The Reincarnation Story of a Not-So Ordinary Orc

taker-an experience I could only describe as a violation of my

ded to b

ly, both my mother and the ca

teps faded into the distan

na

ace and

pright and glance

every day. Their garments were worn, their appearance was fa

imagine the kind of wor

ctly was the

id, I could make a

er. Assuming my system was correct about my ra

father was pr

were two po

ere treated as slaves. My mother and the caretaker might ha

nother in some sort of mixed kingdom. Perhaps my father was an educat

sses. I had no idea how this w

nd the caretaker's rather barbaric behavio

, wha

ir circumstances have a

about the problems

ith, starting with figuring out

king of

ime to p

the room, where I'd decided to es

studio, but beggars

eat artist had to

k a deep breath, and mental

coming the King of

estore my voc

* Invent t

** Invent

** Invent

der would depend on which instruments I could realistically c

t step was n

a superstar, I needed

yes and took

. Let's ge

future. One s

a simple vo

fa, sol, fa

well. The notes were reasonably clea

tempt wavered

ice cracked halfway

fr

.

idn't h

again, this time paying clos

fa, sol, fa

tt

ect, but

g the auditory equivalent

ll victory, I moved on

y, mah,

ating on how my mouth moved and ho

the diff

ooo

d higher until the final n

ed imme

o much t

tried again, this time stopping bef

bet

all about

ent instrument I remembered, but at least I

orn-or whatever Orcs had in their throats-t

I could do until my b

't mean I could

d hope for the best. Breath control, pitch, r

enty of time

d in my eyes as I conti

he exercises that I compl

els, and practiced controlling my pitch. Whenever my

ing, but strang

tion, I was doing something that genu

o pass in the

another exercise, somethi

fication flas

tained 0.000

fr

.

at the no

read it

ag

HA

TAINE

ALLY D

umped out

legs had been capable of such a feat wi

wasn't

lly earned m

s, and practically begging my system to acknowle

ridiculously small that

ho ca

was

tangible

tification, hoping it wou

th

ura

You couldn't even give m

about to let t

, then perhaps the system rewarded action

t it was the first promi

eh

t self wouldn'

r at myself and s

time, you're sti

laughing at my

Pop was back

sounded like a broken flute, and my fir

merely tempor

direct

could finally begin unlockin

ou wait

Pop is making

olemnly as though I were delivering

hen the dungeo

eee

fr

rway were the caret

them sta

ared

still pointed

.

le

e, soul-crus

O

, n

seen ev

ngle sec

at myself and muttering incomprehensible words with the s

oked like a deranged little gobli

s is

is how

en by a

d by an anci

by sheer emb

exactly what

r bedding, and lay down without s

.

ed of a pr

acting is trul

anted to a

wever, wasn't so

her expression somewhere be

lowered

lted h

mine in

h other for anot

e appro

at are yo

ely took a s

of me, crouched dow

.

y no idea what

ura

speaking slowly as though that would someho

months. Speaking more slowly isn't goi

at her

si

ached down and dragged one f

awing shapes

ought she was

at the marks an

.

ed toward

.

gestured

O

ward, sudden

't just

ng to teach

a minu

to teach me t

es wi

cou

t thought of

o their conversations, but I barely understood a thi

man who spent practically

eh

box does have a

of the marks she'd drawn and

to imi

.

iation was

slightly and

ied

.

tt

no

le appeared

O

get it

itemen

this world, I had a real opportunit

iety outside this dungeon-all of i

discover why my mother seemed so lifeless and

re was a more im

Pop again, I need to learn how to

ack and focused on

ht, chat

verything y