《The Game of Life》 Chapter One: The Culling Chapter One: The Culling ///POV: 1st Person\\\ ¡®Oh shit oh shit oh shit!¡¯ I heard loud footsteps from the people behind me, so I urged my legs to move just a little faster. But it was all for naught I had been giving a good chase to the three teenagers behind me for some while now. That stupid hag had gotten her fucking grandchildren to chase after me. ¡®She just had to come home right as I was nabing the bread.¡¯ It¡¯s not like she needed it anyways she was practically already six feet under. This whole situation I¡¯m in is just one big shitfuck. Rounding the next corner I hear the teenagers yelling and laughing, they were happy. Who wouldn¡¯t be? Now when you turn in a criminal now you get two weeks free rations and electricity for a week, all for the price of one starving boy or girl''s life. A jokes aside nowadays it¡¯s hard to come by those things if you didn¡¯t have a job in the government. I can practically imagine hear their thoughts, I¡¯m free food in their eyes, I don¡¯t judge them though. I would do the same if I were in their position, most people would even turn in a baby if they got food in return. I round another corner only to see that it was a dark alley way. Hearing the teenagers loud yips and footsteps behind me make me realize I have little time left and I sprint down the alleyway. *Bang* ¡°Wha-, the fuck was that.¡± I had unknowingly ran into a dumpster that was placed at the end of the alleyway. I realized this was probably where the alley ended right along with my grand escape to. Laying there I heard the three teenagers walk down the way while yipping like hyenas who caught their prey. ¡°What an idiot!¡± ¡°Stupid kid you ran down the body dumpin¡¯ alley way!¡± ¡®Now that I think about it, yeah this is where we put all those dead people who didn¡¯t qualify for a ration share...like me. Ha, if this is where I ended up I could¡¯ve taken a right and made it onto the main road. The place is practically get away city with all those homeless people crowding the streets.¡¯ ¡°I do mention a very appropriate place for your capture.¡± ¡°Fuck off, your stringy bean lookin¡¯ asses couldn¡¯t make it in this world if you tried.¡± I said as I took a huge mouth full of the bread, munching as noisily as I could I watched there shadows get bigger and bigger as they got closer. ¡°You best close y¡¯ur fucking mouth little boy. We can bring you to the Police in whatever state we want to you best remember that.¡± Said the biggest one in the middle as he reached down and lifted me with both arms. Bringing me up to see his face I saw that his eyes had sunken in and his cheeks looked deflated, clear signs of malnourishment or the ¡®sickness¡¯. We call it the ¡®sickness¡¯ ¡®cause no one knows what it is, we just know everyone who got it dies. Looking the teenager in the eyes, I spit the food I had kept in my mouth all over his face causing him to drop me onto the ground with a thud. I tried to run away but the two boys catch me at the entrance of the alleyway and throw me to the ground. ¡°You done messed up now idiot.¡± A smirking girl with patchy hair said ¡°Yeah, no one messes with the Rhett family around this part of town. You should know that dumbass.¡± This guy looked even worse than the two before, he had no hair and was missing his pinky and ring fingers. The whole family has the ¡®sickness¡¯ for christ¡¯s sake. ¡°Who the fuck is the Rhett family?¡± I try to buy myself sometime but I feel and extreme pain explodes all over the middle of my back as Rhett, I think, sends his bare foot directly onto my spine. ¡°FU-fuck, arghh.¡± I started writhing on the ground in pain and Rhett order his other two companions to beat me up. I tried to to grab at their legs but they stomped on my arms making me bundle up in the fetal position. Their feet came down like a torrent on my body, I tried to plead for mercy, but the words couldn¡¯t form as blood filled my mouth. Tears and snot choked me up as I tried to gasp for a breath. After what felt like eternity Rhett looked me in the eyes said something I couldn¡¯t understand. He lifted me up by my hair and smashed my head into the ground. Thank God, it¡¯s over. Thank God, I finally get to die. I probably should have just killed myself a long time ago anyways...Thank God¡­ ... ¡°...h...hahy...hey...kid...hey kid! Open your eyes I don¡¯t got all day. You¡¯ve already been here too long I gotta bring you to the ¡®gallows¡¯, or my boss will be pissed .