Chapter 7
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I waited patiently as the little mouse before me continued to stare at me. To be honest, I was enjoying this moment. It's not every day that I get to see someone so cute. (Although I would probably run away if he was in his Human form.)
Finally, the little guy snapped out of his stupor.
"Oh, hello there mister, I'm Miceter! Sorry to intrude, but can I stay over for the night? It's been a real hassle to find a good spot, you see, and I was hoping to catch up on some rest before I part once more."
"No Problem." I quickly replied.
Yes!
I give myself an imaginary fist pump.
Thank you, Miceter, for not being afraid of your natural enemy.
...
Wait a fat second...
...Miceter?
That fat mouse I wrote about in "Every Cold Winter" who ended up annihilating the Prosperous Kingdom off the face of the planet?
That Miceter?
He looks nothing like 'im.
The Miceter I wrote about was as fat as a melon and as big as a leopard. Not to mention, his fur was a mixture of black, green, and orange. This Miceter looks...
...normal?
Was the name "Miceter" a fairly popular name in Forgoe? I don't remember writing about that detail in "Every Cold Winter"...
Hmm...
Maybe it's a coincidence?
Or perhaps it's not?
I mean, all of the other coincidences that I thought was a coincidence ended up becoming reality, so...
Ugh, this is hurting my head.
I'll wait and see. Eavesdropping on a few conversations might help. Perhaps that way I can pick up some clues.
"Um, if you don't mind me asking, what's your name?" Miceter snapped me out of my thoughts with this seemingly innocent question.
Oh crap.
I didn't think about that.
Who or what should I refer to myself as?
I can't go with "Calamitis" because the Gods are always listening and I can't risk Papa Calamity comin' over and whoopin' my ass.
Neither can I use my own name, because then my cover would be blown.
Why would it be blown, you may ask?
Remember that planned spin-off I talked about earlier?
You know, that horrible transmigration, book-wrecking story?
Yeah--that one.
Oh, and remember the System Rules?
I forgot to mention a fifth rule which I had deemed unimportant 'til this moment.
Rule número cinco is:
5. Only the Creator can go by and say the name "Jake Green".
And yes, I did whip out some Spanish.
Impressed?
Yeah, me too.
I had to use a lot of brain power to remember those words.
Anyhoodles, I added that small detail to make myself feel special.
Shut up! I was very insecure at that time!
And the reason why I can't reveal my ability to say this name is the fact that Calamity will not be the only God coming over to kill me.
Why?
Because each and every one of those Gods probably has one or two off springs which are currently stuck in the Corridor of Wandering Souls for breaking the rules.
What should I go by?
Oh... the hassle...
"U-Uh... ...you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, mister." Miceter's head drooped, looking rather gloomy.
Oh no!
I've made the little angle upset!
Look at what you made me do!
"You need not worry, little one." I hurriedly reassured. "All you need to know is that I am a Special Mentor." Of sorts.
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I waited patiently as the little mouse before me continued to stare at me. To be honest, I was enjoying this moment. It's not every day that I get to see someone so cute. (Although I would probably run away if he was in his Human form.)
Finally, the little guy snapped out of his stupor.
"Oh, hello there mister, I'm Miceter! Sorry to intrude, but can I stay over for the night? It's been a real hassle to find a good spot, you see, and I was hoping to catch up on some rest before I part once more."
"No Problem." I quickly replied.
Yes!
I give myself an imaginary fist pump.
Thank you, Miceter, for not being afraid of your natural enemy.
...
Wait a fat second...
...Miceter?
That fat mouse I wrote about in "Every Cold Winter" who ended up annihilating the Prosperous Kingdom off the face of the planet?
That Miceter?
He looks nothing like 'im.
The Miceter I wrote about was as fat as a melon and as big as a leopard. Not to mention, his fur was a mixture of black, green, and orange. This Miceter looks...
...normal?
Was the name "Miceter" a fairly popular name in Forgoe? I don't remember writing about that detail in "Every Cold Winter"...
Hmm...
Maybe it's a coincidence?
Or perhaps it's not?
I mean, all of the other coincidences that I thought was a coincidence ended up becoming reality, so...
Ugh, this is hurting my head.
I'll wait and see. Eavesdropping on a few conversations might help. Perhaps that way I can pick up some clues.
