Allusionist of Illusionary Recursion

When you join the reincarnation insurance, the percentage of people that order this is actually decent. While approximately 70% seek for safety and peace of mind, the remaining 30 percent choose “moderately balanced life severity” . They choose this because otherwise there’s nothing worth living for, vanity, pride and confidence comes from having successful life experience. It’s easy to say that “It is better to have some danger in your life that you can enjoy.” when you come from an enjoyable life in a developed country. Even choosing to go against adding an “avoid accidental death” clause to their policy, even though there is a huge difference between that world and a modernized and prosperous j.a.pan. Then after being actually thrown into a world into a world with “misery and hard labor” return spouting the exact opposite or sometimes just muttering ” I Don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die.” I think you can see that when humans are actually faced with death that their brain stops working, slowly wasting away with a “Splat”. Even in a situation where a third party is yelling “Quick! Run away!”, it often doesn’t matter because that person is frozen in fear, especially if that person wasn’t trained.

Even the toughest of soldiers cry out for their mother when face to face with death. It’s not surprising that I a mediocre citizen face to face with death also cried and defecated.You know they say that at the battle of Ieyasu, Tokugawa Mikatahara defecated. So in the context of history I’m not ashamed at all, okay. My left arm is missing, shredded in mid-elbow with blood spouting out. A large amount of bodily fluids creates a blood reservoir over the stone floor and because of the low hanging ceiling the stench of blood is even more present. Bleeding to death is imminent leaving not time at all to care about shame or reputation. You don’t have fear of bacteria or poor hygiene if you survive this situation Anyways, I diverge.

While holding onto my stub with my right hand I desperately cry.  It’s important that I receive treatment, but what’s more urgent to the situation is the monster dressed in red armor similar to Yamagata Masakage, chewing on my arm. Whether it’s the so-called werewolf or just a bipedal humanistic wolf, the blood dripping sharp and upright sword and iron breastplate shows that it’s both savage and intelligent. I knew that the monsters here are heterogeneous(Varied, for us less educated folk.) since I read it in the doc.u.mentation. It was also explained orally during the signing of the contract. I myself chose this world knowing full well the danger, but I didn’t know how it would be so horrible. I made a huge mistake.

In the installment plan talents, magic, increased strength, pets and companions were options. I didn’t really think that after being reincarnated I would die so quickly. I thought I could always change it later. That it’s better to save, rather than get an option that’s expensive. Even though the staff recommended that I take at least one of these options over and over. I must of left them thinking that I’m sinfully greedy guy. “Do you really want this plan? Even if there are unforeseen circ.u.mstances that occur, with the plan that you have we will absolutely not a.s.sume any responsibility at all. Please note this, Customers that choose the bare minimum plan for reincarnation are a lot of trouble, we have to meticulously explain that this is not recommended at all”. Anyways my situation is bad. If I die there is no being reincarnated again, at least not one the one covered by the insurance policy. If I remember correctly there was a plan with and infinite loop of different world reincarnation, but just a handful of the wealthy could afford that. So my situation persist, I must escape my predicament on my own.

“d.a.m.n it, don’t come. Although, I wonder why it hasn’t it come yet?”. Did it exhaust itself after sucking down on my arm? That hope is gone  and that monster wolf-man with his blood dripping sword and my arm in his mouth is already here. If you say that my struggle is futile, it’s that struggle that has allowed me to use my right arm to at the very least stop myself from bleeding out already. Somehow I  connect to the emergency line for different world reincarnation subscriptions.

I’m replied with a heartless jingle sent directly into my brain. The support center corresponds to calls directly to the brain and this is how i’m able to make communication between worlds after being reincarnated.  The way to make the call  is by making a certain hand gesture,  there’s a chip implanted in the brain that reads the gesture. This is not a standard feature and is used as an alternative to a stationary machine. I had accidentally made the gesture signalling an emergency contact while desperately running away from the man-wolf. However this is funny. Former world technology should not be brought to a different world as a general rule. It is also prohibited by international law.  During reincarnation the body is reconstructed and technology is checked for and thrown away, this is also where special ability’s are installed. It looks like they made a mistake and I brought technology into a different world?

.The wolf-man slashes with his claws at my right arm the same way he did my left, and just as I was about to  face reality. There in my right arm from the elbow down was the Saibane state of the art prosthesis made from the technology of the current earth.  The epidermis is custom made of t.i.tanium alloy. I’m embarra.s.sed to have just noticed its presence. I had a.s.sumed that I had been completely reconfigure to become flash and blood.  While escaping the impact on the outside, I’m still left with the current situation. Even if it’s just my body, it’s equivalent to bringing former world technology to a different world. Normally if a person using a prosthetic like me died it would be reconstructed back to flesh. Even though I’ve reincarnated to a different world I’m not sure if i’be violated the law. I might have committed a felony. Although not just me as an individual, rather the shouldn’t the management of the reincarnation insurance take responsibility? Shivers run down my spine  thinking about it, but the emergency situation takes precedence.