¡± I slowly open my eyes, but quickly squint them as a bright light invades and successfully destroys my pupils. If you¡¯re wondering my first thought during this occasion, well it was ¡®fuck i¡¯m alive¡¯, my second thought happened to be ¡®oh wait i¡¯m going to the gallows.¡¯ I was also curious about how the man in front of me had electricity, but quickly came to the conclusion everyone comes to. The government. That is what we call them, but in reality all they do is deal rations and keep the majority of food, medicine, and power supplies all to themselves. No one can complain because if you do you¡¯ll head to where I¡¯m going, the ¡®Gallows¡¯, or rather what we call it, death camp. It¡¯s where all criminals end up, no matter the crime big or small, you just go there to die. And no one can do anything to do about it, we¡¯re all too worried about our stomachs to care. Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. A place with no food but the rotting bodies beside you. A surprising number of people would kill a person because they were so starving that they resorted to cannibalism and wanted something fresh to eat. At least that¡¯s what I¡¯ve heard through the junkies who had distant family in the guard regime. ¡°Hey kid get up we have to go. And don¡¯t even think about running away I¡¯d catch you easily in your state. Those boys sure did a number on you, I honestly thought you were dead at first. I get up only to fall short after, my whole body was in intense pain and it almost made me cry out in pain. Somehow I managed to get up after a minute of intense grunts of pain. ¡®This is fucking shit, why can¡¯t they just kill me now. Why the fucking ¡®gallows¡¯?¡¯ I thought knowing very well the government would never outright murder someone, even in an apocalyptic scenario. They see themselves as humanitarians helping to save the human race, they think the meager food they give us is enough while they gorge themselves on all the good stuff. They think the camps they made are helping the human race as a ¡°Whole¡± because they¡¯re lowering the population and reducing crime. Of course the death camps don¡¯t include any of them either, their reason for that, that¡¯s the funny thing. They never gave one. Oh and have I mentioned almost ninety-nine percent of the government positions are now passed down generation to generation, no elections are held. Ever. ¡°Okay kid here¡¯s the bus you¡¯ll be taking, one quick tip for you, mingling with the other convicts is not recommended.¡± ¡°Ah fuckoff, I wouldn¡¯t want to talk to those shitheads anyways.¡± I say trying my best to sound tough, but a my hand was basically vibrating it was shaking so much and the policeman saw through my act immediately. ¡°Yeah, yeah kid. You know it hurts me to do this to a kid, but it¡¯s not like I have a choice.¡± ¡°Of course you don¡¯t because who needs free will, who needs courage, who needs common fucking decency for life. Clearly not the people of the world I live.¡± ¡°Get in the bus kid.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t have to tell me twice, my life was over the minute I was born, why should I care if I get raped, murdered, or starve to death.*cough* *Cough*¡± I taste the metallic taste of blood on my tongue. ¡®I probably have some internal injuries now. Fuck.¡¯ Pulling myself up the bus I get up to see a bus driver with a crooked smile and a bunch of solemn faces. Making my way to the back I find the seat in back to be open and I sit down, only to quickly fall asleep. ///One Week Later/// I lay on the ground staring to the sky, along with many others all of us are too tired to move, even to moan out in pain. My body is emaciated to the point where one could see all the bones in my body. And I feel I am reaching my limit¡­¡¯finally¡­¡¯ ¡°Hello People of Earth, I am the messenger! Please call me Mes, or I¡¯ll fucking murder you . I have been ordered to start the ¡®Culling¡¯ of Earth XD, I know pretty amazing right. Almost every planet does it eventually, it is really in fashion this time of year. What! You don¡¯t know what a Culling is!? That¡¯s simply no good, no good at all! Well to put it simply it is when I kill a shitload of you guys to lower your population d:. To this I choose random categories and if you fit in that category you win! Guess what the prize is! Yup it¡¯s DEATH . Okay at first I¡¯ll start off with the categories most people don¡¯t fit in and slowly grow more broad and vague! For your own benefit I hope you die!!! Here¡¯s the first category folks...Birth Defects. Congratulations people with birth defects you¡¯re the lucky winners¡­<3.