Femboy_Novelist

A martial artist with a foul mouth and wild attitude has been reincarnated...buck naked in a cave that is. Why has he been reincarnated, why isn't he human, and why is his dick out? Find out as he explores this new world! See if he finds pants! Seriously, why doesn't he have pants?


[Disclaimer!!!]
As many of you may know, this novel is on hardcore hiatus and waiting on a reboot. Which I'm starting to do, I promise! It's gonna be in third person, it's gonna be better written and all that shit. It's gonna take me a lot of time though. I'm just one dude and I'm both really lazy and depressed. That said though, I really hope you enjoy the book. And check out the spin off!

Unfortunately, Reincarnated.

Glorious gods above! One kick! One fucking kick and this behemoth killed the buck!


I knew I should've been paying more attention to him, I thought it would be okay..after all he seemed to be semi-docile and got the gist of what we needed from him. But then while we were deciding on whether we could afford the energy to fight and then haul the deer back, this big bastard ran up and broke every rib it had and snapped its spine in two with a single kick!  


"Yorlund, we can't keep this blood thirsty freak around!"


"He's right, Yorlund. What if he suddenly decided to kick a pedestrian like he did that deer?"


Who cares if he does this in a village, as long as he doesn't do it to us! If he was smarter I could just out right ask why he did that but...


I looked up at the humongous Ripjaw, the blank stare I get in return making my hairs stand on end.


Yeah, that's not happening this freakshow is making me want to shit myself...


"Alright, Olaf just put the deer on your shoulders, we'll let the big guy hold the bea- and he's already got it.." The Ripjaw has already lifted the bears remains on his back, staring at me with a 'Did I do good' type face.


Well, at least he gets the gist most of the time...


After that incident the walk back to the village was relatively uneventful, we were lucky enough not to come across any more monsters or animals, but then the real shit show came.


Was the first thing we heard when we got back to the village. After all, Ripjaws are rare out this way and the big fella is probably the biggest Ripjaw ever recorded to date. Long story short it took about an hour to get the village folk to calm down and even longer to get the cowardly vilkage chief to come out and give us a proper notary of accomplishment for killing the Forged Iron Bear and the Soft Iron Deer.


After that though it was relatively smooth sailing, we got the big guy a new loincloth that actually covers his crotch and he has so politely decided to accompany us all the way back to the city and the hunters guild branch there.


Isn't that so delightfully peachy? Just fucking great.


The Troublemaker