Chrysalis

Chapter 1

I had no time to think, pause or consider before I came to be enveloped in a soft, white light. A blinding flash impacting not just my eyes but seemingly my whole body.

Sensation fell gradually away as I tried to gather my thoughts. What had happened? Where was I? I think I made myself dinner, my parents hadn’t been home, again. I was eating in my room, at my desk maybe? Then there had been ... white?

I can’t tell how long I’ve been here, floating in this gentle light. Has it been ten days? Or only ten minutes? The light surrounds me, enveloping me like a warm blanket.

Sound begins to swell like a wave in the distance. It rushes toward me and just when washes over me I hear a voice.

[Welcome Anthony]

Well thank you! These are the kinds of good manners that make me feel warm inside.

[you have died]

Dammit!

What do you mean I died, disembodied voice? How on earth are you speaking anyway? Come to think of it, how on earth am I hearing you? Do I even have ears right now?!

So if I died, is this heaven? I mean, it’s comfortable enough but I’m not sure if I want to stay here forever you know?

[Be calm, you will soon awaken to experience life again in a new world]

This voice feels somewhat familiar, a deep and gruff intonation that is comforting yet full of wisdom? Is it that legendary bearded figure, dressed all it white? Worshipped with devotion all over the Earth?

Could it be you?

Gandalf?

[You will be reborn on the world of Pangera]

[Destiny and luck shall determine your fate]

Hold on a moment, Gandalf! This ... This sounds kind of cool doesn’t it? Reborn into another world? Adventure, peril and opportunity around each corner? Will there be magic? Girls?!

Whoa there ... hold on there, me. Need to be calm. Focus and listen to Lord Gandalf!

[You will be reborn with the following status:]

Here it comes!

[Level: 1]

So game like!

[Stats:]

Might: 15

Toughness: 12

Cunning: 25

Will: 18

HP: 30

MP: 0

zero though? Is it because my spirit is lacking? Why are you judging me

Level 1;

This is exciting! Just ... bite? Acid? Aren’t these skills a

Ant Worker

....

Oi.

Oiiiiii.

Gandalf?! Ant? Not just an ant but a hatchling worker ant?! This isn’t the glorious rebirth I had in mind Lord Gandalf! Was I lacking in virtue during my previous life? Was I too cruel to my

point and one

and forge your

ant path? Forge your mother,

it began to condense, shrinking and squeezing against me. Simultaneously it began to take form. Slowly the features and details of my

features were not

strong mandibles and a large abdomen. This is definitely the body

my shape was fully formed, my body, still white and

was now a fully formed

I supposed to do now Gandalf?! I may have kept ants as pets, but that doesn’t mean I know what one is supposed to do?! Is that all it takes is it?

I’ll try and get my bearings. The first thing I notice is that my vision is terrible. I appear to be somewhere quite dark but a faint blue glow can be seen coming from a wall in front of me, but the details are terribly blurry. Every time I turn my head my vision seems to swim, as if the colours are washed away with water

blind. At least I’m not that unlucky. I’ll have to adjust to the other senses I have to compensate for my

I recall right, be able to use them to smell the air and detect movement from air currents. I diligently start waving

is a

detecting a few smells I can’t identify. The air here certainly seems a bit

my ant brethren? Ants usually communicate by pheromones and their sense of smell right? My fellow colony mates should be around here ready to welcome their new comrade shouldn’t they?! Why can’t I find

frantically wave my antennae in this new direction. Yes. Something that smells much like myself is nearby. By piecing together information from my senses I can work out that I’m in a long tunnel. Across one of the walls there is a faintly

to proceed towards the scent of my ally. My six legs begin to move, hesitantly at first and then with

hear something as I approach a curve in the tunnel ahead. It’s a little hard

ant buddy! Whatever your task may be, I am here to

furiously I approach the curve

An ant is lying flat on its back, legs slowly waving jerkily in the air. Mandibles open and

grip a weakly struggling ant, lifting it towards those jaws which close with crushing force. The ant victim writhes in silent agony and

Nonononononono.

Nope.

heck is

ground, two strong looking hands are pinning down the body of its prey, my comrade is still twitching and trying to move

the monster has its back to

at me like that,

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