The Red Plague: A LitRPG Trilogy (The Last Warrior of Unigaea Book 3) by Harmon Cooper

Author:Harmon Cooper [Cooper, Harmon]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Boycott Books
Published: 2017-12-13T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven: A New Page in the Book of Time

“Let me help with something,” I say once we reach the campsite, which is situated on a small plateau about twenty yards from the makeshift road. The trees in this part of the Western Splits dip into the road, vines hanging from limb to limb.

Poor Lothar has had a hell of a time moving through the terrain, but he hasn’t complained any about it, nor has he said anything about carrying me or any vexations he may have experienced.

“Relax.” Sam yawns and stretches her arms over her head. “The day is young.”

“Really, Sam, let me help out. I can hunt, um, move things around.”

“Move things around?” Sam laughs as Lothar sits, using the plateau as a back rest. The big giant yawns loudly, and not a few moments later, he’s snoring.

Wolf moves next to me after I’ve sat, and rests his head on my lap. He looks at my injured arm and back to me.

“Don’t worry, boy,” I tell him as I read the side of the potion. “Cherry Apollos, huh? Heard of this brand?” I ask Sam.

“Can’t say that I have.”

“Must be off world.” I take a little sip and nod. “Fuck, it’s pretty good.”

+96 HP!

Sam crouches next to me and examines my arm. As she lifts it, a frown forms on her face.

“Don’t worry,” I tell her, “I’ll be okay. Just need to drink more potions. Maybe I’ll do some scavenging for an herb that can take care of this. At least until after we deal with Broken and Florin Talonas.” I shake my head. “This is stupid, you know. We’re riding south when the real problem is north.”

“You can’t fight a source code bomb,” she reminds me.

“Clearly, but there must be something I can do. The Obelisk wouldn’t have chosen me if that wasn’t the case. She wouldn’t give me this.”

I place my hand on my chest, over my scar.

Last Warrior.

“It says Last Warrior,” I tell her, “that’s what it says.”

“I know. And I wish she hadn’t given that to you. It’s gone to your head.”

I wave her concern away and start petting Wolf. He stares at me longingly with his blue-green eyes, my biggest fan.

“He’s a good dog,” I say, trying to change the conversation.

“A good dog with a stubborn owner.” Sam’s Book of Time materializes before her and she turns to one of the blank pages.

“Sam, I told you no.”

“And I told you it’s not your choice. I want to make a contribution to this book, and this is the contribution I’ll make. Now, rest, cuddle your puppy, close your eyes, and think about whatever it is you think about when your eyes are closed.”

“Lots of things,” I tell her. “I think about lots of things. Chicago, Unigaea, past experiences, plans – I’m human, all these things are part of me.”

“Good, do that, human.”

“Sam.”

“Oric.”

“Cyn.”

“Eric.”

I laugh. “Fine, do what you will.”

“I always do.”

With that, Sam turns away from me, her Book of Time open in her lap. She skims through a couple of pages, her eyes flickering across the text.

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