《Surviving: The Change[Dropped]》 Phase One: Day One Phase One: Day 1 ¡°Tom! Turn the tv down!¡± My mother yelled to me. I pretend I don¡¯t hear her, it¡¯s better that way. Not like she¡¯ll do anything about it. Always telling me to take out the trash when she already sees it full, or telling me to wash the dishes that she messed up. I¡¯m not your damn slave woman! How about you come up here and turn the tv down yourself! Yeah, let¡¯s not tell her that. She already took my game system away the last time I talked back to her. Hpmh! No wonder dad left. This woman is just too much! Do this, do that. I sigh to myself as I continue watching tv. As long as she doesn¡¯t come up here, I think i¡¯m fine. Right? Right!? Grabbing the remote that¡¯s next to me, I flick to another station. Boring, boring, stupid. All these damn tv shows and nothing is good. God, the world we live in and you would think they could make something half decent. I flick to another station only to find a woman running from a man. Wait¡­ those are ten men! Interesting, I wonder if they¡¯ll¡­ yeah¡­ I was totally wrong. A spear went right through her back. You would think they would have some fun with her first, but that wasn¡¯t the case. Oh, there is another one. No, make that three of them. Two males, one female. They are hiding behind a bush while covering their mouths trying not to make a sound. Interesting, but I know you¡¯ll already be found out. ¡°Tom! Turn the tv down!!¡± My mother yells at me again. ¡°I already did!¡± I tell her. Well, more like a lie, but she won¡¯t know¡­ right? ¡°Tom you better not be lying to me. You already know what happened last time!¡± Yeah¡­ can¡¯t have that happen again. I turn the volume down on the tv by five notches. The three people that were hiding were found just like I thought. Is this some sort of survival tv show? God, if real life was like that¡­ my life would be a shit ton better. I can already imagine it now, shooting everyone in sight and not giving a fuck. All the women bow down to me!! I start laughing evilly. My room door is bust open and a brown haired middle aged woman is standing at the door with a frying pan in her hand. She points it at me, ¡°Tom stop laughing like that, it¡¯s creepy.¡± I roll my eyes while showing a slight smile. ¡°Yes mother.¡± She throws the frying pan at me. I duck, and it hits the wall. ¡°Hey, hey hey! What if that would have hit me!?¡± ¡°Then don¡¯t roll your eyes at me. Next time i¡¯ll pull them out!¡± To reply back, or not to reply¡­ yeah¡­ it¡¯s better not to reply back at all. I look at the hole in the wall and sigh. Why did it have to be in my room? Couldn¡¯t she have done this downstairs or something!? ¡°Anyways, tell me what you want for dinner.¡± Steak of course, it¡¯s the best. I think about it for a moment, if I actually told her I wanted steak, what would she say. I mean i¡¯ve had it for three days in a row already¡­ she wouldn¡¯t mind¡­ would she? ¡°Stea-¡± She interrupts me and says, ¡°Sorry, sweetie no steak today. Anything else?¡± Damn did I eat them all already? I could have sworn we had like two more. What else could I eat? Chicken? Pizza? Roast? Turkey? Nah, I really had a taste for some steak. I shrug my shoulders, ¡°I don¡¯t mind. Whatever you cook mother.¡± She nods her head and turns around to leave. That is until she hears a scream from the tv. She turns around and sees the one female in that party of three get killed. She is shocked and glares at me. ¡°Tom! What have I told you about watching these types of things! It is not good for your mental health!¡± She nags me. Well it¡¯s too late for that. If only she realised the games she brought me were all shooting games. What does she think I am five? Pft, i¡¯m already sixteen this year. ¡°Mom, i¡¯m already old enough to watch these things.¡± I tell her. She storms to me and grabs the remote only to turn it to a cartoon channel. ¡°No you are not! My son will not be influenced by such things. When you have your own house then you can watch what you want, but you don¡¯t!¡± I laugh inwardly, if only she really knew what i¡¯ve watched. Better not tell her I found dad¡¯s porn collection before he left. If she knew that¡­ let¡¯s not even think about that for now. I look at the tv and a stupid cow is talking about education. God, who would make such a thing. I look at my mother who is smiling while looking at the tv. God, who made such a woman! ¡°Listen mom, I don¡¯t think I should be watching this. This is really not good for my mental state at all.