Chương 110: Two-And-A-Half-Years-old (9) Never, never, NEVER AGAIN!

For Murai Taki I am a god. The worm god apparently. The name makes my eyebrow twitch, and makes me want to commit a murder, or squeeze my hand at least, but if I do it. Murai Taki gets scared and goes crazy. So listening to him is truly an experience in mental stability.

"You are the wormiest of all" I can't react to that. I can't, I know I want to, I know you want to, but we can't.

"The rain is your domain, sliding and dancing under your whim" look, no matter how much flattery you cover it with, I hate the rain. And I hate it extra hard today since I don't have my cloak and I'm stuck in a cold room and I'm drenched and I'm sticking to a wall.

"Slaughter is your favorite activity. From Monday to sunday. You shall pop out from everywhere, invisible, and satisfy your lust for violence" can I talk about why I don't like this one? I think it's obvious. I'm not a monster! I'm just... I'm just.... Looking around at the room. At the literal tons of meat I created. I think. I'm just... training alright? That's different, that's totally normal behavior, at least I'm not killing anyone!

"Your prey cannot resist your whistle, you whistle whenever you wish and kill all that tries to tell you otherwise" where does this come from even? You know what? This is one of the chilliest ones.

"The entire forest is scared of making sounds around your presence" bullsh-! Wait a sec. As murai goes crazy with his... thing. I think about this.

'The forest is silent'. Huh, well, now that I think about it, the forest got more and more silent the more I hunted and... holy shit don't tell me this crazy guy is right.

"Their body EXPLODE under your red gaze!" Okay no way whatever he's spouting has even an inch of logical sense, whatever he says, it's bullshit, that's the rule, the forest's normal, guess the silence is because of something else. He has a lot of interesting takes. If I want to stay polite. Interesting is the word. And all those takes? I listened to them. For I don't know how long, but I did, and he has sooooo many of those! It's like! Doesn't he need to think for a second or what?

How can he keeps spouting bullshit without any hesitation or any time to breath? It's fuckin crazy. It's actually a phenomenal performance, the guy is faster than eminem! And unfortunately for me. Eminem has a lot to say. So I listened to each of his crazy takes. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. Until my head was dangling on the right and I could feel a bit of spit on my chin because I've dozed off. At least my illusions were hiding that.

"Worm god""Huh!?" Like a father waking up from sleep, I let out the GRITTIEST AND EVILEST CLICKER SOUND and wake up to blink at the kneeling guy. Ah. Right. If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it's taken without the author's consent. Report it. Wait? He's done?

"You done?" He looks up at me, his head snapping up from his praying and bowed position. He looks at me. Right at my EVIL red eyes and he looks more confused than ever.

"Yes?" Fuuuuucking hell! FINALLY! I let out a sigh of relief that sounds gritty because of my illusion but still comes out as a sigh of relief. The guy looks even more confused now.

"Okay" His eyes are wide in shock now, he's looking left and right now. And I think I know why. I'm not talking like a god, but like a casual guy. I know that. Learned it in my books! Hah, well, guess it's time to speak like a noble, with hard and complicated words. See it! Feel it! My greal ELOOOOQUENCE!

"That is satif-mying!" The clicker voice sounds almost... Cute. As I mess up my pronouncing like a baby. Fuck! My hand comes up to rest above my red eyes in shame. Wait, he can see me do that. FUCK! I pull back my hand back and say "I mean THAT'S GOOD" I sound booming and gritting and terrifying, but the 'I mean' before that breaks the effect. I DON'T TALK TO ANYONE! I KNOW THE WORDS BUT CAN'T PRONOUNCE THEM! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! He stares at me. I stare at him. And I cough to break the silence.

"Uh, so, as my mnisericomdi-!" I stop, concentrate, and change words "as my mmercimful" he stares at me, I stare at him "mercimful" He speaks up "Merciful" I speak up "Mercimful""No" he lifts a hand and point at his mouth, showing the exact way his lips move in slow-motion "Mer-ci-ful" My clickering voice comes soon after "mer-ci-ful""Yeah!" He claps at me "that's it""YIPPEE! I FUCKING DID IT!"

