It had been six days since I returned to this world, and 36 days since this madness began...
My body still trembled at the thought of leaving this haven I had made for myself, but I refused to allow the fear within to shake my resolve."Urgh… I stink…" I gagged, after taking a whiff of my odor.Being so preoccupied with learning as much as I could, I spent little time doing anything else. Other than eating and sleeping, my undivided attention was dedicated to learning as much as I could about the System and formulating strategies while preparing for the inevitable time I would leave.After six days of such an unhygienic lifestyle, I needed an intense bath.I brushed my teeth as hard as I could, making sure I got everything right since I would not be doing anything like it in a while.Also, using the water that was left in my bath, after putting enough in my [Subspace] I had a thorough shower.Now feeling refreshed and full of vigor, I picked the clothes I had decided to wear, after saving the others for later.My black hoodie, coupled with faded blue jeans and black sneakers."It's best not to stand out… I don't need any attention drawn to myself" I reasoned.After gearing myself up for my expedition to the outside world, I smiled nervously, looking at my door with dread."I wonder how much has changed" I muttered.Opening the door slowly, the creaking sounds it made caused my heartbeat to rise. Excitement and fear mixed within me as I leaped out of the room and for the first time in seemingly forever, I arrived at my parlor."Classic"Bottles of beer littered the sitting room, and dirty laundry covered the chairs and floor, making the entire room stink.The damp atmosphere caused the air around to be still, thereby making it stuffy. I began to feel hot and uncomfortable, struggling to breathe due to the stale air and terrible smell I had just inhaled."Good to see it's just as I left it"My father wasn't home for the holidays. But the night before, he had made sure to cause a mess in the house after giving me my fair share of spankings and punishment. I suppose one could say I received my Christmas present early.I carefully navigated my way through the room, making sure I didn't trip on any of the bottles around or touch my father's smelly wear.It was a difficult task, but I managed to complete it.The door leading outside my home seemed ominous as I looked at it.>Beep< >Beep< >Beep<I unlocked the door and proceeded to open it, finally leaving my nest of safety.My hands trembled as I slowly raised them in the direction of the doorknob."Get a grip, Damien!" I grunted.Despite how it appeared, I had no choice but to leave this place. My supply of food and other necessary resources was limited. Even if I decided to continue staying here, they would eventually run out. Should that happen, I'd be too desperate to find another source, and that would only lead to recklessness… In a world like this, that could cost me my life!Besides, there was no guarantee for my safety here anyway. I could be preyed upon at any moment and this building may very well collapse at any time. There are too many dangers associated with being stagnant. I have to take risks if I want to survive in this world.I tightly gripped the doorknob and opened up my path of exit.I live in an apartment, so leaving my home didn't mean that I have gotten to the outside world just yet. I still have to pass through several stairs to get to the final exit. I live on the third floor, after all."Second Floor. First Floor… Ground Floor… I have to pass through these to get out of here?" I reasoned.Walking slowly, I tiptoed through the hallway, heading for the stairs. Since I wasn't sure whether there were monsters in the building or not, I had to play it safe.After walking for some time, I neared the stairs and gave a relieved smile."Ah, Thank God!" I muttered in gratitudeI didn't encounter a single monster on my way to the stairs. Perhaps I was too worried-"Skriiiiiikkk!" A strange sound suddenly emanated from the end of the stairs.My eyes bulged as I heard this."Skriiik Skariiik!" It continued."This sound… It's –"Oh no… I celebrated too soon!There was only one thing that could make such a sound… It was a Demon!I was just a short distance from the stairs, so I quickly rested my back against the wall and crouched."Skrrrriiiiikaaa" The sound drew nearer"Shit! It sensed me!" I thought to myself.Demons have an insane level of perception. I thought I was well prepared and adequately cautious, but I was wrong."There's no avoiding it now!" I muttered, preparing to fight it out.I'd really wanted to avoid any direct confrontation this early on, but I'm left with no option now. I've been spotted."[Subspace]" I whispered.My blue window appeared in front of me, displaying its contents to me.I smiled as I saw the one I wanted, proceeding to tap on it hurriedly.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
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