Change: New World

Making the Best of a Bad Situation

A short, green, sword-wielding monster blinked into existence directly above the toilet seat. It fell down with a resounding splash, and began its struggle to lift itself out from the orifice of the toilet.

Before it even had the chance to touch the tiled surface of the restroom, a sword pierced its eye socket with tremendous speed. The goblin howled in agony as the bladed object was quickly yanked out, and used to slash at the creature.

In a little less than 15 seconds, the goblin had died, and I reached level 7.

I wiped my brow, and congratulated myself for the rather bloody accomplishment.

I decided to move the corpse over to a corner in the cramped restroom. After all, it would only disadvantage me if it remained there while the next goblin spawned.

As I began to move the goblin, my mind naturally wandered and I thought about my current situation.

Right now, it was painfully clear that I was trapped. There was no exit aside from the doorway I came through, and from there, I could still hear the angry howls and subsequent pounding on the otherside. The pack of angry goblins were still very much present and persistent, and I doubt that they were inclined to give up on me anytime soon.

Which was natural. After all, I had invaded their sanctuary. Their base of operations, their home, I had invaded their spawn point.

While this was the perfect time for me to collect some easy experience, I still had other things to consider.

For one, I’d eventually run out of food/stamina if I remained locked in this place. Second, I still don’t have any semblance of a plan to escape this situation. And third, I had two girls waiting for me, and one of them was dying.

I left Hina and Cielle roughly two hours ago, and while I was positive Hina was in a stable enough condition at least to the point where she wasn’t constantly losing hp, the possibility of… complications still existed.

I only continued to expand their risk the more I extended the time I was away from them.

I slumped down with a sigh.

As I wiped the goblin blood off from my shirt, I wondered how exactly I ended up with so much responsibility. The weight of person’s life wasn’t an easy thing to bear, yet somehow or another, I was the sole beacon of light for a dying girl and her sister.

“Next time, I seriously need to think before I go and help someone out…” I couldn’t help but utter such self conceited words as I lamented once more.

“Well, it’s not like anything will change the more I worry about it.”

For now, I’ll do the only thing I can do, level up.

It wasn’t any good to dwell in things I had no power over, rather, let’s level up quickly so I can leave this place sooner!

Thus, I waited patiently besides the stall which I knew spawned out goblins. In a little over 7 minutes, another goblin blinked into life.

This one was another goblin scout, which led me to wonder whether goblin warriors spawned elsewhere or whether it was all just random.

Anyways, while worrying about such leisure things, I killed of this goblin in about 20 seconds.

It was important to keep track of how long I was in combat for since that determined how much stamina my actions would consume.

I haven’t faced a situation yet where I did completely exhaust my stamina, and right now, I wasn’t inclined to the new experience. I made it a point to always pay attention to this particular stat.

After I moved the newest goblin corpse over to where its friend rested, I went and checked my current status.

Well, before I checked, I removed all the items that gave me stat boosts in order to see where my real strength lied.

Once I had unequipped almost everything, that’s when I called froth that familiar blue screen.

[Status!]