YOUR EVIL GM! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? UNFORGIVABLE! IT BEEN TEN DAYS!
Pls don't beat me until I cry, have an update.
[X] Ars Poetica
"…It won't work." You mutter.
"What won't?"
You slide your goggles back on, and pick up your drill. "Spiral Energy. Stands. I can't wait for either right now – with the lack of oxygen here, I'll suffocate before they can do anything. This isn't a fairytale, and I'm no damsel in distress; I need to save myself."
Yes, that's right – all Steel can do for you here is provide some company. Right now, you need to do what you do best;
dig.
"If I dig
around the collapsed stone, I can get to a tunnel. From there, more oxygen will come my way, and I can get back to the village as well." You murmur, working the drill's handle to pierce through the cave walls.
"True…but, how far away is the nearest tunnel?"
"About forty meters."
"W-What!? Forty meters!? For someone to dig that far in less than a day is impossible!"
"Even so, I'll keep digging. My drill won't falter here!"
You force your way through the cave walls, grunting at the effort – it seems you still haven't hit your stride yet. But, even so…!
"At this rate, you'll barely manage four meters before your oxygen runs out, let alone forty…be reasonable, Simon! All you're doing is speeding up your death!"
"No, digging is the solution…for Simon the Digger, digging never fails!
You grit your teeth, forcing the drill to continue digging. Is it your imagination, or is the drill picking up speed…? Steel continues to speak, Gone to Heaven carrying the radio along silently.
"Listen, Simon, I understand that being sealed in this tunnel is frightening you…but, stop for a moment and think; awakening your Stand has destabilized these tunnels! If you keep digging, you may get caught in another collapse…!"
The earth feels a little softer, but the digging is still hard…you ignore Steel's repeated warnings, forcing the drill to keep going. Even if your stomach is churning, even if the digging is slow…you've been in this position before. You just need to concentrate…!
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Six meters. Making good progress, but the dwindling oxygen supply weighs heavily on your mind.
Still, you've managed to settle back into a proper digging form, so you won't waste as much oxygen…You took a brief break to check if Gone to Heaven was also breathing, but it seems that despite resembling a monkey, Gone to Heaven doesn't need air – good for you, at any rate. Steel's quieted down, but you feel like he's still observing you.
You monitor your breathing carefully, making sure not to pant. You haven't had to manage your breathing before, so you don't know how much this helps, but at the very least it can't hurt.
Knowing that the way back is sealed, it sure is
scary….but you don't have time for that. Back to digging.
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Ten meters. You feel like you've almost settled into your usual pace…but, you have to go faster. Sweat streams down your face as you pick up speed, willing your drill to dig deeper.
"…I wonder if things will be alright this way…" Steel mutters, but you don't hear him.
Steel makes a little too much sense – listening to him will make you
hesitate. You don't want to die to some pile of dirt far away from your village, so for now you've decided to ignore him. To think, the day was so normal before you found this
bizarre radio…
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Fourteen meters. Speeding up was a mistake. A serious mistake.
Your breath is ragged, and your face is grimy from all the dirt. Your mouth is dry, and your tongue feels like sandpaper. By speeding up, you wore down your stamina and are consuming oxygen at a faster pace…you were too impatient. Damn it…!
No, you can't lose focus. It's too late to turn back, and you still have twenty six meters to go…it's a bit hard to tell how much time has passed. People might've started to wonder where you are…well, maybe not. No real family left in the village…and the only friends you have are the Gurren Brigade. Kamina seems to like you for some reason, so he might be worried. Speaking of him, he sure was amazing last time you were stuck in a tunnel…
Somehow, back then, it felt like nothing was
impossible. Like things would be tough, agonizingly tough, but even so, you could still
succeed. What was it, you wonder…? That feeling, that filled your chest with courage and made your eyes shine…the feeling that made the earth soft, and your drill invincible…
Steel's voice interrupts your thoughts, heavy with worry.
"I don't understand, Simon. To not rely on the supernatural is one thing, but in a situation like this, only a miracle could save you now…Simon, do you really believe you can save yourself like this?"
Belief.
You blink in shock for a moment, before nearly doubling over with laughter. "B-belief…! That's a good one, Steel! You reminded me!"
"…Pardon?"
You grin, wiping tears from your eyes. For a moment, your body feels lighter, like a heavy burden is lifting itself from your shoulders.
"I don't
believe in myself. I believe in
someone who believes in me."
"…What?"
You go back to digging, a smile stuck on your face, and now, where your drill goes, you hear faint whispers. A familiar voice, one you hear every day in the tunnels, one you'd almost forgotten…
Dig here. The earth is soft…
Behind you, unseen, Gone to Heaven lowers a hand.
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Reality is cruel.
Were Simon perhaps the hero of an American comic book, he could simply smash through these rocks with ease or be rescued by his friends and coworkers. Were Simon stronger and more durable, perhaps his hands wouldn't begin to rub themselves raw on his drill. Perhaps if the earth was just a little bit softer, he could dig all the way back. And if there was the slightest crack in the stone blocking the tunnel, maybe he would have enough air to survive.