¡± I suddenly jerk awake and wonder about the dream I just had, ¡®I¡¯m still not dead huh?¡¯ Oh well I just had to wait a little longer...I lay down and start sleeping again because it is the only thing I had energy to do. Little did I know at the time, but everyone had the same dream as me, and this dream kept his word. /// People over two hundred fifty pounds. Congratulations people over two hundred fifty you¡¯re the lucky winners¡­<3.¡± /// Murderers. Congratulations murderers you¡¯re the lucky winners¡­<3.¡± /// Age 50 and older. Congratulations people age 50 and older you¡¯re the lucky winners¡­<3.¡± /// Sickness. Congratulations to the people with any sickness you¡¯re the lucky winners¡­<3.¡± /// People born July and up. Congratulations to the people born in the month July and up you¡¯re the lucky winners¡­<3.¡± /// And finally lastly but most definitely not least people whose name starts with the letter ¡®N¡¯ and up. Congratulations to the people who has the letter ¡®N¡¯ and up at the start of their name you¡¯re the lucky winners¡­<3.¡± /// ¡°Hello my unlucky survivors D; I have a surprise for you, the real Revelation is starting now and you get to have your own individual job. It will be cool at first, trust me I¡¯d know I¡¯m a cool dude, but it will get much, much worse over timeT_T. Especially if you don¡¯t kill the demons because we will have to kill you for no good reason at all. A worker that does not work is not needed in our industry. The big boss is soon going to release the demons on you and it¡¯ll be your job to farm their gems :p. Doesn¡¯t sound so cool anymore huh? Also if you don¡¯t kill them you will not be able to get a promotion, and if you don¡¯t get a promotion how do you expect to be classified as a good worker. That¡¯s right you¡¯ll be murdered even if you do work a lot just don¡¯t meet the quota. Also be sure to gather the gems dropped from the demons you kill, you¡¯ll need that to pay for your food and water. That¡¯s all I have to say to you guys for now. I¡¯m sorry to say but you guys are the losers < / 3.¡±
Congradulations You''re Hired!
You have been promoted to your first Job: Intern Executioner
Chapter Two: First Day on the Job Chapter 2: First Day on the Job ///POV: First Person\\\ ¡°I...I¡¯m not, why am I not hungry anymore? Oh right I just died, next question! why the fuck do I have a big blue box floating right in my fucking eyes?¡± I try to look around, but the blue box follows my eyes and won¡¯t leave. ¡®Jeez this thing is annoying!¡¯ After a few minutes I give up and let out a sigh while falling to the ground. [Too Close A Job Box Think Happy Thoughts. We Want Our Workers To Start And End Their Day In A Good Mood] I proceed to remember the time I died as it was the happiest moment of my life. ¡®I¡¯m sorry box dude, but I never applied to work for whoever, or whatever you are.¡¯ I realize I must look weird talking to a screen and look around only to see dead bodies everywhere. Wait did I not die??? I think I¡¯m still at the camp, maybe I¡¯m a vengeful ghost. I knew death camps were bad but I honestly did not expect this. Like God damn, how can people treat other people so badly? ¡°So, um, what¡¯s my job? I do have a job right? You said I¡¯d be working.¡± [Your Job Is To Kill Those Whom You or Me Deemed Need To Be. That¡¯s the gist of it anyway. That¡¯s why your job title is Executioner...Pretty Lame I Know] ¡°You¡¯re right that is pretty lame, mostly because I don¡¯t want to kill anyone. Also you think you could order me to kill anyone just because you told me to do so, right? What if I don¡¯t wanna kill anyone? I don¡¯t want to kill anyone not for anything but my own reason.¡± The dumbass probably thought I was gonna miss that ¡®You and Me¡¯ part. Fucking shit for brains. [You should just Do your job kid. You know what, congratulations you¡¯ve successfully talked back to your manager on the first day, therefore you get extra work. Clean up all those dead bodies around you into a pile and burn them. An Executioner¡¯s gotta at least has to cremate a body if it is executed by him or someone else.] ¡°Jeez, so hot tempered. what happens if I say no?¡± [Did you miss the entire Orientation? You Die. Just like all those people I killed around you.] ¡°Oh. Well okay then asshole!