Fight From The Grave I
Is this due to my LUCK stat being the highest? Are you kidding me?! Or is this some twisted joke some gods and demons put in. Maybe they're watching me at this moment. I continue to stare at the once blue screen--now indigo --send in another message. This time with more details and even a sub-scenario.
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As the 666 people have died before the MAIN SCENARIO, someone from high up wants to give you the chance to climb back up from the dead.
SUB-SCENARIO: FIGHT FROM THE GRAVE
REQUIREMENTS: Fight the 666 people who have died after you.
TIME LIMIT: 6 HOURS
FAILURE: Permanent Death.
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Before I can even have time to process what is happening, my body lights up, and I find myself standing in what looks like an underground pit. Outside the pit, red lights flash a hundred meters out from me. People - I mean zombies - pop out of them.
TING.
The new notification sound brings my attention back to the screen. A white screen pops up: [AN ANGEL WISHES FOR YOUR SAFETY]
"What the hell -" An old, wooden bad materializes in my hand. [It's Just An Old Wooden Bat That's About Done For]
TING.
This time, a black screen pops up in front of me: [A DEMON SAYS USE THE BAT]
The confused zombies above look down at the pit I'm in. I curl myself into a ball, hoping that they couldn't see me well if I try to make myself as small and invisible as possible.
Out of nowhere, a red ball of fire hovers right above my head.
TING.
[AN ANGEL HAPPILY GIVES YOU LIGHT.]
The white message notifies me, and I nearly lost it. Zombies all around me snap their heads at me.
"You mother fuc---!" I swing at an old lady with rotting teeth and a cane in hand. One after another, they all come lunging at me. Children, men, women, young and old ones growl and reach for my body. [+1 Kill]
"Goo-goo-ga-gahhh!"
I turn to the odd screaming behind me. What I see is a crazed baby carried by her mother screaming at the top of its lungs. What they did next made me scream for my dear life.
With a scarf in hand, the mother wraps her baby with it and starts to spin. I was kicking an armless zombie off me when I watched the baby launch down to me at an alarming speed.
"Ughhh--- BANG!" My head slams head-first to the ground. The baby is trying to scratch and bite my head off. In my attempt, my hand goes straight for the ugly baby's arm and pries it off me. With all of my strength, I use the baby as a weapon and swing in circles, knocking down the zombies around me.
In the corner of my eye, I can see its mother screaming at me in anger before running herself to me, too.
"Are you kidding me!?" In one swift motion, I fling the baby back to its mother. I take this time to start running out of the pit but using the zombies at foot holders on my way up.
What followed me out of the pit was not only more zombies, but the stupid ball of fire floating over my head.
"Hey! Can you like turn this off or something? I'm practically a moving target!" I yell out loud, hoping the two who were messaging me earlier could hear me.
TING.
[A DEMON SAYS NO.]
The black message box says.
"UGH!" I swing at a couple of zombies that already caught up to me, "Then how do I pull up the scenario again!?"
[A DEMON SAYS THINK "WINDOW."]
In the instant, I thought of "window," I see different window options for me to pick. I think straight to the "current scenario." I did all of this while breathing out and slashing. My movements have become a rhythm workout. Breath in, swing, breath out, swing.
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SUB-SCENARIO: FIGHT FROM THE GRAVE
REQUIREMENTS: Fight the 666 people who have died after you in 6 hours.
REMAINING TIME: 00:05:41:36
KILL COUNT: 10
FAILURE: Permanent Death.
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I only had ten kills, and my goal is six hundred sixty-six. There was no way a normal human being like myself could fight all of them, survive, and finish in six hours. My stamina of 4 has already hit rock bottom.
My legs were shaking, and my lungs were out of breath. My arms have cuts and bruises, and let's not talk about how hard my head hit the ground earlier. The little underground tunnel I have been running in came to a dead end.
On the other hand, the zombies grew in number attack as a whole group. I was able to break four of the ten down before my bat was knocked out of my grip 15 meters away.
I screamed, kicked, and clawed my way out, but my energy failed, and the number of zombies on top of me just grew.
PING!
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SUB-SCENARIO: FIGHT FROM THE GRAVE
REQUIREMENTS: Fight the 666 people who have died after you in 6 hours.
REMAINING TIME: 00:05:29:18
KILL COUNT: 19
FAILURE: Permanent Death.
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My screams were swallowed by the zombies' growling and the crack of my body breaking. Tears and blood run out of the corner of my eyes while I rip their hands and face off me. I was fighting pathetically and desperately, biting and punching as many as my human body could muster.
My eyes were starting to spot black dots when a new message came in:
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WOULD YOU LIKE TO ACTIVATE [PRIMROSE SYSTEM]?
YES OR NO?
TIME REMAINING: 00:00:00:10
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I read the message half understanding what it was, but since I had nothing else to do but try. With a shaky finger, I hit "YES."
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[PRIMROSE DIARY SYSTEM UNLIMITED MB.]
WRITER'S DIARY SPECIAL PACK:
- A Very OP Translator
- Diary
- Note-Taking
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Before I can even read the description of this WRITER's SPECIAL PACK, another notification pings in front of me:
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YOU HAVE FULFILLED THE FOLLOWING REQUIREMENTS: 99 ZOMBIES IN THE SUB-SCENARIO.
REWARD: [UNFORTUNATE'S BLESSING - HIDDEN] You have the Archangel Ariel and the Demon Prince Baal as your companions The following skills have been unlocked:]
[HEALING OF AN ANGEL LV. 1]: Can heal 100% of the user. For target individual(s) 70% of injuries. 1 mana per person. 600-second cool down.
[DEMON'S POSSESSION LV. 1]: Demon Baal can possess the user's body for 60 seconds per X amount of mana every use. Cool down for 600 seconds.
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