¡± I tell her. She glares at me like she¡¯s about to kill me. ¡°What are you talking about! This is highly educational, it¡¯s perfect for anyone¡¯s mental state!¡± ¡°Geez, you¡¯re living in the past. Back in your days this might have been educational, but let me tell you not now. No one watches these things anymore.¡± She places her hand over her mouth and tears start to form in the corner of her eye. Oh my god, she isn¡¯t¡­ yup she did it. She starts crying. I haven¡¯t even did anything! ¡°All I ever wanted *sob* is for you to *sob* grow up into a fine young man. *sob* I *sob* try to give you *sob* everything. *sob* But you *sob* call me old!!!¡± She cries. Really!? Is that what got to you? Just because I said that it was back in your day, you think I said your old. While I won¡¯t deny that you are old¡­ well, older than me. I didn¡¯t call you old at all. Women! I¡¯ll never understand them. I sit up and place my arms around her. ¡°It¡¯s ok, i¡¯ll watch that *cough* stupid *cough* show.¡± She looks up at me with her eyes beaming. ¡°Really!? Thanks sweetie, and don¡¯t forget to take out the trash. Also be sure to tell your sister that her coach called and she left her phone at the gym.¡± Ugh, why did I even bother. As soon as I told her I would watch the show, the water works stopped. Not to mention she started telling me to do things that she can do. Whatever. ¡°Alright, i¡¯ll do it.¡± I tell her. She turns around and starts leaving. ¡°Ok, dinner is in the oven, be sure to take it out in one hour. I¡¯ll be back in the morning!¡± ¡°Wait, where are you going?¡± I question her. She shouldn¡¯t be leaving this late at night. It¡¯s almost nine and she doesn¡¯t have many friends¡­ I think. Could it be¡­ she found a new man!? I place my finger on my chin and think about it. This could actually be good for her if it is. He will hog her attention and she¡¯ll stop bothering me! Works perfectly. I grin as I tell her, ¡°Have fun.¡± She smiles and nods. I sit back on the bed and grab the remote. My hand grabs nothing. Damnit! She took it with her! You can¡¯t leave me to watch this crap! I jump up out the bed and chase after her. ¡°Wait, don¡¯t go! Give me the remote back!!¡± I scream. She ignores me and walks out the house with her coat. In her hand is my remote to the tv. What the hell am I supposed to watch? She is not going to believe i¡¯m actually going to watch that crap. I would watch tv in our living room, except we don¡¯t have a tv there. The only places that have one is our own rooms. I can¡¯t go to her room because it¡¯s always locked. My sister''s room is open, but¡­ I don¡¯t want to get yelled at by her. The females in this family always seem to get their way. Even if i¡¯m the older one! Oh well, I have the house to myself until my sister comes back. Which I have no idea when that is. What to do, what to do. I go back to my room and grab my laptop. I turn it on and go to my door. I look out to make sure no one is there. I have no idea why I do that, but it¡¯s better to be safe than sorry. Slowly closing the door, I lock it. Yup, it¡¯s that time. I take off my pants and throw them to the side, as I hop on the bed. Putting in my password, I start the browser. I search for a porn website, and click the one that I visited last time. I would use my dad''s collection, but i¡¯ve already watched them ten times already. Looking through the categories, I stop at asian. Why? Because they are so cute, i just can¡¯t get enough of them. No idea why i¡¯m hardly attracted to americans even though I myself am American. Searching through a couple of videos, I find one that''s perfect. She has such a nice face, and her breast are small. Typical teacher student relationship. She is telling off her student and he is glancing at her body. She catches him staring at her breast and grins. Oh, she grabs a meter stick. Pointing the meter stick at him, she uses it to caress his body. He is nervously shaking. I don¡¯t understand that part, some of these asian scenes I can never understand. The meter stick touches his crotch and he does something weird with his hand. She starts moving the meter stick over his crotch. Soon she stops and approaches him. He looks at her, but doesn¡¯t move. She grabs him by the chin and forces him to look up at her. Prying his jaw open, she opens her mouth too. Saliva comes down and goes into his mouth. This is sick, but yet my little homie reacts well. Let us skip forward to the better parts! I move the arrow over