¡± [You have an hour to complete the job] ///About 30 minutes Later\\\ [Kid do your job, or you''re gonna die.] ¡°That¡¯s the point dumbass.¡± [What are you suicidal?] ¡°I guess you could call it that. I have a question. When a new blue box appears what happens to the other box before it.¡± [It gets destroyed.] ¡°Cool.¡± [...] ¡°What?¡± [Orders from HQ. I can¡¯t believe I have to give the ¡®speech¡¯ to my first client. I hate this speech!] ¡°If you hate it so much why don¡¯t you just get it over with then? Just get through it quickly.¡± This guy is very relatable, he hates making speeches, I hate talking to others in general. We have so much in common. I¡¯m getting to be one depressed sack of shit huh ? I can¡¯t believe I used to want to be a hero. What embarrassing times. [Okay¡­first day on the job speech: play, 3, 2, 1. ¡°Hello there fellow co worker, my name is Tim. just in case you¡¯re wondering, yes I love working day and night too! But wait a second! This says here that you have never worked a real full work day in your life. You must be new! That is just fantastic. Let me give you the lowdown for work and how everything works. First and most importantly check your status, to do this think of something you could do to work better. Do you see a blue screen with your name, job, and stats on it. Great! Now look in the top left hand corner just under your name, you should see something that says ¡®intern¡¯, now look just below. Good job I can tell you¡¯re going to succeed you¡¯re such a good listener! You should see a single star and nine other empty star slots. You need to fill all those slots with stars by the end of the month! Or you die...but hey that doesn¡¯t really matter all too much anyway! To get a star you have to complete ten tasks. When you fill all the slots you get a promotion, for example: A person who is an apprentice knight completes all his tasks he gets promoted to a journeyman. When you get promoted you get an ability and stat improvements, but that is only because your workload becomes harder...I mean more exciting! If you check the ability tab on your status you can see your current ability. To do this think of the coolest person you know, and ponder how you can become just like them. You are first level, so no stats improvements by the way! Well I gotta get going, Bye! Have a great day.¡±] ¡°Great job blue box thingy, you just made me read the most I have ever had in my entire life.¡± I gotta say though this whole status and job thing is pretty cool. Is it worth living for though, possibly. I guess I just need a good reason. [No questions about your status or anything?] ¡°Oh I was just thinking about that! I have two questions, what¡¯s the ability for my job? And secondly why the fuck is my strength 1.5! Like I know I was just on the verge of death for about a week, but shit! I thought I was pretty well toned for a young starving boy such as myself.¡± [First answer is to check your ability tab. And the other answer...you really need to get a good look at yourself man. You are literally only bone right now, the only reason you¡¯re even alive is because you got a promotion aka hired and your hunger bar automatically refills.] I look up and down my body. Yeah I literally was skin and bones, you could even see the veins that were deep beneath my skin. My body looked so frail I was honestly afraid to move, I thought my paper thin skin might rip off. I¡¯m surprised I haven¡¯t gotten sick by now with my body being so weak and all. ¡°Yeah I guess it is time to check my status.¡±This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. [Hurry up you¡¯ve only got eighteen minutes until you die because you didn¡¯t complete your job.] ¡°Oh yeah I forgot, I have to cremate all these bodies if I wanna live...oh well I guess my ability will decide whether I live or not because I don¡¯t think I could move all these bodies if I wanted to. It better be something cool and useful or else i¡¯m not waiting for you blue boxes to kill me.¡± To open my status I think of how I need to work on my personality, and think that I could work on that by being more social. I could totally become a better worker by doing that.
Name: John Str: 1.5 +3 Psy: 0
Job: Executioner Int: 5 Lck: -1
Rank: Intern Wis: 3 Shop Tab
*00000000 Dex: 1 Abilities Tab
¡°Okay now time for the important thing, my ability.¡±
Abilities:
"Slightly Less than A Loser" (Think about why your favorite superhero is so great to open Desc.)
