Natasha the Halve

The pleasant dream of killing and eating Demons occupied my sleep once more. Gore, pain, and brutal animal-like rage.

A sigh escaped my lips once I woke up, and I checked my species information.

Halve Species.

-As a being born of E'er, you are most sensitive to it, and efficient with it.

-The E'er at your disposal won't decrease unless you allow it. Additionally, choosing to stay awake spends a variable amount of E'er a day until proper rest.

-Sleep restores your body, mind, and spirit with great efficiency.

-Your body is forged by the energy of the world; your hair, fingernails, and teeth cannot break or be cut.

-Stamina expenditure is reduced to the lowest limit.

-Few and far between, you are a female with male genitalia. Enjoy it! [Your reproductive cycle has yet to arrive]

-You are the existence evolution strives to achieve.

-Forest is your home and your peace.

-Sunlight shall heighten your beauty.

I guess the dreams will never drive me insane, I ventured. That's a relief.

Next to me, Alyssa and Lapia were entangled in a hug with my right arm between them. On top of me, Yolin was facing up and snoring. Pokora was hugging her torso and had her face glued to her abs while sleeping.

I took a deep breath.

Both rose along with my chest.

I quietly laughed at how silly it looked, then did my best to disentangle without waking the four up.

Sleep is a sacred thing, after all.

It took me fifteen minutes, and when I managed to free myself I went to the restroom.

Unlike the places we had stayed at so far, the room only had a toilet and a sink.

After that, I sat down at the table and retrieved the Mythical quality bow from my storage.

[+100 La'khazh, String of the World Tree (Mythical) {Ascension Lvl 10}]
(Elastic Energy to Kinetic Energy SSS+) (Durability SS+)
-Elastic Energy to Kinetic Energy +100% ({Lvl 10 Quartz} x10)
-Draw Weight reduced by 40% (Enchantment) (Does not affect final Kinetic Energy)
-DEX + 250
-STR + 200
-CON + 200
-Spends E'er to create a projectile of your design. (E'er Efficiency SSS+)
-Projectile absorbs ambient E'er to increase density during flight.
-Projectile infects wounds, cursing the target.
*Reduces Toughness by weakening E'eral bonds.
-DEX + 250 (Transmutation)
-STR + 250 (Transmutation)
-CON + 250 (Transmutation)

I arched an eyebrow. Weakening E'eral bonds? What in the ever-living fuck does that actually mean? I hummed in annoyance. String of the World Tree... At least that's the same as in the game. I squinted my eyes at the bow and bit my lower lip. Is it me... or is every weapon besides my spear better than the original?

After a few minutes of brainstorming, I arrived at a few more questions.

Could this bow easily kill me, then? I'm made of E'er, after all. Is it for all matter since E'er is in everything? It being a curse implies it only works on living beings, no? Can a Golem be cursed?Are the Cursed Ones immune to curses? Lapia and Alyssa said undead creatures belong in that group... So many questions and so much information, but so little time. I can't learn everything in less than three months, unfortunately. Is that why Desseyr went to learn from the Elves? That cheeky fucker took a vacation right at the start. Did they all take time to learn before moving around? But the pull is irresistible, though.

A sigh left me and I stored the weapon.

If only Yugulari went about their insurrection properly instead of employing a Demon to mentally rape Gordon, I lamented in my mind. What a complete shitshow.

Rustling came from the bed, and Pokora slowly sat up.

“Morning,” I greeted her with a nod.

“Wassup?” she muttered and rubbed her eyes while yawning.

“Slept good?” I asked and produced a bottle of water, then drank a little.

She took a long breath and let out a sigh. “Like a baby,” she chuckled. “Last night was wild.”

I smiled and nodded a few times. “That's how we roll every night,” I informed her.

“Uff,” the Elf breathed out in disbelief and got out of bed, then went into the restroom.

I drummed my fingers on the table while thinking about stuff.

Pokora came out of the bathroom and walked to the table, then stood there.

I looked at her and puckered my lips, then blew some kisses her way. “No good morning kiss?” I joked.

The woman closed the distance and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

I wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. “That's the good stuff,” I chuckled.

Her cheeks reddened and a smile formed on her face.

“Here,” I suggested, patting my lap. “I have something for you.”

Pokora's eyes squinted, but she complied and sat on my legs. “So demanding,” she giggled.

I retrieved the bow and offered it to her. “Now that we're girlfriends, I'll take better care of you,” I told her. “I'm your... daddy, after all, right?” I teased with a smirk.

She closed her eyes and her face turned red as a tomato. “That's only when we're having sex,” she argued and opened her eyes, looking at me. “I get too horny and don't think too deply about what I say.”

“Got it,” I agreed, placing the bow on her lap. “Check it out and tell me if you think it's good,” I suggested.

Pokora took the weapon and her eyes widened. “Holy fuck!” she hissed. “This is mental!”

While she appraised the bow, I used a finger to move one of her long ears around.

She clicked her tongue and slapped my hand.

What can I say... teasing Elves is fun.