My booming and growling voice resonate in the room, the carcass feels like they're moving, as if the the depth of my voice was so powerful it has a physical weight, the clickering scratching against the walls and hitting a specific part of the brain that makes people jolt. He freezes. I stare at him. And we both realize that I'm still the 'worm god' for him. Worm god that can't talk. Shit. This is a disaster. CUT THE LOSSES FAST!

"Murai Taki" he straightens up "I mbes-! I need your sermvices" He closes his eyes for a long second. Probably trying to understand if the bad pronunciation is an effect of my deep weird voice or... something else.

"My... services worm god?"

"Yes" He raises a single eyebrow. And I look at him. Squinting. A drop of sweat bead on his temple as my red eyes become more intense. Ah shit, I NEED TO TALK! I FORGOT!

"You will find someone for me" He swallows hard. Still on his knees, avoiding my eyes, avoiding all the shadows around him. And I continue.

"A mo-" FUCK "-A woman sholl find you, give her a job" He freezes again. His frown confused. Then he takes a sharp inhale before looking up at me "A job?"

"Yes" He looks at me for two good seconds before gathering his courage and pulling on his shirt collar, nervous.

"Could your holiness, your wrigglyness, bless my ear with your superior rainy knowledge and tell me why?" He's flexing on me isn't he? I squint at him. He shrinks back. He's probably not. Still.

"Nope" Again, he looks like his entire world has been taken out from under him. Confused as fuck.

"Nope?"

"Yeah nope.""'Yeah...?'" Oh. OH FUCK YOU BRO I CAN SAY NOPE AND YEAH IF I FEEL LIKE IT! Ignoring this I continue"Whatever, blond girl, I'll whimstle, give her a good job, lots of ryos" He looks at me as if I'm the most threatening and the weirdest thing in the entire world at the same time.

"Of course?"

"Cool" And we stare at each other. Just like that. We stare at each other, without telling anything, of without doing anything. Uh. Well, that was a good first human contact? Been a while since I talked to someone without acting too much. It's been like... two years. Two years of pure torture. And I think... after two years of torture, I'm pretty smooth! Who the fuck am I kidding? Why am I talking like an handicapped child? Because I'm one? Maybe... wait. WAIT! WAIT I NEED TO LEAVE NOW!

Fuck I forgot, we've been staring at each other for like thirty seconds, his mouth half open in confusion. He breaks the thirty seconds long silence.

"Worm god?"

"Dat me" He licks his lips, gathering his words.

"I've been... having a problem with miscreants recently, pathetic insects that do not deserve your attention yes, but miscreants nonetheless that are stopping me from fulfilling your order, your job for this... woman? Those miscreants have been jealous of the success you gave me and have been trying to forcefu-!"

"Oh the scared-! scarred guy!" He stops. Put both hands on his thighs and sigh, as if I was the problem, HEY!

"Eh don't worry and just do the job, if they go too far I'll deal with them" He bows his head and start prayin-! OH NOT AGAIN!

"Thank you for all your mer-ci-ful-ness worm god-" WHY DID HE SAID MERCIFULNESS LIKE THAT!? I KNOW THE WORD! THANKS YOU VERY MUCH!

"-I do not deserve your blessing and protection, your lust for blood shall never be extinguished, I hope the rain shall hide the bloody train you shall leave in your wake""Cool cool, see ya" I transform all the illusions into my original one, the flow in his brain shifts to sogging the back of his brain, making sure he can't see me anymore.

He twitches for a second when everything around him dissapear, the light, the shadows, me, everything, and his eyes look around, probably remembering that yes, I can still kill him at a snap of my finger even if I can't talk. Fuuuuuuck! THAT WAS EMBARASSING! Putting my hands on my face to hide myself even if I'm already invisible, I slide around him and escape as fast as I can from an open window in his main house. NEVER AGAIN!