Sub Abilities: N/A
Desc. Slightly Less Than a Loser: Description of Ability: You do not even possess the strength of a Total Loser, we thought you might need this strength to be able to move properly. Voted most likely to die during the revelation by council.
¡°Yup okay, fuck this shit kill me now!¡± [You still have 15 minutes, I¡¯ll even make it so you don¡¯t have to pile up the bodies. Come on this will look bad on my record. Your ability isn¡¯t so bad you got more strength.] ¡°...¡± [...*Sigh* Okay so your ability is the worst I have ever seen, but I still believe in you. Mostly because if you fail I get fired, but the rest of my hope is purely for your sake *crosses fingers*] ¡°I think I¡¯m gonna try to complete this task. Also when you right ?rosses fingers* in text it isn''t so secretive as you might think.¡± [Cool.] ¡°Yeah I¡¯m gonna go do that.¡± I guess I¡¯m just in the body burning mood right now. Looking up to the sky I feel a soft breeze on my neck and I shield my eyes from the bright sun. There were clouds out today just like always. I look around to see many dead bodies scattered everywhere and the big white building where all the guards stay. It was funny though, the guards protecting the door were dead. Now that I look closer everyone is dead. Why? You know what. It doesn¡¯t matter. Looking down to my feet I see a decomposing body and jump up in fright but quickly calm down. ¡®I could¡¯ve sworn I saw it twitch. How the hell am I going to get rid of all these bodies? How am I going to cremate them? ¡®I guess fire would do the trick, but how do I start and make a fire big enough. Thinking for a second a grin quickly covers my face. This was going to be fucking awesome. ¡°My plan is perfect, just perfect!¡± I make my way through all the bodies on the ground trying not puke while I feel their decomposing bodies beneath my feet. I had already felt a few brains mush beneath my toes, and I could feel bile rising in my throat. A lot of people would call me insensitive because of me desecrating the dead bodies of these people. But death has been, and always will be a way of life for me. Life and death that is it my superb virtue of how to go about living. Yeah it never made much sense to me neither. Believe it or not all these dead people here can¡¯t even compare to the slums I lived in back home. Over-population does not work well with tight spaces and a massive lack of housing if you were wondering. The death count per day per every ten miles is about five. To make it that much worse, just like our garbage, we don¡¯t have any place to put the bodies. All the landfills are full so the people are either somehow buried through the enormous amounts of layers of asphalt and concrete, or left to rot in the streets. Lets just say the later is the majority when it comes to a homeless person''s choices. Therefore if you think I give a shit about dead people you are a little pussy ass bitch and that is final. Finally making it to the shed I started to heave. I travelled over about a football field of dead bodies to get here and even with the extra strength from my ability I was still exhausted. My body was just simply to frail. If you cut me open you¡¯d probably only find dust. Probably. I see the thing I was looking for in the back and I go to grab it. [You have five minutes left you better hurry] ¡°Crap I lost track of time!¡± Grabbing the thing I was looking for I run outside. The thing I happened to grab is what the guards use once a month to clean up all the dead bodies. Basically it looks like a huge pump action pesticide shooter but it has gasolene in it instead of the conventional bug killer stuff. There it a lighter gun taped to the end of the hose where the gas comes out just in case you need to light something up, or wanna do a cool party trick for one of your guests. I look around and start pumping, it takes a few seconds but gas starts leaking out and then spraying onto all the bodies. I run around as fast as I can spraying all the dead bodies I can. I was starting to get winded, but as I look ahead of me and to the side of me I start to speed up. I didn¡¯t have time to slow down. I only had about three minutes left. My lungs are burning and my left ankle won¡¯t stop clicking for some reason, but I push forward. I finally reach the last segment and I spray gas on the bodies, ah finally sweet bliss, no more running for this guy. Now all I have to do is light them on fire. ¡°Oh shit I better get clear of all these Gasoline ridden bodies before I light them up¡± Why the hell did I not think about that. Shit I need to sprint or I won¡¯t make it in time. Looking around I found the gate of the compound and started to sprint to it at my maximum speed. Which apparently was not a lot because I was running slower than turtle with a broken leg. [Times up kid. I can¡¯t believe I had to contact the boss because of you. I worked hard to get you this chance kid. Be grateful]
