I tried to put out of my mind what happened with Lucia, I didn't want to have feelings for her. I was facing an imminent battle in less than two weeks, with the lives of other users at stake. I was left with only two difficult choices: survive for a week or eliminate ten users. The emotional burden was overwhelming.As the sun rose over the horizon, tinting the sky with golden and orange hues, I headed towards an abandoned warehouse. Every step I took echoed in the air, reminding me of the gravity of the situation I was in.A strong smell of rust and dampness greeted me as I arrived. It was evident that this place had been abandoned years ago and ransacked by desperate people in search of treasure. The heavy, oppressive atmosphere enveloped me, reminding me that I was not the only human being who had passed through there in its abandoned state.Cautiously, I entered the cellar, feeling the dusty floor beneath my feet. My senses sharpened as I thoroughly inspected the surroundings, loo
Surprisingly, I felt an explosion from one moment to the next, the ground shifting, my body shaking from the impact. The explosion had caused the structure of this warehouse to move. Dust spread everywhere and my vision began to blur, but the sensation of pain spread throughout my being. Dirt covered my face and clothes. Apparently it was the downstairs where I was.I moved towards the nearest stairs and saw a kind of fire caused by the explosion, amidst mists of smoke and dust. There, prostrate on the floor, lay two users, their bodies twisted in the last breath of agony. Without hesitation, the survival instinct took control of my mind. I fired swiftly towards both, annihilating their existence and reducing the number of threats standing in my way of liberation.In the blink of an eye, a notification flashed on the screen of my device.(Two targets eliminated)Each kill was more reassurance for me. My wounds slowed me down and made my aim difficult. However, there was no other optio
Without resting, and with bandages in hand and wounds treated, I arrived at the place where Lucia told me we would meet, I had to help her for her mission, even if I was not in condition. The only thing I did was to modify my stats to speed up the healing of my wounds. I chose salamander healing.She was in the hotel looking at the horizon. When I arrived she was very angry. She had a gun on the table, she didn't hesitate to talk to me."You survived, but you arrived very badly, you could shoot me, for your slowness.""I'll try to get a little better, I haven't recovered yet."She was very serious, I didn't understand why, but I sat down on one of the chairs.My hands were bandaged and it was difficult for me to grab a simple glass. I had to use my other hand, however, Lucia kept talking to me."Are you mad at me?""You only called me to tell me about the mission and you didn't wish me luck, or give me instructions for anything. That was very cold. I may not be your boyfriend, but I a
The deafening roar of the explosion left me dazed, disoriented in the darkness that enveloped me. For several minutes, I crawled on the rough, dirty floor, unaware of what was going on around me. However, as my vision cleared, I spotted a trail of blood that seemed to be the way to go. My instinct urged me to follow it, until I finally found the subject who was the target, badly wounded. I did not hesitate for a moment to put an end to his life, convinced that it was the best thing for everyone. Harold, without a doubt, would have made him suffer in the worst possible way.I unloaded two accurate shots into his body until the system gave me the notification.(Target eliminated)Sharp pain seized my knees, punished by the constant rubbing against the rough ground. Despite the blood I was losing and the wounds covering my body, nothing stopped me. I could not allow Harold to carry out his threat and harm Lucia.However, in an instant, Harold appeared, holding a metal bar which he used t
I returned to the city of Georgia, I was a little tired from the trip. My body ached, the regeneration ability cost a little energy. I still had time to do the daily mission and not have any problems, but I was hungry and I felt weaker and weaker.I had a pen that I bought in a store and I wrote to people so that they would understand me.My life would change again. Now I had to manage a lot of companies and endure the stress and comments from other employees of their companies, especially the one I worked for. I was just waiting for that man to give me advice so I wouldn't make any mistakes.There I started to think about my ex-partner, now he would go crazy and ask me for more money. Maybe he would try to take some of what I had. Although none of it was mine. She would try to take it from me to spite me, but it would be a waste of time because Lucia's lawyers were very professional and would win any case.I went all the way to the shower in that place. I turned on the faucet and the
I went to a shooting range to distract myself, the smell of gunpowder filled the air and the sound of gunfire echoed in my ears. Frustration was taking hold of me as I watched my bullets miss the target again and again. Centimeters of distance separated my target from victory, but my aim was failing dismally. The shooting range was almost empty, only a brave few ventured into that challenging place.An overwhelming sense of despair washed over me as I looked at the stats and skills the system offered me. My body was fit, with decent muscle mass and stamina. However, my skill with weapons was disappointing, and my previous missions showed only failures and disappointments.[Statistics]Muscle mass 45Strength 40Endurance 30Intelligence 82Weapon proficiency 15Position 230[Mission statistics]Eliminated users 10Targets eliminated 3Completed missions 2Rules broken 2Number of times punished 2[Skills](Sniper vision)(Movement calculator)15(Strength of Hercules)(Salamander regen
That same night I got on a plane to do my mission of the week. Again my target was a policeman. They usually ventured into dangerous places and usually blamed the bandits they found there. However, I no longer felt as safe as before. The increase in my level and the knowledge of the missions I had done aroused some fear in me. The daily missions no longer bothered me, I did them early in the morning to avoid forgetting them and not having the pressure to do them before the time ran out.On board the plane, I felt tense and on edge. I was beginning to understand the level of stress Lucia endured as she went about her missions without showing signs of weakness. I wondered what she had done to avoid having to complete the daily missions. The question arose in my mind as to whether it was possible to eliminate those missions altogether.Uncertainty and anxiety gripped me as the plane moved toward my next destination. I knew that every step I took increased the risk and the possibility of
I awoke abruptly in the midst of a deafening tumult. The din of voices filled the corridors of the hotel, like a dissonant chorus of nonconformities and complaints. Curious about the commotion, I got out of bed and crept to the half-open door to discover the source of the hubbub.As I peeked in, my eyes were met with an unexpected and threatening scene. Two individuals were having a heated argument. They were people with disturbing tattoos on their faces. It was evident that they belonged to some shady gang.Instinctively, I closed the door slowly, while my mind worked on how to quickly complete my mission and escape from that oppressive place. Although I was in an unfamiliar city, I had a clear conviction that I could not afford to harm innocent civilians, as the consequences would be severe and the system prevented me from doing so.I lay back on the bed and turned my gaze back to the system that had been provided to me. I longed for more information about the man I was to confront.