*CRuUuUnCh*
A sound that doesn't make sense confuses my ears. Back when the world had electronic speakers, sometimes if you put two of them next to each other, they'd pick up the vibrations and generate a horrible noise, feedback. This sounds almost like that. An awful, squeaking, two pieces of chalk pressed together in the most horrible way. It takes me an unusually long second to find the source because it seems to be coming from multiple places at once.
"MsHabUnnACH!"
Gibberish. That's what it is.
When I see what's causing the noise, I instinctively reach into my coat and take my cleaver out. The crack in the blade is reflected by the jagged moonlight as I stare down the impossible creature in front of me.
I've seen all manner of System Monsters and undead before...but you...you are something different!
It has this strange haze surrounding its features. Like I'm staring at its body through blurry glasses. Though it seems almost human, this thing is tall. Much taller than me at least, a giant amongst mortal men. The head tilts curiously, but it seems all wrong, more like how an owl might twist its neck than any actual person. As it considers me, a five-fingered hand reaches out as if to pull me closer for inspection.
*Kacha Kacha Kacha*
The air between us two beings which should not exist begins to twist and fragment. Cracks of white light shatter space in strange and incomprehensible ways I do not understand. For some reason, perhaps it's all the time I've spent alone, I don't instinctively avoid the danger, though every instinct should be screaming I'm under attack. It takes the shout of someone else to break the spell.
"Watch out!"
Sierra's shout makes time to start move again. Briefly, I realize that my Basic Prescience skill did not activate. Normally whenever I'm in danger it would alert me ahead of time and give me more time to react. However, as I roll out of the way, it's in real time, the System is not assisting me.
*KACHA*
The white cracks in the air reach where I was standing a second ago as the blurry man-like figure clenches its freakishly long fingers into a fist. The smell of the atmosphere changes as the air flashes in a bizarre series of explosions. I'm not chemist but even I can tell that this isn't right. It's as if everything in the space I was standing is being shredded from existence. A soundless cracking noise, like someone compacting glass in a vacuum, sounds. Then I raise my nose and sniff.
Nothing. The smell of the trees, of the snow, even that of cold air. It's all gone.
Staring at the footprints in the snow where I was, I notice that a layer of powder has been completely removed from existence. Wrinkling my nostrils, I give the blurry figure a dirty look.
So, you would have done the same to me if I hadn't moved huh? Want to kill me?
"N-N..." I try to speak, but my mouth muscles are still not ready. A pathetic noise comes out instead of my thoughts. Now I'm mad.
"What is that?!" Seirra alerts the rest of the party and no one understands what they're seeing. However, I am close enough to see what the System defines this strange entity as-
Lvl.??-999 MobGLiTcH
MobGlitch? Level -999? What the hell is that supposed to be? I've never seen a negative level before!
When I come up from my roll, the creature is glaring at Sierra as she runs to my side. Or at least, I think it's looking at her. It's kind of hard to tell with everything blurred out like that. A spear suddenly appears from nowhere.