Demons are arising, this time in the form of a tribe called the ¡®Deaduns¡¯. Kill all of them successfully to keep your job. You can not gain any Experience toward your Stars for this mission
¡°Shit that can¡¯t be good!¡± I pick up the pace running towards the chain link fence gate at full speed. Which unfortunately was still not a lot. I whip my head around and see a bunch of the bodies rising. Their faces and bodies were terribly malformed and some of them were missing limbs. ¡®I¡¯m so screwed.¡¯ I feel tons of hands grabbing at my feet as I squash the zombie like bodies beneath my feet. ¡°Zombies, really! Could you not come up with something more original. Will you guys lay off my feet!¡± These things were constantly biting at my feet, but I was stomping them in the face before they could actually bite me so I was not gonna become a zombie anytime soon. I see the gate still about one hundred eighty two meters away, and I could hear the groans and grunts of zombies running behind me. ¡®I thought zombies couldn¡¯t run!¡¯ I trip a little as I run but quickly get back up again and I hear a zombie chomp right past my ear. They were within touching distance of me now, these guys were seriously fucking fast. Oh wait, I¡¯m just extremely slow huh? The gate was now within forty two meters now and the zombies were grabbing at my shirt. I coughed up blood a few times now and I honestly am contemplating jumping into the horde to kill myself. What can I say though, work is work. Finally reaching the chain link gate fence thing I jump up onto it. Putting my feet in between the gaps between the steel I climb higher until I am at a safe distance from the zombies. I rip off the hose attached to the gasoline pump machine on my back. The I rip the lighter gun off of that. I fumble to turn on the lighter and I feel a bead of sweat slowly roll down my face. I start hanging off of the fence and extend my hand outwards towards the zombies. I find a nice and wet one that was drenched in gasoline and reach out further toward it. I feel my arms stretching as far as they could and I start to yell out in pain. ¡°Just a little fucking...further!¡± The lighter finally reaches the zombie and next thing I knew my entire world was flames and death. I watched thousand of bodies burn to death...I mean they were more dead, they screamed out in pain and I felt the skin on my feet slowly burn off. ¡°Ow!!!¡± I jump up to the top of the fence high on adrenaline and hop down feeling my knees crunch beneath the twenty foot drop that I just made. I look over to the burning mass of zombie flesh and bones and say the first words that came to my mind. ¡°See you in hell, motherfucker.¡± Chapter Three: Deadman Wonderland Chapter 3: Deadman Wonderland by Jinsei Kataoka ///POV: First Person\\\ You ever do something so amazing, so perfect that when you look back at your life you¡¯re like ¡°Shit this just has to be the coolest thing that will ever happen to me.¡± Well that is currently one of my emotions. All the other emotions are screaming words like ¡°Shit. Fuck that hurts. Why didn¡¯t I just kill myself like I said I would!¡± I lay face down on the ground inhaling dust with every breath which just has to be unhealthy, but I am way too tired to get up. All my limbs are numb and I feel like absolute ass. Even my fucking neck muscles feel weak, is my brain just that big!? I swear I can feel a spider crawling across my back but I can¡¯t fucking scratch the right spot. Why God, why! I¡¯m just gonna take a nap, fuck this shit. ///About four hours later\\\ I wake up to the smell of zombie flesh permeating the air, and I gag a little from it but then use what little strength I had(I mean this quite literally)and push myself up so I could look around. By now there were only a few scarce fires scattered across the zombies in the compound much unlike the man made biohazard I made before. Me and the compound were now separated by the chain link fence I climbed over after I lit the zombies on fire. I look behind me and see a road running the direct opposite direction from the entrance to the compound. It looked like it went on forever and farther, I couldn see it touch the horizon but not any farther. I release a long sigh ¡®That is gonna be a lot of walking.¡¯ The road and the compound on all sides was surrounded by desert deterring any of the prisoners to even try to escape. The desert didn¡¯t even have the occasional cactus anymore because cactus had water held in the center of their body. The government didn¡¯t want to let a single one of the so called ¡®trash¡¯ escape. ¡°I am seriously fucked.