This world was a good world to fish.
After picking up the rod, Alaric laid on the bed. He wasn't feeling up to doing something today. He was tired and his ass hurt like hell.
"Might head down later for some food….." Alaric thought. He was still very tired, and felt unproductive.
Alaric was in bed alongside the rat. He decided to do a personal reflection.
"I'll personally reflect…." Alaric thought.
"You know what, me too…" The rat thought. Many people say this, but rats are pretty smart. They generally know what's going on some of the time, so they were capable of self reflection.
Alaric's reflection:
I need to confront my personality….. I've been boring so much of my life, and now that I'm pursuing Esoteric Fishing I need to plan ahead. Fate can't be controlled, what will happen will happen. Whether or not I live or die, or am successful or not is ultimately up to fate.
What am I living for? I'm living for fishing, and for life itself. I just want to be happy, and want to fish. After being boring for so long, I really just want to do something exciting, to make a way in the world.
But my success isn't certain. What is certain is how much effort I can put in to achieve my future. I need to dominate.
What about friends? I'll need those eventually… I have the rat, I think we like each other… everyone else I've interacted with is someone interacting with me for business.
I want friends. Whether that be to further my goals in money and fishing, or just for fun… it would be nice.
What about that worm person? We share a profession, and we trust each other reasonably… maybe after we meet for them to take meat off of me again I can ask if we can hang out together.
Fuck, I don't want another half pound of flesh removed from me. That hurt like hell…. Should have got it done in one go.
My best friends right now are the rat, my fishing rod, and my machete. What a squad. I'm like two hallucinations away from going to an asylum.
Damn, what's actually with the hallucinations? There was the one in the carriage, and then the one in the town coming out of my eye…. They probably mean something.
Probably has to do with whatever I fished up before.
I feel like the curse is more serious than I think it is… It's not a great sign that an ominous fish appeared overnight on the rod. I'll ask worm person when I see them next.
ZZZZZZ (Alaric falls asleep again)
Rats reflection:
This guy is kind of a loser.
No friends, no job, no wife, not that much money, no good fish to his name.
But, he feeds me. So he's chill.
I feel like there's something up with him.
I'm a rat so I don't need to worry about stuff like that.
Everything should turn out right for me in the end….
I just need to meet a nice female rat.
Now that I think about it, we're kind of in the same boat… All of my friends are dead and I have no girl, not to mention no money to my name.
On top of that I'm mooching off of this guy.
We're more similar than I thought.
I'll stick around.