I can still hear the jingle playing. Support center seems busy today. I drop my pain level using my chip implant with thought control. It’s not that I can’t handle the pain, but I’ll be more calm without it. Since I was surprised it was seemingly more painful than it actually was, as it seems it’s set to automatically withstand pain. I issue a command to begin homeostasis in my left arm, but that too seems to have already begun to be self-repaired by micro-machines. I have decreased sensitivity and motor control as movement of neuron-transmission have been slowed to reduce pain levels. Disconnecting consciousness to the body I begin outsourcing the motor function system to the provisions program.

Starting the fighting operation control application [CYBER KARATE]. AR human body is projected onto the retina, the feet iconography emit red light. My body vigorously stands up and shoves back the claws of the wolf-man with my right hand. “GOOD!” text appear. Ignoring stool wriggling in pants. Calculating optimal fighting style with no options for left arm. The left foot of the iconography is glowing red. Adjusting weight balance between left and right feet. Increased weight on left foot. “GOOD!” text appear. Red light glows from the knees, thighs and right shoulder on the iconography. Accordingly intersecting movements with center of gravity. “GOOD!” “CHAIN!” text appear. Release internal power available. The chest on the iconography glows. “NOKOTTA!” text appear. A direct hit with the full force of my body weight hits the wolf-man, although somewhat dubious text appear. “Hit!” text appear, followed by a pursuit of low kicks to further a.s.sist a right chop. “COMBO!” text appear. Because I move according to the operation a.s.sistance, even an ordinary person like me can be a master of karate easily. By the way, cyber karate is a martial surgery that originated in America.

No way did the wolf-man expect to be suddenly counterattacked. confused from the striking it retreated. Because of the blow from an elbow strike to the pit of its stomach, my left my shot out from his mouth. Immediately after that with surprised eyes it quickly ran pa.s.s me with a big leap, leaving the arm. It was a mysterious movement. Also I wonder if it was comforting sucking on my arm, but it might of just been dog-like behavior. After the reincarnation options a type of mysterious magical force is given. It might of been given just to my left arm and not my right, but I lack the knowledge to further expand on that idea. That kind of thing is doesn’t have anything to do with the insurance plan. I’m confused about this and other subjects, while I need to increase my vigilance. It’s a natural reaction to be scared of the helpless prey that suddenly begun to fight back and  then there’s the troubling situation of being deprived of  an arm. I’m unsure of the medical technology available in this world but if it;s possible to reconnect my arm that’s desirable. I don’t know whether or not I can win If I have to fight any more monsters, or if it’s even possible to escape. Although the wolf-man was surprised to be suddenly attacked, I guarantee the next time I fight my opponent won’t be. That being said the only thing I have to defend myself is cyber karate, I have never received any type of training. There’s also the matter of not knowing the strength of the wolf-man or anything else that comes my way.

Suddenly in front of my eyes without any hesitation, the wolf-man that had run away appeared out of the blue. So quick, but I was stunned for a moment and made a gracious getaway as it chased me in a hurry. It didn’t slip from the pool of blood and urine running through the pa.s.sage. The amount of blood flow horrified me, but fortunately it never reached a fatal dose.The stone pa.s.sage is thin and narrow and not so long. looking ahead I can see that there’s a three-way junction. Running while unb.u.t.toning my shirt with my right hand I run down the left side pa.s.sage. I must think of a way to initiate a possible counterattack against the the wolf-man waiting around the corner. My shirt quickly became soaked in blood. I should throw out my shirt, the wolf-man will mistakenly taking it for me and that will be my chance  to fight back. I throw it out and according to gravity it falls to the floor. Apparently, it seems to take no notice of the surprise missile. While looking around with my hand on my chin I noticed something. There’s n.o.body. The place I was reincarnated to seems to be a labyrinth. the path I escaped to might actually lead me to more wolf-man. The wolf-man that had been chasing me with full force has given up on looking for me and despite its failure  carried off my left arm with little regret.  At this point I had not choice. The wolf-mans nature helps me in the end. I give up on taking back my left arm. While thinking that I realize my arm right arm is stagnant.I have to take off my cloths, wipe the urine and blood away with the tissues in my pocket. The stool caked in my underwear is a little soft and it became drenched due to me running around. To wipe that off with the few remaining tissues I have would be difficult. Unable to bear with the unpleasant smell, i toss the dirty tissues, underwear and pants to the corner of the pa.s.sage. With the dirt on my a.s.s and legs wiped clean, i used the last of my tissues. My stump of a left arm which is covered in dirty blood is being rapidly covered with a scab due to the actions of the biological micro-machines, causing the blood to nearly completely stop bleeding. It’s tied with a handkerchief, not very clean, but it’ll do for now.