¡± [I know right, what did those Deaduns ever do to you. I told you to kill them but damn. You know the difference from Zombies and Deaduns is that Deaduns feel pain and Zombies don¡¯t. You probably didn¡¯t realize because you passed out, but they were screaming for about two hours before they finally had the sweet release of death.] ¡°Oh, cool. Well at least I have a way to tell if they are dead or not now. I guess you could say I¡¯ll be the one running when I hear those Zo-Deaduns hollering.¡± [Hey I¡¯m not gonna be able to talk to you anymore after this because I already helped you too much as is. I even got you extra time so you should be grateful to your superior. You totally would have died without me. Anyways here is the last part of the introduction to your workplace. Hello there fellow co-worker! I hear you completed a job, but didn¡¯t do it on time, so you don¡¯t get a promotion star. Sorry! But you do have a chance to use your shop to get food, weapons/ammo, accessories, and household appliances! Yay! All you have to do is acquire gems off the dead bodies of the mobs. To acquire the gems all you have to do is take them from where the mobs heart would be! Isn¡¯t that just amazing! I¡¯m sorry to say but not all mobs have gems D; so be sure to check all of them. Mobs despawn after two days just so you know! Think of someone you would like to kill to open the shop! Have fun] ¡°Do I have to check all of them *ugh*!¡± [Check all of the mobs, gems are important! I have to go now kid boss is calling me. A few last words of advice kid...Listen to the heaven''s lessons or else it will cloud your sunrise.] ¡°Um, okay. What does that mean though?¡± [Bye, kid.] ¡°Bye, I guess¡± I wonder what¡¯s going on with him, but quickly shake out of it. It wasn¡¯t really the time to ponder something like that. Right now I just have to put my foot down, grit my teeth, and loot the fuck out of those zombies. *Guuuurgle* Yup I was still starving. My lips have chapped over already from dehydration, I¡¯m sure I¡¯ll die eventually if I don¡¯t drink water soon. I have not eaten or drank anything in about a week and two days, so I must have broken some sort of record. My stomach was starting to crunch up in pain so I quickly ran to the fence. I needed to get over this fence to get gems for food. I start climbing up the fence and feel the cold wires slowly digging into my fingers. I keep on climbing but my fingers start to bleed. I never knew climbing fences could be this hard. I try to go further, but my arms start to get sore, curse my 4.5 strength! I keep on going further but my entire body starts to creak and make weird popping sounds everytime I move. I slowly move up, but then I lose my hold and fall down. *Thud* ¡°Fuck! *Wheeze* *cough cough* *Arhh*¡± I had fallen flat on my back and had gotten the wind knocked out of me for the first time in my short life. I thought I was dying for a good minute until I started to breath again. ¡°How the fuck did I ever even make it up there the first time.¡± I said weakly as I look around from my spot on the ground for a different way in the compound. My eyes scan the area until I find the small box room with the switches and stuff the guards use to open the gate...I am a complete shit head aren¡¯t I? I got ahead of myself and forgot the automated switches that open the fence. ¡®Fuck me. Seriously God, just kill me now.¡¯ I get up slowly and walk over to the box room. I peer into the small area through the windows that make up most of the walls, and see all the switches. All of the sudden out of the corner of my eye I see something jump up. ¡°Holy shit.¡±Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. I fall back and see a Deadun furiously scratching at the windows while making loud weird groans. ¡®It must have gotten stuck in their after it transformed into a Deadun¡¯. I quickly get up and find a rock of suitable size. The Deadun was now pounding at the window even harder until it actually started to crack. Wasn¡¯t that stuff bulletproof? I think about running, but where would I go? I¡¯d have to come back here anyways; those gems are my only access to food that is actually within walking distance. I guess this means I¡¯m seriously fucked. I wish I had my makeshift flamethrower but I used all the gasoline already. The Deadun finally makes it through the glass but falls as a result, and lands outside the box face down on the ground just like I was a few minutes ago. The Deadun¡¯s face landed squarely where all the glass it broke landed, so its face must¡¯ve been ripped to shreds. Suddenly a green bar above its head appeared and a miniscule amount of the green recedes revealing the red hidden behind it. I see the name Deadun hovering above the green bar. I don¡¯t take my time to think about these things and quickly rush the Deadun as fast as my slow body can carry me. I reach the Deadun and lift the rock as high as I can over my head and smash it into the skull of the Deadun. A semi translucent blue screen appears in my peripheral vision as if not to get in my way, but also just enough for me to read it¡¯s words.