a few spaces and click on it. Now she is bending over and he is behind her. His hand is moving up and down her butt slowly. Me likey this. He slaps her ass and she moans. Yes, you go man! His finger slides underneath her and she starts moaning even more. Did I mention she was wearing a short skirt? Her reactions are golden. Meh, I don¡¯t want to wait anymore. my little homie is fully awoke and ready for some action. I skip forward a few more minutes only to see her fingering herself while she sucks him off. While I do enjoy this, I have to skip forward even more. I mean, I don¡¯t know when my sister will return, and I don¡¯t want her catching me doing this. Skipping forward a few more minutes, she is laying on the desk while he sucks on her nipples. His hand slides down to her vagina and she opens her mouth. He moves away from her nipple and starts kissing her. A few minutes later he finally stuck it in. Took him long enough! Damn, I look at the time and it¡¯s already been twelve minutes in. If I would have actually sat and watched that, I would have went crazy. Twelve full minutes before we actually gets to some action!? My little homie is wide awoke and i¡¯m fully ready. I watch the movements while my little homie gets all the attention he needs. The volume is up loud and everything is going great. I¡¯m close, I can feel it. ¡°Bro i¡¯m back!¡± Damn! Damn! Damn! I¡¯m so close, why couldn¡¯t you be gone just a few more minutes! Wait, the volume! I reach to turn the volume down, but it¡¯s too late. ¡°Bro, you continue watching your porn. Just let me know if mom cooked any dinner.¡± She yells at me. Fuck! I forgot all about that. Sorry little hommie, maybe next time. I stop all my action and shut my operation down. Jumping up off the bed, I pull up my boxers and grab my pants. Opening the door while I put on my pants, I rush out. How could I forget!? What if I burned the house down!? Mom would have killed me, if I didn¡¯t kill myself! Rushing downstairs I pass my sister who has a gym bag flung over her shoulders. I ignore her stupid grin as I run in the kitchen. Opening the stove, smoke rises up and I start coughing. Fuck! Everything is burnt, what will we eat!? ¡°You didn''t! You burnt the food!?¡± She yells at me. Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings. What can I say, it¡¯s true. I was too busy with little homie, I actually forgot about this. I grab some mits on the counter and put them on. Reaching into the stove I pull out a pan filled with burnt chicken. It¡¯s all black and charred. I highly doubt anyone would eat this, but why not try? I turn back at my little sister who is glaring at me. ¡°Bon appetit?¡± ¡°Wait until mom hears about this.¡± She tells me. No! You can¡¯t do that. If she finds out that I didn¡¯t watch the food because I was playing with my little homie¡­ that would be the end of me. ¡°Don¡¯t do that. How about we order some pizza?¡± I plead to her. ¡°As long as you pay!¡± ¡°Fine. Just don¡¯t tell mom.¡± She grins as she turns around and heads upstairs. I really hope she doesn¡¯t say anything¡­ that would be horrible. I grab the house phone that is in a few feet away from me and dials the pizza place. Better grab two pizza¡¯s instead of one. ¡°... Hello?¡± Someone asked me. ¡°Ah, yes. I would like to order a pepperoni pizza medium sized. And one with bacon, ham, and sausage. Please deliver it.¡± I give the man my order. At least I think it¡¯s a man. The voice on the other end of the line starts laughing. ¡°Finally! Someone has received my call.¡± ¡°....¡± I have no idea what this guy is talking about. I just want my pizza¡­ ¡°Listen, you can have one wish! One wish! What do you want?¡± Pft, lies. Who would believe in that stuff, not me. You aren¡¯t some sort of genie that grants wishes. ¡°Right a wish. Just give me my pizza! I don¡¯t have time for your games!¡± ¡°Pizza it is, pizza you shall get!¡± The voice says demonically. This guy is a fucking crazy. Who talks like that while taking someone''s order? Suddenly smoke appears on my counter and I start coughing. I wave my hand and I am surprised. No, more like stunned. There are two boxes of pizza on my counter! What the hell! This guy was for real! Wait, can I take it back? Let me please take it back! ¡°Hello, I wish fo-¡± ¡°Your wish has been granted. Now I am free!!¡± ¡°Wait¡­ my wish!!