Levelmaker

This is a collaborative story of Rebemeka x former pebbles that was on the request! I'm posting the same story to both the original pebble and Levelmaker.

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I had a little errand on Earth, so when Micah and I tried to go home, there was an error. So they told me what it was, and I failed to warp, and I was flown into a world that wasn't anasm, it wasn't Earth.

"Come on... I didn't expect you to be thrown out rampantly instead of just breaking down"

"If you couldn't use your status, you'd be dead."

"Hey."

Anasm's status can be used normally even on Earth, and apparently in this world.

"So, what do we do? Can you go home with this?

"Both the Item Master and Dark Matter Creator are alive and well, so you'll be fine. You can go home now, but because of this, why don't you take a tour of the world?

"Well then. But I'm surprised there's still another world..."

"Maybe it's about the number of stars."

I can't guess for now, so I'm just gonna have to keep walking. It's like this place is in the woods, and I can see the locals in a day or two. I don't think you should think about it.

There's nothing particularly weird about the trees. I soon found out that one way or the other, anasm was better off somewhere else than Earth. Maybe magic or something doesn't exist.

"Oh, look at that!

"Hmm?"

A brown mass was moving in the direction Micah pointed to. If you look closely at it, it was a puppet made of rocks gathered together with round eyelids and thick hands and feet. Normally, earthlings can't operate on their own, so it would be like a demon.

"It feels like a young golem."

"Maybe it is. Then again, it's like a game or fantasy novel."

Golem noticed us. I thought it would attack me, tilted my neck, then turned in another direction, and walked out. That condition is close to having a baby unfamiliar with walking hard.

"Leave it alone. Is it okay?

"You're not hostile, and you don't mind? Moving on!

"Yeah."

Moving through the woods, I still met quite a few unusual creatures. Mochade flying things like ice magic, a very big tent beetle, a typical goblin. I defeated and saw Mukade, who had been openly hostile to try, and he didn't drop a demon nucleus or anything, he just survived.

"There's magic, but there's no nucleus..."

"That's funny that there's quite a difference!

"Hey!... oh?

I can hear some dosdos of footsteps and metal noises. Obviously bigger than any creature that ever came out. As I waited to see what was coming, a silver-bodied green line doll appeared about 2 meters, with the same face as the first golem I came across.

But for some reason, my hands are floating away from my arms, and I'm wearing something like an angel ring on my head.

"Hey, what is this... is it the evolutionary system of the one just now?

"Aren't you the lord around here?

Looks like the silver doll noticed us, and he's staring at us. It kind of makes me feel like that gaze is licked around. I don't think I have any eyeballs.

"Is there no hostility?

"If this forest lord knows a way out of town or something, right?

With that said, you were listening to what I was saying. The silver doll approached us like he panicked after taking a hazy, human reaction. And words come to mind in a different way from the message. It sounds more like a kind of gentle woman's voice in my head than that.

[Um... Are you two lost?

The sender is obviously this silver doll. Apparently, we can communicate.

"Yeah, stay here if you notice anything"

[Was it? So let me show you to a place where you flinched?

"Are you sure?

[Yeah, ah, it's hard to see the front if it stays the golem giant]

The silver golem and the dots were wrapped in some unsure light and began to shrink by about 40 cm. After a while it was a woman who could be described as a serious beauty about two or three years older than us.

"... Huh?

"Oh, I'm sorry. It surprised me. I'm half demon and half man. I'm training in the woods with my buddies right now... come here anyway"

"Yes, sir"

I didn't think the Golem would turn into a woman. I've made dragons human before. Anyway, this world seems to have its own rules.

The woman giving me directions looks back and looks at us as if we were taking a peek at each other. Do you care about something about us? Like hair and color? You know, red and green are rare... but this guy has silver hair, too, and don't think otherwise. The outfit isn't much different from the person's, to be honest. If this woman's people were in anasm, they wouldn't be treated heretically first. Even the words seem to make sense.

After several tenths of turns, the woman's person has finally spoken.

"Speaking of which, which way to come?

"What, are we here? Erm..."

"Hmmm......"

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We can't both have amnesia at the same time, so how can I make an excuse?

Continued.