My body quivered, trembling with an unfamiliar sensation, a disconcerting numbness spreading through my limbs like a silent, creeping storm. It was a moment that hung in the balance, teetering between survival and demise, an instant that would decide if I could find my place in this world, or be discarded like obsolete flotsam in the face of an era that was alien and daunting in its savagery.
"As a rational person, should I fail to kill a Demon during our first encounter, what hope could I possibly harbor to explore the chaotic world that lies in wait beyond these walls?" This grim realization sank like an anchor in the sea of my thoughts.With an unwavering grip, I clutched the sharpened metal rod that was my only line of defense, a pitiful shield against the brutal realities of my existence. With measured movements, I tilted the rod, aligning its razor-sharp edge towards the direction of the ascending staircase."Skraakiiiikk!" The eerie sound resonated in the cavernous silence, the dull tapping noises created by the abominable creature as it trotted up the staircase amplified until it was so close I could sense its powerful, insatiable lust for blood. The world around me seemed to hold its breath.Gulping down the anxiety that had crept up my throat, I willed myself to stand firm. "I can do this, I can do this!" I repeated to myself, summoning every shred of courage I could muster.Suddenly, the first grotesque limb of the creature made its appearance, its monstrous foot landing on the platform of the third-floor hallway. It resembled the limb of a feral beast, complete with enormous toenails and an unsettling, slimy brown color.Before my brain could process the horror before me, another leg followed, the creature's body gradually materializing in my field of view. Frozen, paralyzed by a chilling fear that threatened to devour my resolve, I could only watch as the Demon unveiled its true form.This monstrosity, while being no larger than a child, boasted a height of barely two feet. Its gait was hunched, and the creature's grotesquely long arms nearly grazed the floor as it moved. The eyes, almost bulging out of their sockets, appeared monstrous and bloodthirsty. Sharp, elongated ears sprouted from its large, bald head which would intermittently tilt as it skulked around."Griiiik…" The guttural sound filled the air as the creature looked in my direction, tilting its head curiously. With an ominous grin, it revealed its sharp, deadly teeth, a thick, grimy saliva oozing from its large, cavernous mouth.[System Alert][Danger]Suddenly, a red status bar flashed into existence, an ominous beacon identifying the peril that lay before me.[System Information]- Name: Hell Kobold Spawn- Level: 2- Race: Demon (Lesser) – Grade: 1- Age: 29 days[Stats]- HP: 12/30- MP: - -- Strength: 9- Agility: 30- Vitality: 10- Intelligence: 1[Status Condition]Please leave comments to support me. Thanks!
With a resonating "Skrreaeeek!", the cavernous hallways of the forsaken edifice reverberated with the guttural cries of otherworldly creatures, malicious echoes snaking their way through the labyrinthine pathways that had once offered the promise of escape. But it had become glaringly clear that the maze now only led to dead-ends.An eerie realization dawned on me, chilling me to the core yet oddly sparking a determined resolve in my heart. There was no path for flight, no possibility of escaping the hellish scenario I found myself ensnared in. The only victory lay not in evasion, but in confrontation. I had to suppress these demonic creatures, overpower every single one of them lurking within the decrepit walls of this forsaken structure. It was a daunting task, to say the least, but one that could not be avoided. The only way to gain an upper hand was to anticipate their attacks, strategize against their strengths and weaknesses, for my resilience against their unexpected onslaughts
The gruesome squelch of monstrous flesh under force echoed throughout the confined hallway, marking yet another victorious battle against a wave of demons. "Skriiiiikkk," the creatures wheezed, issuing their final, feeble death cries as the life seeped out of them.I surveyed the bloody aftermath, an odd sense of satisfaction washing over me. "This marks the third wave," I gloated, casting a scornful look at the pathetic beasts now lying lifeless at my feet.As if in response, an unexpected message rang through my mind, a voice both alien and intimate simultaneously.[You Have Leveled Up][You Have Leveled Up]My eyebrows lifted in mild surprise. Leveling up twice in quick succession? I had expected a more substantial boost, given the formidable opponents I had just laid low.The slain demons were a group of three, and each of them held an impressive level. One was at Level 6, the remaining two at Level 5. Considering my level was at 4 when I killed them, I had been hoping for more e
An earsplitting wail erupted, the horrific sound slicing through the air as the demons leapt forward, their bodies crouched, ready to pounce on me. It was a hideous sound, one that echoed the darkness and despair that had consumed my existence. Without a moment's hesitation, I voiced out, "[Subspace]!" The word, a command to the unknown, pierced the air like a beacon of hope in the suffocating despair.As though materializing out of the fabric of reality itself, a shimmering blue window appeared before me. I reached out, extending my hand towards it, aiming to select an item from the list that displayed itself before me. However, even as my fingers neared the translucent screen, I felt a sudden and overwhelming crunch. One of the monstrous beasts lunged at me, its gnarled fangs sinking deep into the soft flesh of my arm. The immediate pain was piercing, the beast's sharp fangs gouging out a chunk of my skin, its teeth burrowing into my flesh with ruthless force. The agony was almost