But, the world is ruled by
Reality. Those in dire situations will often perish…
Gravity. You of that blood, will certainly prevail…!
However!
To persevere through overwhelming odds, to rely on a small effort to face tremendous challenges, to never give up when all seems lost…! Surely, those cries, this silent struggle, that defiant smile, surely they deserve recognition…!
The laws of
Reality are cruel.
The power of Gravity is absolute.
But, in this world, there exists a power to aid those like Simon…A power defined by your will, limitless in power and scope! The core of this universe, the greatest ally, the most powerful enemy…
In the Dark, Simon has awakened his latent potential…!
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Twenty four meters.
Your hands sting from the effort of working the drill. You're covered in grime from head to toe. Your breathing is growing more ragged with every inch…
But, for some reason, you feel lighter than ever.
"Simon…kid, I've gotten kind of attached to you already, I'll admit. It's not every day I meet someone with the guts you have. But, at this rate…"
You shake your head. "Steel, I'll make it."
"…Alright. Simon, I'll believe in you. Don't you disappoint me!"
You smile, and continue to work the drill. You wonder why you feel so confident…even for you, sixteen meters in the time you have left is absolutely impossible. You've gone beyond your top speed, and you feel great…but, the odds are certainly against you. They're so far below one percent that the chances of you teleporting out of the tunnel are almost better…
But…
"The odds aren't zero. Just like Kamina said, if they aren't zero…
they may as well be a hundred!"
Then, as if in response to your determination, your drill begins to
glow. You freeze for a moment, captivated by the sight.
"That light, that's…!"
"What the heck…the earth, it's like water now…with this, I can…!"
You glare at the wall in front of you. Sixteen meters to go…but, with this, it feels like you could go all the way back to the village! You turn the drill faster and faster, turning it into a blindingly bright cone of green that lunges forward.
"Like hell I'm dying down here, damn it!!!"
The earth in front of you doesn't so much get dug out of the way as vaporized, the green drill boring through it with ease. It carries you forward, dragging you by the arm into the tunnel ahead. Your body sags with relief as you enter the cave, your lungs filling with much needed air.
"I'm saved…! Wait, what the hell is this thing doing!"
The green drill continues forward, picking up speed and moving straight through another tunnel wall. You try to reign it in, but it only seems to go faster…!
"Simon! You need to cut the flow of Spiral Energy to the drill, you're heading downward now!"
"HOW DO I DO THAT!? Wait, downward!?"
"Yes! If you don't stop soon, you won't be able to make your way back to the main tunnel! Also, this damn monkey can barely keep up with your speed as it is!"
You glance over your shoulder to see Gone to Heaven's cloud racing to try to keep up, green electricity sparking through it. If it were a machine, it'd probably be sputtering by now…Gone to Heaven hoots and screams with laughter, enjoying the increased speed.
That damn monkey…no time to think on that. You try to focus on the feeling of your arm holding the drill…going fast is fine and all, but right now you really want to
stop.
With an abrupt lurch that sends you smashing into the base of it, the drill stops moving. And you begin to fall.
"H-hey! The village shouldn't be here, so—ow!"
You land painfully on a carved stone floor, and Gone to Heaven slows to a halt above you.
"You alright, Simon? The heck is this place, anyways? Looks pretty creepy."
You nod. "I'm fine…er, creepy? What do you mean by…oh."
After taking a look around, you pale as you decide that Steel has made an apt choice of words. 'Creepy' doesn't even begin to describe it…
Strange letters and markings fill a wide room of carved stone, big enough that you'd get winded running from one end to another. In the center, two vats filled with a murky red substance stand dusty and covered with cobwebs. The only source of light down here seems to be your goggles…
However, the worst part of this room stands at the far end from where you are now. Back there, seemingly fused to the stone around it, is a
Stone Statue of a very muscular man…posing? It's a bit difficult to tell in the darkness, but the expression on his face is definitely unpleasant to look at. Turning up the intensity of your goggles, you get a better look at the stone man…
It almost feels like its eyes are following you, for a moment.
…You know, now that you think about it, the area he's fused to looks sort of like a big pillar.
"I guess I'll call you the
Pillar Man for now." You mutter.
"Do you know where we are?" Steel asks.
You shake your head. "No. But, judging from the air, I think I might be able to get back up to the village from here. I'm breathing a lot better, at least."
"Is a place like this normal for your village?" Steel asks curiously.
"What kind of people do you think we are? This place seems to be below our village, anyways. Really odd to find a structure down here, though…makes the mole man stories a lot more plausible, at least. Ugh, I hope they don't have something against eating mole pigs…"
Repressing that slightly horrifying though, you decide to:
[X] Investigate your surroundings more closely.
-[X] Check out the Pillar Man.
-[X] Look at the vats.
-[X] Inspect the room itself.
[X] Just dig your way out again.
-[X] With Spiral Energy.
[X] Talk to Steel, now that you have some down time.
-[X] Ask him why his radio was buried underground.
-[X] Ask him about himself.
-[X] Ask him about Stands and other supernatural powers.
[X] See if Gone to Heaven can do anything useful now.
[X] Write-In.
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