"Do you remember what happened this time?"

Math shook his head.

Stolt nodded, "You need to control yourself. That's what brought about your death this time, plus, if you keep doing this, those other Angels will come and try to drive you further into madness. So keep sane, for everyone inside you, and those who love you, alright?"

"Hah!"

"Hm?"

"Those who love me?' Nobody, fucking cares!"

Stolt shook his head, "That isn't true."

"Why would they? Someone so fuckin' weak!"

"Calm down and collect yourself. You-"

"Fuck you!" Math slammed on Stolt's desk, "I'm fucking crazy, alright! I'm well fucking aware! Plus, look," He showed his arms, "I'm so fuckin' flimsy! Like, what should I do, huh!? Last I tried, they killed me! What should I do!?"

Math fell back into his chair panting, his pants transitioning into hysterics.

"I'll fucking eat them all! I'll eat 'em! I'll eat you! I'll eat whatever fuckin' else is in me," Math snapped his finger, "I'll even eat those Angels you mentioned! I already ate that stupid ass serpent! Why can't I eat everything else in the process!?"

"The serpent let you eat it. You didn't accomplish anything," Stolt shook his head, "See, the serpent wants you to go mad. And since you did, he accomplished his goal."

"What are you even talking about?"

"I'm saying, that - that time in that cave, the serpent let you eat it. He finally drove you to a maddening starved state so he let you feast on his very being since he got what he wants. He pushed you over the edge and he's trying to do it again!"

"Shut the fuck up! I did it myself, okay!"

Stolt shook his head, "We should move on."

"No, no! We won't move on, I did it by myself okay!? I earned it, right, right!? Yo-you... you're just trying to fuck with me. Y-you just want to take over. You want Math," He pointed to himself, "You want me to die! But you have to bring me back since when my body dies, I'm bringing you all along with me! So you want to kill the source!"

Stolt shook his head again, "Do you remember when you were a child... you tried helping someone? I believe it was someone very important."

"Don't fucking chan-"

*****

Made a variety of traps a few miles away from the Goblin camp and am currently making sure that my gun is loaded for when I begin moving in.

I made sure to bait a good amount of Goblins into the traps I made. They were tiring and helped build my physique more so I'll make sure to do it more often.

I've often found it hard to overpower the Goblins in terms of strength, at least completely since I'm able to somewhat fight back which allows me an opportunity to strike whenever there is an opening. Though I don't really have direct confrontations very often.

A small group of Goblins notices me, running at me at full speed before some of them fell into a trap, some avoiding it by jumping out of the way.

I fired my pistol, blowing one of their heads out, blood spilling onto the ground as its fingers kept twitching periodically, one of their eyelids hanging low as another eye happens to be popping out of their skull.

I noticed that the other Goblins who didn't fall for my trap started regaining their composure, beelining it to me.

I ran away, charging my pistol all the while, making sure to make it harder to follow me by walking over harder terrain that would need a bit more careful consideration to traverse.

I stopped at some point, hiding behind a tree, watching them run at me.

I quickly brought my charged pistol close to my chest. A Goblin sprinted straight at me, attempting to stab me before getting their jaw blown off by my pistol.

The Goblin fell to the ground, grasping at its jaw before dying of blood loss, the other Goblin looking at me with shock, running off before I could do anything to it.

I returned to the trap that I made where the other Goblins fell into it, watching as they claw and climb up the hole.

I took out a shovel, a one with a sharpened edge, slamming it onto one of the Goblin's heads as they tried escaping, watching as their eyes rolled to the back of their head, blood trailing down their face.

I placed one foot on its head, pushing on it and pulling the shovel out from it.

I put the shovel back into my pack and fired one shot into the hole, taking a chunk of one Goblin's shoulder.

The Goblin screamed, the other one attending to him medically while trying to avoid the corpse of their comrade.

I waited a bit, charging my pistol once more, firing into the hole again, and taking a chunk of the other Goblin's back.

I repeated this strategy a few times, making sure to take out any stragglers that might notify the rest of the group.

I distanced myself from the Goblin camp, trying to create my rope strategy once more.

After a few days, I managed to collect enough rope, sneaking to the ravine once more and throwing the rope down into the abyss.

Sliding down the rope was a whole different challenge altogether so I made some makeshift gloves to grab onto the rope better.

I grip onto the rope, sliding down slowly, making sure that I'm not going too fast or too slow.

A small ledge leading into a small cave could be seen, so I slid down to it and entered.

This'll lead me further into their base of operations.

I could see the torches of a couple of Goblins coming my way.

I put on a black cloak, wrapping it around my body and pointing my pistol at a bend in the hallway, waiting for them.

They turn around the corner and I fire into one of them, putting a hole in their neck.

The other Goblin panics, attempting to run away before I quickly grab onto it, stabbing it multiple times in its neck, covering myself in its blood.

The smell permeated my body and became distracting after a while, so I took a few herbs and spices from my backpack and mixed them together to create a different aroma, rubbing myself with the makeshift deodorant.

I attempted to drag the bodies away from the spot on which I killed them in, interrupted by a few reinforcements.

Luckily my pistol had been fully charged once again, quick charging and tackling one of them, blowing their jaw out the back of their head before using a knife in my offhand to try and cut their throat.

The Goblin reeled back, sweat visibly dripping from their face as they prepped to call reinforcements.

During those few seconds, I slipped my hand into my back and tightly gripped the handle of the shovel I had, swinging it into their neck and cutting them off only a millisecond after they started screaming, blood spreading across the weapon as the Goblin stiffly attempting to take the shovel out from its throat. One eye twitched and its neck visibly tensed up before it died then and there.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I once again start moving the bodies into a safer space, cutting them up one by one into smaller pieces.

I take out another bag from my backpack, place the pieces of flesh and bone into the bag, and throw it over my shoulder, glancing up at the rope.

I make sure that the bag wouldn't be able to fall off as I grab onto the rope, pulling myself out from within the ravine.

I found my food for the day.