Critical hit to the skull 10 Damage done
The box appears and disappears as quickly as it came and I start smashing it more. A grotesque hand quickly reaches up to my arm and tries to yank me down into biting range for it¡¯s mouth. I fall forward a little bit being carried by its unsurprisingly strong grip. I shuffle around trying to regain my balance while trying to punch the Deadun¡¯s arm but I couldn¡¯t generate enough force to break it¡¯s grasp. I see its mangled face look up to me trying to snap at my legs and send a fast kick to its nose. The Deadun lets go of my arm and quickly reaches for its nose while screaming out in pain. I had forgotten they could feel pain. I reach across the Deadun¡¯s body and grab the stone I previously used to bash in its head with. I start hitting it in the same spot on the back of the head again and hear a crack. The zombie suddenly jumps at me, and I react as fast as I possibly could by jumping backwards. I see the Deadun scramble to get up and I feel my arm pulsing with pain that lingered from the Deadun¡¯s grip. I start running away as fast as I can but the Deadun is way faster than me I knew it was going to catch up to me fast. I let out the most ferocious scream I could and turn to face the Deadun. I see it prepare to bite me and I jump towards it as fast as I could. I land on it while extending my right arm holding the rock upwards. It chomps onto the the left nape of my neck and I yell out in pain. I bring down the rock against the spot I hit before and I feel it crash through the Deadun¡¯s skull. I see a notification pop up this time in my vision. I feel the Deadun¡¯s body relax and realize it died. I don¡¯t feel any relief just unending pain extending from my neck.
Congratulations! You have killed a Level 1 Deadun!
You killed a mob in such a...a primal way? So you get the sub-ability Animal Instinct!
You Are Poisoned by the Deadun¡¯s bite, buy a Deadun¡¯s Antidote in the shop to cure the poison''s effects!
¡°Wha-the fuck happened to me.¡± I start feeling lucid and sway where I stand. I look down at my hands and they look as if I was seeing them from a dream, they were shaking and swaying in odd waves. ¡®I have to act fast!¡¯ It was odd because I felt like I could think way clearer than I have ever been able to before. Like I was a person reading a book another time and already knew what was going to happen. I think of a Deadun and how I want to kill it to open the shop and I search for a search bar but don¡¯t find one. Instead I just think of the antidote and it appears in front of me.
Deadun¡¯s Antidote: Cures all Deadun¡¯s poison when ingested. Gems needed: 15
¡°Fuck!¡± Feeling my body slowly loose the little strength it had I run over to the box with all the controls. Flipping all the controls until I finally open the gate. Running inside I start going to all the bodies and dig through their chests to where their heart would be. In my lucid state I could not smell or feel anything and my fingers were going numb, but I knew I needed to get 15 of these gems quick. ///Thirty Minutes Later\\\ I can not feel either of my arms and all my veins have turned a deep blue color, but I somehow managed to acquire the gems needed. I don¡¯t really know why I¡¯m working so hard to survive. I must be an idiot or something. I think of the president of the world Anthony Dem and the shop appears in front of me. Then I think of the antidote...
Do You Want To Buy This: Yes No
¡°Yes.¡± A bottle materializes in my hand that has turned blue completely. I slowly lift the bottle up to my mouth and bite off the cork I take a large swig. ¡°I don¡¯t drink to forget. No, I drink to remember." ¡°Ba ha ha, I make myself laugh in front of my worthless livelihood.¡± I convulse and pass out surrounded by the bodies of the thousands of Deaduns I killed.