¡± I cry out to him. Damnit, something this good happens and I missed my chance at a real wish. There is no answer on the other end. This guy hung up on me! He could have granted me one more wish! I hang up the phone. As soon as I hung it up, it exploded. What the hell! Black smoke comes out of it and swirls around in the air. It turns into a circle and a blue light appears in the middle. I¡¯ve seen too many sci-fi movies not to know what that is. It¡¯s a fucking portal. A fucking portal appeared right in my kitchen! Holy shit, this cannot be happening! Suddenly black lights shoot out of the portal and go all over. Some break through my window, others through the roof. I have no fucking idea what is going on anymore, but I have this strange feeling i¡¯m not going to like it. ¡°AHHHHHHHHHHHH!¡± My sister screams. Fuck, fuck, fuck! What the hell is happening!? I open a kitchen drawer and grab the biggest knife I can see. Thankfully mother is a person that likes knifes or else I wouldn¡¯t have this holy grail of a knife in my hand. ¡°I¡¯m coming!¡± I yell. I rush through upstairs and break open my sisters door. I didn¡¯t even try to see if it was unlocked, in a situation like this you assume the worst. Only¡­ this is not what I was expecting. That white skin and upper naked body. No bra on what so ever. I see her breast, but I see nothing else wrong in this room. Then why the hell did she yell! It looks like her eyes turn red and she grabs a book and throws it at me. ¡°Get out! Get Out! Get OUT!!!¡± She screams at me while she continues to throw things. I rush out the room and head back downstairs. Why the hell did she scream then? Geez, I come to help you and that¡¯s the thanks I get? Next time I won¡¯t come. Ding! ¡°Stupid humans i¡¯ve finally been released from my prison! Me and my army shall take over your puny world! I know you are weak and easily die, so let''s make a game out of this. Come, if you can defeat me then maybe you can save your puny little world! I¡¯ll give you each one ability, anything you choose. Go!¡± A voice yells in my head. Isn¡¯t this the same voice as last time? That fucking guy who took my order? An ability huh? What if my ability was to be illusions? Nah, that wouldn¡¯t be goo- Ding! Illusion Create an illusion of anything. Illusions do no damage but can help confuse others. I didn¡¯t even say anything! Why!!! How can you do this to me, you didn¡¯t even give me a chance. I look at the portal that still in the air. I wonder what it shot out besides that guy? Well, was it that guy? I¡¯m going to assume it was him considering he said his army. Hopefully he doesn¡¯t come here. The portal starts moving weirdly. It looks like a bubble is getting ready to pop. Nope, it did pop. It grew big and then it exploded. The ground shakes and a hand raises up from the ground. Oh shit! Oh shit! This is not what I think it is! I rush up to the hand that is coming from the ground and take a look. A head comes up also. Fuck! I take the knife and start stabbing the fucker. This is not happening to me! I continue thrusting the knife at it until it stops moving. Phew! That could have went horribly wrong. Ding! You are the first person to kill an otherworlder. You have gained +20 stat points. You have leveled up! You are now level 1, you will gain +10 stat points. I grin. Isn¡¯t this¡­ this like a rpg!? I¡¯ve always wanted my life to be like one of those, but I didn¡¯t think the day would actually arrive. Now I can use all my gaming knowledge to good use. Sure people will die, but on the bright side, no more damn school! Isn¡¯t that amazing? Yeah, I think all the kids in the world will be happy. ¡°Status.¡± I say. Ding! You are the first person to see your status window. You have gained item; skill roulette. Name: Thomas Day Age: 16 Level: 1 Class: None HP: 10 MP: 0 Str: 5 Vit: 5 Int: 5 Wis: 0 Dex: 5 Agi: 5 Chrm: 0 Lck:10 Stat points: 30 Holy fuck, it¡¯s real. Not to mention I¡¯m first! I¡¯m going to own this shit. I click on agility and raise it to 20, and raise my strength to 20 as well. No need to have anything else, as long as I can one shot these things i¡¯ll be fine. After raising my stats, I felt my strength increase. On the floor ahead of me is a small box. I pick it up and open it. Naturally I should do so. Who wouldn¡¯t pick up something that you have no idea what it does. For all I know it could be a bomb. A roulette appears in front of me with a bunch of names. Fire ball, Thunder shot, etc. No doubt about it, these are skills. I roll it and wait for it to stop. It¡¯s slowly stopping. Please, oh please stop at martial arts. I would love that! It would increase my survival rate by more than 100%! No! No! Don¡¯t you dare do that. Damnit! Ding! You¡¯ve gained skill appraisal. Appraisal - Can identify the status of any object. ¡°AhhH!