Chapter 57: Welcome Back To Lordran!

Chapter 57: Welcome Back To Lordran!

For the first time in what felt like forever, I woke up without screaming or tearing miscellaneous body parts out. In fact, I feel the most comfortable I have ever been in lordran. Bar the armor.

My sleep was still worse than any I have had on earth but it was tolerable which is something that is very new to me in Lordran. I wish I didn't wear armor so that I feel the ungodly softness wrapped around me better. Then I realized.

What the hell am I sleeping on? And when the hell did my body sleep?

Then I looked up and saw her. Her chin nestled above my head as her snowy white hair cascaded down onto my helmet. Her arms and tail wrapped snugly around me.

Huh, this is the first time(that I remember of, remember MY IDENTITY AND MEMORIES ARE IN SHAMBLES! HNAHAAHA) that I have been cuddled. As the small spoon nonetheless. And to be honest, her beautiful face is the most beautiful and cute thing I have ever woken up to in my life. And this shit was just SO comfortable.

So I made no effort to get out of the rather embarrassing situation of a grown-ass man being cuddled as a small spoon and instead wriggled a bit to make myself more comfortable. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

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...?

Nothing?

All positive thoughts I have had about comfort should've been smothered to death by /voice1/ or should've spiraled into a genocidal line of thought by {voice2} by now. Strange.

But I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Every minute I am not tormented by the voices in my head gnawing on my mind is a goddam vacation to me.

It also seems I have massively, massively underestimated the power of Priscilla. She managed to do something that none other in Lordran could do.

She gave me a night's sleep and managed to shut up 'Armageddon' aka {voice2}. Which is basically the embodiment of my acculmalated anger and indignation toward this vile piece of shit of a world.

Even getting killed more than 50 times over couldn't shut that bastard up. Even fucking ORNSTEIN couldn't shut him up. Yet she did.

Truly terrifying.

Speaking of the devil, she began waking up and let go of me unconsciously to stretch her arms, like a cat(completely adorable). Before reflexively grabbing me once again. Then she realized I woke up too.

''Are you okay now?''

Oh, I'm more than okay, in fact, this is the first time I have felt like anything more than a corpse in the last few years. My only wish right now is that I didn't have the compulsion to wear armor and helmet 24/7. Alas some compulsions are hard to overcome.

''Yeah, thanks Pris.''

Hearing me she tilted her head to the side in confusion.

''Pris?''

Oh right, she is starved of social interaction so I doubt she has much grasp on the concept of nicknames. Actually, I would be surprised if this backward piece of shit world even had the concept of them.

''It's a nickname. Just think of it as a way to affectionately refer to someone.''

When she heard that it seemed like her eyes lit up. And her cheeks similarly lit up in a slight red hue.

''Oh, then I thank thee for the gesture. I am glad to receive such praise.''

She spoke in a tiny, almost fragile voice.

''thank you''

I just hugged her back until she released me. I didn't really try to speak as a few loose ribs stabbed my lungs, and if I spoke that would be too noticeable. After she put me down and calmed down I rearranged my skeleton to put it together and used heal to get myself back into full condition.

After we chatted while we explored Anor Londo night edition. It was... fun. Unexpectedly so. Not the exploration but of seeing her reaction to things. How she approached seemingly everything with innocent curiosity. It just warmed my heart.

I couldn't help but tease her whenever possible. And she always blushed and puffed her cheeks in mock indignation but I could tell she was enjoying it too.

Eventually, though we had to make our way back to the shrine. Or well whatever was left of it. Coming back there we saw a hill covered with grass and a few trees with some makeshift houses and tents.

Apparently, the boys were out hunting some big game while I had my chuunibyou phase and came back to no shrine and scorched land. Which Laurentius fixed with the new pyromancies he taught himself. Honestly, I kinda missed those guys.

Even Patches.

The guys were surprisingly welcoming toward Priscilla. Even Solaire who was a diehard fan of sunlight and lord Gwyn welcomed her into the Firelink camp with open arms. When I asked him about it he simply said.

''Hahahah! Do not worry my friend, all are equal under the grossly incandescent sun! Besides a friend of my friend is always a friend of mine!''

Sun bless you Solaire, you are too good for this world.

Patches on the other hand...

''Boss' mistress eh? What do I call her then? Eh, who cares.''

Apparently, he didn't really care too much about her existence other than her relation to me. Though he seemed to like her being half dragon because, and I quote: ''Anyone and anything that gives those filthy clerics the middle finger gets a plus in my books.''

As for Priscilla herself she really enjoyed meeting new people, though she still seemed to gravitate toward me more often than not. And while they were getting better acquainted I hopped down the hole and placed the lord vessel down.

After that, I made my way back to Pris while thinking about my future plans. But unlike before, with her by my side, things seemed a little brighter than before.

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