"Um, if you don't mind me asking, what's your name?" Miceter snapped me out of my thoughts with this seemingly innocent question.
Oh crap.
I didn't think about that.
Who or what should I refer to myself as?
I can't go with "Calamitis" because the Gods are always listening and I can't risk Papa Calamity comin' over and whoopin' my ass.
Neither can I use my own name, because then my cover would be blown.
Why would it be blown, you may ask?
Remember that planned spin-off I talked about earlier?
You know, that horrible transmigration, book-wrecking story?
Yeah--that one.
Oh, and remember the System Rules?
I forgot to mention a fifth rule which I had deemed unimportant 'til this moment.
Rule número cinco is:
5. Only the Creator can go by and say the name "Jake Green".
And yes, I did whip out some Spanish.
Impressed?
Yeah, me too.
I had to use a lot of brain power to remember those words.
Anyhoodles, I added that small detail to make myself feel special.
Shut up! I was very insecure at that time!
And the reason why I can't reveal my ability to say this name is the fact that Calamity will not be the only God coming over to kill me.
Why?
Because each and every one of those Gods probably has one or two off springs which are currently stuck in the Corridor of Wandering Souls for breaking the rules.
What should I go by?
Oh... the hassle...
"U-Uh... ...you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, mister." Miceter's head drooped, looking rather gloomy.
Oh no!
I've made the little angle upset!
Look at what you made me do!
"You need not worry, little one." I hurriedly reassured. "All you need to know is that I am a Special Mentor." Of sorts.
I waited patiently as the little mouse before me continued to stare at me. To be honest, I was enjoying this moment. It's not every day that I get to see someone so cute. Although I would probably run away if he was in his Human form.Finally, the little guy snapped out of his stupor."Oh, hello there mister, I'm Miceter! Sorry to intrude, but can I stay over for the night? It's been a real hassle to find a good spot, you see, and I was hoping to catch up on some rest before I part once more.""No Problem." I quickly replied.Yes!I give myself an imaginary fist pump.Thank you, Miceter, for not being afraid of your natural enemy....Wait a fat second......Miceter?That fat mouse I wrote about in "Every Cold Winter" who ended up annihilating the Prosperous Kingdom off the face of the planet?That Miceter?He looks nothing like 'im.The Miceter I wrote about was as fat as a melon and as big as a leopard. Not to mention, his fur was a mixture of black, green, and orange. This Miceter looks......normal?Was the name "Miceter" a fairly popular name in Forgoe? I don't remember writing about that detail in "Every Cold Winter"...Hmm...Maybe it's a coincidence?Or perhaps it's not?I mean, all of the other coincidences that I thought was a coincidence ended up becoming reality, so...Ugh, this is hurting my head.I'll wait and see. Eavesdropping on a few conversations might help. Perhaps that way I can pick up some clues."Um, if you don't mind me asking, what's your name?" Miceter snapped me out of my thoughts with this seemingly innocent question.Oh crap.I didn't think about that.Who or what should I refer to myself as?I can't go with "Calamitis" because the Gods are always listening and I can't risk Papa Calamity comin' over and whoopin' my ass.Neither can I use my own name, because then my cover would be blown.Why would it be blown, you may ask?Remember that planned spin-off I talked about earlier?You know, that horrible transmigration, book-wrecking story?Yeah--that one.Oh, and remember the System Rules?I forgot to mention a fifth rule which I had deemed unimportant 'til this moment.Rule nmero cinco is:5. Only the Creator can go by and say the name "Jake Green".And yes, I did whip out some Spanish.Impressed?Yeah, me too.I had to use a lot of brain power to remember those words.Anyhoodles, I added that small detail to make myself feel special.Shut up! I was very insecure at that time!And the reason why I can't reveal my ability to say this name is the fact that Calamity will not be the only God coming over to kill me.Why?Because each and every one of those Gods probably has one or two off springs which are currently stuck in the Corridor of Wandering Souls for breaking the rules.What should I go by?Oh... the hassle..."U-Uh... ...you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, mister." Miceter's head drooped, looking rather gloomy.Oh no!I've made the little angle upset!Look at what you made me do!"You need not worry, little one." I hurriedly reassured. "All you need to know is that I am a Special Mentor." Of sorts.