¡± My sister screamed. Yeah, not going to fall for that again. What¡¯s wrong, one boob bigger than the other? Actually, if I think about it¡­ she might actually be in trouble. I rush up the stairs. My speed really increased by a lot, I could probably win a marathon with this speed. Going in her room, she is bleeding. A black bird is eating one of her eyes out. Disgusting. Watching it and seeing it are two different things. I mean sure I killed that zombie like thing, but it didn¡¯t bleed. Her however, she is dead. Blood is all over the ground and her body isn¡¯t moving. How am I going to explain this to mom? Hey mom, I was fighting off a zombie when I leveled up so I just had to check out my stats. Oh, did I mention while I was doing that your daughter got killed by some black bird? Yeah¡­ I don¡¯t think that¡¯s going to cut it. My grip tightens as I rush at the black bird. It flaps it¡¯s wings and flies into the air, but i¡¯m already there. I thrust my knife at it and pierce it in it¡¯s stomach. Black blood leaks down my knife. Slayed. One shot killed. I owned this noob! I congratulate myself for a moment before I realize this isn¡¯t a game. I look down at my sister''s corpse and almost throw up. I go to her bed and grab her cover to toss it over her. This is no time to cry, I must survive. ¡°Maybe in the next life little sis.¡± A tell her. Holding onto my knife, I walk out of the room. First plan of action I need to make a base. Not forever because this house is not a place for that. Just a place I can be protected for the night. I run back downstairs only to find some zombies. Just my luck. I rush one and thrust my knife at it. No idea why it¡¯s still walking, but I¡¯ll continue stabbing it. It tries to grab onto me, but I cut its arm. With my strength cutting through this things arm is nothing! I step back to get some distance. Once again it comes at me, but I stab it again. This time it¡¯s down for good¡­ hopefully. There is still one more. I look at my knife, it¡¯s still good. ¡°Appraisal!¡± Kitchen Knife: Attack: 3-5 Durability: 7/10 Cool, it¡¯s still good. I rush at the last zombie and do the same as I did to the other. Thrust my knife into it while cutting off it¡¯s arm. Soon it falls and I gain a familiar sound. Ding! You have leveled up to level 2. You have gained +10 stat points. Yes! I open my status window and add five points into strength and five into vitality. I noticed my health went up by five points. I go to the kitchen drawer and grab five more knives. These ones are smaller than the one I currently have, but it¡¯s better than nothing! I put them in my pocket as I open to fridge. I grab two bottles of water and some ham. Next I walk back up the stairs and go to my room. Making sure the ghost is clear I step inside. I toss the two bottle waters to my closet and then close the door. I move my dresser in front of the door to make sure nothing will get in. I take the knives out of my pocket and set them on the floor. Looking out the window I notice nothing too strange. I take my mattress off my bed and place it against the window. Better safe than sorry right? Now that everything is settled, I grab my laptop and walk over to my closet. Opening the closet door I have a seat and close it. Better make myself comfy, it¡¯ll be a long day tomorrow. I open up my laptop and i¡¯m surprised it¡¯s still on my porn. I must have forgot to turn it off, but it¡¯s not like anyone will bother me. Right now, is not the time. Sorry little homie, maybe next time. I open a new tab and search the web for any news. Wanna know what? The freaking internet is out. Perfect. Just fucking perfect. I close the laptop and lay down with my knife next to me. Well mother are you happy? I survived the night not because of those stupid shows you try to make me watch. But because of the shows I like and the games I play. Tears start flowing out of my eyes. Mother i¡¯m sorry, please make it back! I cry myself to sleep. Phase One: Day Two (pt 1) Phase One: Day 2 (Pt1) Ugh, what a horrible dream. I slowly open my eyes and then I notice I am in a closet. This, cannot be real. I get up and open the closet door. Looking at the ground I see that it actually was real. There are the five knives I grabbed from the kitchen, and my ham. A few feet away are two bottles of water. Man, I really hope this is a dream. If