PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

When I felt the sunlight caress my face, I knew it was time to wake up; You know what they say: Early Bird Hunter is not eaten by a Skyr Ventis. . . Ok, I admit that my personal traumas may have slightly changed the original sentence, but the meaning remains.

I got up, washed my face, and packed my things before mustering the willpower to interrupt the lazy fairy’s placid sleep.

′′ Kyuru wakes up, it′s already morning and we have a whole day of adventures ahead of us′′ Gently pushing the little face of the fairy with my finger, I said kindly.

′′ Bad Desmond, don’t touch kyuru. . . aww, wait for kyuru to be your girlfriend. ”

The fairy babbled a few things while she sleepily began to wake up, to call me a pervert all the time I’m surprised that she thinks about things like being my girlfriend when she grows up; maybe she’s dumb or maybe she knows that she will never grow up so she’s not afraid of me doing something to her.

I let her be for a few moments while I put some hand-carved wooden arrows in my quiver, due to lack of time and how long it takes to make them; I only have 10 arrows. I was considering how to make them faster but when I turn around I see that Kyuru is asleep again.

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′′ How can she be so lazy? Will it be a fairy thing ?, maybe it is; after all they are immortal so the concept of time is probably different for them. . . to hell I’ll take the pillow and carry her in my backpack. ”

Carefully putting the little bed with everything and fairy in the backpack, I put it on top of all the things and cover it very carefully; Observing the pretty face of her asleep, she fills me with tenderness.

′′ Devils is so cute that I want to take her home and never let her go out. . . mmm yep let’s do that, let’s finish this stupid mission, let’s bring the fairy home and enjoy Claire’s cuteness added to Kyuru’s cuteness until the day I die. ”

A burning flame of impure motivations filled my noble heart and with it the necessary strength to break the face of whoever crosses my path; nothing can stop me.

′′ Muajajajajaja′′ A laughter characteristic of a cheap villain resounded in the middle of the forest, making those who listen uncomfortably.

(moments later)

And they detained me. . . Hey, you can’t blame me, not even the power of the lolis and the little sisters added is enough for me to kill that thing; damn you Skyr Ventis, I was just getting over the trauma you give me and you’re coming to haunt me now.

From the branch of the tree where I was at that moment I watched the bastard Skyr Ventis wander a few meters from me in search of prey; worthy of his insectoid appearance his vision doesn’t seem to be very good. At least his viewing angle is not very high, otherwise, he would have seen me by now and torn me to pieces accordingly.

′′ Fucking monster born of a gorilla, an airplane, and a mantis; I hate you so much. Where is my protagonist aura that protects me from idiots like him. . . mmm, that aura probably went to shit when I started to laugh like a villain. “Wandering in my mind to distract myself from my current situation, I see the Skyr Ventis choose a direction and move towards it.

I firmly remembered the direction that the annoying monster took and my mind began to simulations of possible methods to kill the unfortunate; only to realize that currently, my chances against that thing are too slim.

′′ Tch I will not forget this offense, go and have fun while you can; The day will come when your life comes to an end along with the traumas you have caused me. “In a poisonous way full of resentment, I declared my ear for the creature that had made my life difficult since the first time I saw it.

To remove the shame from my record I’m just going to pretend that all of this never happened, the only saving grace is that Kyuru didn’t see me run away like a coward and hide pathetically.

As I grumbled annoyed at the previous events that “didn’t” happen, a swift monkey fist entered my field of vision; oh poor little thing someone is about to vent his fury on him.

Following a routine that has been storing in my muscle memory, I take my bow, adjust my posture, set an arrow, and wait for the mana to fill the projectile. One detail that I noticed the last time I had used the bow is that the mana in it strengthened the arrow faster than on previous occasions, and even the boost efect seemed more intense. I assumed it was related to Kyuru because she was the only extra variant in the equation, with the characteristics of the blessing that she told me about; I concluded that it must have been the increased affinity for mana that caused these changes.

Despite the length of the above explanation, the deduction process took only long enough for me to secure my target and release the arrow; now it only remained to wait for the unfortunate swift monkey fist to be pierced like Swiss cheese and dropped dead.

. . . or not? What the fuck? Since when did they make them so hard? Would this be manufactured by that cell phone brand famous for its cell phones that are harder than meteorites?

Fuck it, I don’t think it will survive a second arrow to the other shoulder. . . What the hell? Ok ok, that’s not a normal monkey; well it was always magical but still. Ok, there is no doubt that it cannot be clarified by analysis.

Aaaah I guess that clears everything up, the stupid monkey is a stronger version than the one I murdered in the past; The materials from him are still worth less than aqua rabbit scraps. Yup and now he’s furious, I don’t think it makes much of a difference; With an arrow piercing each of his shoulders, he is wounded enough to be beaten out of his life with my bare hands. I put down my supply backpack with little Kyuru inside leaning against a tree and prepared for combat.

′′ Come here little shit, Papi will feed you a big dose of fists′′. Adjusting my standard battle stance, I reversed my steel dagger and I’m ready. Now imagine the coolest battle song in the world and keep it playing while I taught this monkey a lesson.

Sprinting at full power, taking advantage of his inability to raise his arms, I jumped at full speed and crash my knee across his face; Sidekick to the kneecap followed by a front kick in the same area.

Crack!

Ouch, that must have hurt, sorry about the knee friend but you will feel better after this: Jab left and right, double consecutive fly, hook to the chin; double fist to the sternum.

′′ Ok, I think my hand got over it, I even started to feel sorry for him. . . Naaah the truth is that it feels good to take it out on someone as ugly as him. ′′

Feeling a little sorry for the poor Stormfist Monkey I just used as a punching bag, I stab my dagger into his skull; and ready.

′′ Take that ugly wretch, nobody messes with me; a motivated hunter is unstoppable bitch.′′

Most shamelessly, a human is capable of expressing, I screamed as if I was the king of the world just for abusing a wounded animal weaker than me; cynically pretending that

I wasn’t pathetically avoiding someone stronger than me just minutes ago.