It was amidst the buzz of cosmic energy that a golden-hued interface flickered into being, its luminescent presence serving as a beacon amidst the tumultuous chaos that had so recently gripped my existence. The inscribed details on its screen revealed the stark reality of my current circumstances and the significant progress I had made since my last ordeal.Before the debacle involving a menacing swarm of demons, my experience had peaked at Level 6, and now, having ascended four levels during the fray, I felt a surge of expectation ripple through my being. The lure of greater prowess, reflected in the numbers on the golden panel, was a tantalizing promise of the potential growth that lay within my grasp.[STATUS INFORMATION]- Name: Damian Stark- Level: 10 – Exp: 10.30- Race: Human- Job: None- Age: 16 Years- Sex: Male- Height: 5” 3. – Weight: 115 pounds- Alignment: Chaotic Neutral- Karma Points: 100 – (G) Karma Points: 10[Stats]- HP: 600/600- MP: - -- Strength: 140- Agili
"Jackpot!" My heart throbbed with exhilaration as I surveyed the sight before me. The apartment I had stumbled upon, formerly inhabited by an unlucky soul, was much neater than anticipated. Everything was meticulously arranged, offering a contrasting image to the grim realities of my own living quarters.The stranger’s home was similar in size to my own, with two well-kept rooms. Still, it bore no resemblance to the house I grew up in. Life had a way of playing tricks, and this seemed like an unusually lucky draw in the lottery of this apocalyptic world.Opening the fridge, my eyes widened at the variety of foodstuffs. From a copious amount of meat and fish to eggs and veggies, it was fully stocked. I couldn't suppress the smirk that crept onto my lips, "This guy certainly knew his nutrition."A dozen bottles of milk stacked together caught my eye, and without a moment of hesitation, I seized one. Twisting off the cap, I downed the whole bottle in a few satisfying gulps. I let out a s
The control panel of my 'Gift'— a supernatural ability bestowed upon me—glowed azure as I browsed through its settings. Before me, the panel displayed the 'SubSpace Edit' menu, summarizing the core statistics of my Gift: - Current Rank: F - Current Level: 1 - Total Amount Of Slots: 10 Cost For Edit are (G) Karma Points.' My current balance? A mere 10 points.Intriguingly, despite the countless hours I'd spent at the Sacred Hall, I'd never come across an option to edit the core features of my Gift. Should I change the Rank, which would redefine its essence, or just the Level? Increasing the Level would most likely expand my SubSpace storage slots, yet keeping it in the same Rank would limit its overall potential.Considering the cost of (G) Karma Points for each edit, this was a decision of utmost gravity. My pool of Karma Points had remained stagnant at 10, even after nine hard-earned level-ups. The panel didn't specify the cost per edit, making it a risky gamble. After wrestlin
"Alright, Damian, just breathe," I quietly admonished myself. My words echoed in the deafening silence that surrounded me, bouncing off invisible walls that only I could perceive. I could feel the tension coursing through me, threatening to override my logic with fear and panic. I knew I had to counter this with tranquility. So, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and let the cool air slowly fill my lungs. I held it for a moment before exhaling, feeling my tension partially dissipate with the expulsion of air.In the throes of my current predicament, it was easy to fixate on the uncertainties, the potential perils that seemed to lurk around every corner. It was easy to feel overwhelmed by the weight of things I couldn't control. But I knew that surrendering to this fear was not productive. Time was my ally, and I intended to use every second wisely to come up with a strategy to navigate the myriad challenges that loomed ahead.I forced a semblance of positivity i
"Let the games commence," I declared, as a rush of adrenaline coursed through my veins.In mere seconds, propelled by my significantly enhanced agility and speed, I crossed the desolate hallway, landing at the staircase in the blink of an eye. A glance around revealed the vanished remains of the slaughtered monsters; the system had efficiently eliminated their bloodied carcasses, turning them into demon cores and assorted artifacts. As a result, even their spilled blood was being absorbed into oblivion.The staircase was devoid of any creatures. I made haste, descending to the third floor and soon found myself on the second level."This will be a true test of skill," I muttered under my breath.I found myself confronted by a teeming horde of Demons. I stepped cautiously into the wide hallway of the second floor, and instantly, dozens of creatures fixed their malignant gazes upon me, baring their sharpened fangs threateningly. An initial estimate s