it isn''t then the world is fucked. I pinch myself just to check, and to my surprise it hurt, like hell. I sigh to myself. My little sister is dead and my mother is gone. Hopefully she is alright. Even if you nag me, I still love you. I have no idea if any more zombies or those black birds are outside my door, but I''m safe in here¡­ At least for now. My door is blocked by my dresser and my window blocked by my mattress. Yup, perfectly safe. I grab the bottle water and ham that are on the ground. The ham is wrapped up so it''s not dirty at all. Of course this bottle water is name brand. Too bad my mother doesn''t allow us to drink pop¡­ Or juice. Now that I think about it, I''ve been eating healthy all my life. Damn you mother! Why couldn''t you let me enjoy the wonders of this world before this happened! I take a knife and slice a piece off. Stuffing it in my mouth all the wonderful juices start flowing. I start chewing it, and begin to wonder¡­ ¡°Appraisal.¡± Ham - +10 hunger +1 HP Wow, it actually did have an effect. I wonder would the effect still work if I didn''t have the appraisal skill. If it didn''t, then I''m glad I got it. But the martial arts skill¡­ I still very much want it. I mean c¡¯mon who doesn''t want to have mad martial arts skills? All them Chinese wuxia or xianxia novels I''ve read just makes me want to be like them. Too bad that stuff won''t exist anytime soon. I wonder what effects my bottled water gives. I mean its water¡­ Would it even add an effect? I pick the bottle water up and look at it. It''s clear and ordinary, I doubt it would have any amazing stats. ¡°Appraisal.¡± Named water - +10 thirst +2 MP Shit! This is too good to be true. You''re telling me my food and drink are basically HP and mp pots!? Although the effects are quite low, it''s still good for my level. Too bad I don''t have any MP or else I would grab all the bottle waters I can. I go to my dresser and grab my smartphone. Please don''t ask why it''s in the dresser, those were not good times. I mean it''s not like I don''t have friends¡­ It''s just I don''t have many. OK fine, I have none. Truly I don''t know why my mother got me this thing. Considering the internet is down I''m going to assume the connection for my phone is too. I turn it on anyways to check. After it turns on, it''s just like how I imagined. No service, not even WiFi. Well that''s not what I was going to use it for anyways, but now I have a clock. Currently is eight thirty a.m. I think I woke up way too early for this. If I spend twelve hours away, that means I''ll need something go do. Playing with my little home for twelve hours is definitely out of question. Hmm, what to do. That guy did say this is a game, so shouldn''t I grind levels? If I did that I would have to risk my life and go outside. No, no, no I don''t want to risk my life over a stupid game. I''m sure someone else will kill that guy later, I''ll just have fun while they do that. Surely the government will do something about this¡­ Right? I mean use missiles, tanks, ground forces, something! If I can survive until then, then I''ll be good. Thinking about it, now would be a great time to have a gun. Mother¡­ Why do you have to make me struggle. A knife really, this is the only deadly weapon we have in this house. You expect me to protect myself with a fuxking knife! Hell even a machete would be better than this little thing. Grabbing all of the knives I place them in my pocket. Actually never mind about that, I go grab my backpack. I always knew you would come in handy one day. All the cool kids have figures on theirs, so I have one on mines. Of course he''s the best ever. I''ll give you a hint, it rhymes with rat. Yup, you already guessed it, Batman! Ha, too bad I''m not cool. I toss it over my shoulder and stuff everything I need inside. Ham check. Knives check. Water, check. Smartphone or clock, check. Oh, let''s toss a few clothes inside. Wait, 5hey could have some kind of effect as well. Might as well check. ¡°Appraisal.