Reborn In Another World As A Spirit Familiar

I suddenly found myself in a meadow. The last thing I remembered was seeing Jukhan running towards me before I sank into a shadow.

"Are you alright?" [Nakros]

Then there was this guy. Some blue horned guy that claims to be my senior disciple.

"...What does it look like?" [Solace]

I lifted my arms, only to scream internally as I saw how not-normal they looked. Also, it hurt. A lot.

"Oh… Let me help you." [Nakros]

Raising his hand, he started chanting.

"O' kind and gracious. Bring mercy to this lost lamb. |Middle Cure|." [Nakros]

A small light washed over me, causing my arms to slowly bend into strange directions before returning to normal.

"...Ew." [Solace]

I stared at my hands with a somewhat disgusted look. It wasn't that they looked weird or anything, it was just the feeling and sounds of them being fixed.

"...Is there something wrong?" [Nakros]

"...Nothing." [Solace]

Even though he was all nice and stuff, I was still a bit cautious.

"By the way… Why do you have cuffs on you?" [Solace]

Nakros looked a bit confused, that is until he realized he had chains on him.

"These? Well, I broke out of prison." [Nakros]

Great. Now I'm stuck with an escapee.

"How did you get out?" [Solace]

"I followed Jukhan. After he got caught, he remained in prison for five years. After that, he suddenly decided to break out." [Nakros]

"...You make it sound so casual." [Solace]

Nakros gave me a look as if he wasn't sure how to explain it.

"It was pretty casual. The guards never knew he was so strong." [Nakros]

("Well that's weird.") [Solace]

I found it strange that someone so strong was placed in a prison incapable of containing him.

"Then what are those chains for? If he's so strong, why doesn't he just take them off?" [Solace]

"He can't." [Nakros]

"What?" [Solace]

Nakros lowered himself to give me a better view of his neck.

"Look here." [Nakros]

Tugging a little bit at the collar, it appeared to be stuck to his skin.

"Upon entering the Robar Prison, they seal a portion of our power into these chains and cuffs. If we try to take it off, we'll most likely die, or lose most of our strength." [Nakros]

I was taken aback. It appeared this world was a bit more hardcore than I thought it was.

"What did you do to be put into that prison?" [Solace]

"..." [Nakros]

Nakros opened his mouth as if he was going to answer, but he closed it again.

"I would tell you, but I feel that you would look at me another way." [Nakros]

To be honest, I was really curious after he kind of hyped it up like that. However, I thought that would be insensitive of me.

"Does Master know of this?" [Solace]

Nakros laughed.

"Of course. In fact, he was the one who threw me in there." [Nakros]

"Eh?!" [Solace]

Well that was a surprise. I didn't expect Master to be so cruel to his own disciple.

"In any case, I've taken up a bit too much of your time. I should take my leave." [Nakros]

"Huh?" [Solace]

A shadow appeared beneath Nakros' feet, and he began to sink in.

"Oh! I almost forgot." [Nakros]

Summoning a rift beside him, he stuck his hand inside.

("He's doing this while sinking…?") [Solace]

There wasn't much I could say other than it was an odd sight.

"Found it!" [Nakros]

Yanking his hand out, Nakros tossed me a white crystal. It was shaped into a cube and fit in the middle of my palm. Strangely, it felt comforting to be in my hand.

"What's this?" [Solace]

"You could think of it as a way of contacting me. Just break it when you're in danger." [Nakros]

I looked at him with a puzzled look.

"Why are you doing all this for me? Don't you hate Master for throwing you into prison?" [Solace]

"To be honest. No. I'm glad." [Nakros]

He had a melancholic expression as he sank. It was also the moment I recalled something I really needed to ask.

"Wait! I have a question!" [Solace]

"Oh, too late. Ask Master when you see him." [Nakros]

He must've thought I wanted to know more about his past, but Nakros was dead wrong.

"I wanted to ask-" [Solace]

Before I could even start with my question, the shadow ate him up. Thus, I was left by myself in a meadow.

"...I just wanted to ask where I am…" [Solace]