
"Sigh...." The effect was immediate, Orsted felt his mind harden and stabilize from the brink of self-destruction.
'What would have happened if I allowed myself to break further? I might have lost myself as an individual....' Fear coursed through his mind.
'Water ball'
Using basic magic, Orsted cleaned himself and continued moving a little away from the flower field; he experienced trauma for the first time in his life.
All of Orsted's magic were modified so they could be used with the gate of the Re:zero world. If he taught others, they might be able to use the spells of the jobless reincarnation world too.
While walking briskly, Orsted opened his status.
[Name: Orsted] [Original name: Heil Madstone] [Template Orsted: 1%]
[Lifespan: 130 years]
[Bloodline: Half human and half-devine dragon.]
[Physique: 1.8] ( 1 point is equal to a normal peak human being.)
[Mana gate: 1.9]
[Spirit affinity: 2]
[Physical and magical resistance: 1.6]
Techniques -
[The sword god style/ Water god style/ North god style: Basic attainment.]
[Magic: Basic attainment in all elements]
[The reincarnation technique: Upon death, the host will be sent back in time the moment you fused with the template.]
[Side-effect: Your mana will recover 1,000 times slower than usual and your existence would fall outside the natural order of this world - making you invisible to prophetic ability.]
[Dragon tribe curse: Every living being who places their eyes on you would come to either hate or fear you.]
It had been reset to the initial state too.