¡± White T-shirt - +2 defense Boxer - +1 defense Jeans - +2 defense Wow, so a total of five. I guess that works out. Tossing in my clothes it''s time to roll. If only I had a bathroom in my room, things could have been different. Then I wouldn¡¯t need to leave my room in order to use it. Sucks, you would think since this is like an rpg situation, we wouldn¡¯t need to use it. Well, that is not the case. I move the dresser out of the way. I notice that there are holes in my door¡­ I have no idea what to say. I tighten my grip on my trusty kitchen knife and open the door slowly. Can¡¯t be too fast or it might make a sound. Peaking my head out the door, I notice that not much has changed. Sure there is this god awful smell, but other than that things are normal. Luckily the bathroom is on this floor so I don¡¯t have to go far. I quickly rush to the bathroom which is a few doors down from my room. I open the door and peek inside. Phew, there isn¡¯t anything in here. Time to use it and then leave this place. I know I don¡¯t want to go outside, but I have no choice. Who knows if more of those things will come to my house. If they do, I can¡¯t take them all with this kitchen knife. It¡¯s better to find a really secure location and find weapons I can use. Not to mention I need to find my mother. Hopefully she¡¯s ok. Thinking about her made me think of another question. How far does this spread? Is it all across the state? The entire United States of America? The whole world? These are things I have to know. For now, i¡¯ll just say the whole USA. I can¡¯t be thinking about the whole world right now, just need to focus on me, myself, and I. Finishing up my business I decide I shall wash up as well. Hopefully no one comes up here, but if they do, i¡¯m prepared. I take off all my clothes and hop into the shower. Not for too long, but just a quickie. Stepping out the shower I put on my other clothes. Now, i¡¯m all set. Opening the bathroom door, I find two zombies approaching. Damnit, I should have known they would appear. I mean who wouldn¡¯t hear the toilet flush and the shower running? Sure, they are coming slow, but I will not underestimate them. I rush towards one and thrust my knife in it¡¯s eye. It tries to grab me, but i¡¯m too quick. The other one swipes its hand at me, but I cut it. Man, i¡¯ve really improved from last night. I continue thrusting my knife at the one whose eye is gone. Slowly it falls, but no level up. Fuck! Why couldn¡¯t I continue leveling up from at least one zombie! This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it. I shove my knife at the other zombies chest. I heard something crack, but I don¡¯t pay it much attention. It¡¯s already missing a hand, so I am not afraid of this! My hand movements are quick, and I continue stabbing the thing. You would think that I would be scared and traumatized after killing these things that look like humans. But that is surely not the case. Nope. I feel nothing. Maybe it¡¯s because I know they aren¡¯t human? Or is it because that thing said this was a game? I don¡¯t know, but hopefully I won¡¯t have to kill real humans. Sure I might dream of having an endless number of women beneath me, but that won¡¯t happen. I might dream of killing a few people here and there. But let¡¯s be honest here, I would never do that. Or¡­ I don¡¯t think I would. Now that i¡¯ve taken care of those two zombies I go to my mother''s room. I already know it¡¯s locked so I break open the door. It causes a sound and I hear more zombies coming from down stairs. You might wonder why i¡¯m going to her room. Well, I need supplies. I¡¯m sure mother has a few things sitting around that I could use. First, let¡¯s kill these zombies. I hide on the side of the wall while waiting for them to come in. Ugh, these things take forever. I could probably sleep for two hours before they approach. I leave my spot and rush them instead. You know, what would happen if I were bitten? Would I also turn into one? Need to test this out on something, or someone one day. Not on myself though, because c¡¯mon that would be stupid. Ahead of me are four zombies this time, except one is smaller than the rest. It looks like a small child. If I squint my eyes and turn my head sideways, it looks kind of cute. It¡¯s decided, that shall be my first victim! I rush it, but am blocked by two of the bigger zombies. Damnit! Why couldn¡¯t you let the child go first? Skip it, you fuckers are first. They reach their arms out to grab me, but I duck. I sweep their legs and they go falling down. And I yell timber¡­ nevermind¡­ While they are on the ground, the child tries to bite my leg. I kick the little thing straight in it¡¯s head. I was hoping for it¡¯s head to be knocked off, but that doesn''t happen¡­ sadly. Instead it is blow back a few feet and knocked against the fourth zombie behind it. While the two on the ground are getting up, I take this chance to kill them off. Kill off the weaker ones first, and save the strong for last. Good logic for who ever made that up. I actually wonder if these things have hp? Would they die if I chop off their heads? This needs to be explained, or tested. I would try to chop off their heads, but my knife doesn¡¯t work well in that department. I can however check their hp. ¡°Appraisal!¡± Medium zombie: 10 HP Small Zombie: 15 HP What¡­ that makes no sense at all. How does the child have more health than the bigger one? So there is a small and medium one. I¡¯ll have to fear for the large one, if I met it. I stab the zombie that¡¯s trying to get up in it¡¯s head. Would this count as a headshot? I shake my head, now is not the time for that. After it falls, I feel something on my back. I hurry and turn around only to see the jaws of the thing. It¡¯s so ugly, even the teeth are rotten. I have to say, those zombies in the movies and tv shows look exactly the same. I kick it in it¡¯s stomach. Once it goes back a few feet, my attention falls on the child who is coming towards me. There is the other one behind it as well, but it¡¯s much slower than the child. I thrust my knife at the child until it stops moving. After it drops down, I spin around and rush the one that was knocked a few feet back. I stab it in it¡¯s stomach a few times. While it¡¯s falling over it tries to bite me, but I force the knife up. There is a ton of resistance due to the flesh and bones, but it still works. Now, the last zombie. I pull my knife out and rush at it. It tries to grab me, but I chop it¡¯s hand off. Man, i¡¯m getting really good at this. Now that it¡¯s hands are gone, I have nothing to fear. I stab it in the middle of it¡¯s forehead, but then I hear something snap. I pull out my knife¡­ or the piece that''s left. The thing broke. Luckily I still have the ones in my bag, so not too worried. The zombie dies and I get a familiar ding. Ding! You have leveled up to 3. You have gained +10 stat points. Sweet. I open my status window and place them into strength and agility. Naturally this is the way to go considering i¡¯m using a melee weapon. I don¡¯t know what dexterity does, but i¡¯m going to assume it has to do with ranged weapons. Wisdom I know for sure has to do with my MP. Considering it¡¯s zero and my MP is zero that explains something. I¡¯ll consider increasing that later, but for now there is no need. Turning my attention to my original goal, I stroll towards my mother''s room. Inside there is her king sized bed, flat screen tv, and three dressers. I open all of her dressers to begin my search. Well¡­ this is not what I expected to find. Looking at the purple penis like object in the drawer I hurry and close it. Mother¡­ what were you doing? And she tells me what I should do¡­ There was nothing in her dressers besides a few beauty supplies and a mirror. Time for the closet. I fear for what¡¯s inside here considering what I found inside her drawer. Hopefully it¡¯s not more dildos¡­ I open it with no expectations at all. Luckily there weren¡¯t any sex toys inside. Instead there were clothes, good, she''s normal. Oh, what¡¯s this. I find a brown box in the corner of the closet. I pull it out and open it. Why! Why mother!? It¡¯s full of sex toys. There''s even a fucking whip! Could this be the real reason dad left? I¡­ don¡¯t even want to think about it. My eyes find something that has a small shine to it. I reach my hand into the brown box. Oh god please don¡¯t let this be some super toy. Nevermind, it¡¯s actually pretty damn useful! Mother, you son of a gun. Who¡¯s gun did you steal? Yes, that''s right. At the bottom of this box filled with toys is a gun. It¡¯s just a standard handgun I guess. I¡¯ve seen this in too many movies not to know how to use this. Theres the safety button on the side and a small button for the clip. I press the button and the clip slides down. I pull it out and it¡¯s empty. Fuck! How do you have a gun but no bullets! I can only shake my head. Did she get this to scare people with or something. Fuck it, I dumb the whole box out. Better to check it and be sure. Nope, I have no idea why I thought that woman would have bullets. Besides the sex toys, there is nothing else. I sigh as I toss the handgun in my bag. Now i¡¯m all set to go outside. Or would be, except I forgot something. Something very, very important. There is a metal bat in my basement! How could I forget such a thing? I only got it because I thought playing baseball would make me cool. That didn¡¯t turn out so well, but now it can finally come in handy.