Fight From The Grave III

I like babies, don't get me wrong.

I did anyway. More specifically not at this moment, but before you start judging me, I have every reason to say that statement.

While I'm trying to climb up to the top where hopefully an exit is, the zombie baby is making its way up as well.

By that, I mean the bodybuilders have strategically positioned themselves, with the mother's instruction, and are launching the baby up.

Believe me, if anyone else is seeing what I'm seeing, you would be mortified too.

The baby is an arm-launch away from where I was at. Then... another zombie hands it a knife.

" . . . "

[ARCHANGEL, ARIEL FROWNS, AND EXPRESSES HER DISAPPROVAL.]

[7th DEMON PRINCE, BAAL SLAPS A NEAR BY DEMON OUT OF LAUGHTER.]

These zombies are becoming more creative.

The bodybuilder zombie who had the baby pulls his bulging arm back and catapults the baby straight at me.

"Gaah-gaa!!" It swings at me. However, there was only one flaw to it.

"You're only moving in one, straight line." I side-step and watch the baby zoom past me while still trying to reach me with the knife.

Another zombie builder rushes and catches the baby from the air. It then throws the baby back to me again.

"Seriously?!"

This scene reminds me of a game I used to play a lot as a kid-- Dodgeball. However, this was with a bunch of zombies using a baby zombie as a ball. And I am the only target they have.

We continue this long, ongoing fight. I was starting to: 1. Getting tired 2. I'm really hungry and 3. I am starting to find this a waste of time.

I check on my current progress and see that I had spent another whole hour with these brainless idiots. To top it off, I haven't even hit the three-hundredth kill.

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Name: Marianne Primrose LVL: [ -7 ]

Height: 168cm

Age: 24

Occupation: N/A

[Hidden Occupation: The Unfaithful One]

STR: 12

SPE: 12

STA: 12

DEF: 11

INT: 11

LUCK: 20

MANA: 11

Unallocated Stat Pts: 4

SKILLS: [UNFORTUNATE'S BLESSING] [HEALING ON AN ANGEL] [DEMON'S POSSESSION]

EQUIPMENT: [It's Just An Old Wooden Bat That's About Done For]

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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: 00:03:59:10

KILL COUNT: 234

FAILURE: Permanent Death.

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I was so absorbed in reading the interface, especially my level, when a knife suddenly catches my eye.

"Whoosh!"

"Keuk!"

Something warm and liquidity spills down the right side of my neck. I gasp and choke when I realize that the damn baby manage to leave a deep cut.

[PASSIVE SKILL: AUTO-HEALING] is activated.

Dark spots begin to appear in my vision. I was losing too much blood. Before I can even think of healing myself, another sharp pain pierces through me. This time it was coming from my thigh. My left leg collapses and I find myself holding up with my right. I look up.

This time, the baby thrown at me uses it momentum and throws the knife. While I was too busy trying to think past the pain, the knife lodged straight into my gut. I stare at the baby once more, seeing it cheer along with the bodybuilder that caught it.

"I guess this is my limit without help." I pull the knife out and laugh. [It's Just A Normal Knife]. Who even names these stuff?

1 mana has been used. [HEALING OF AN ANGEL] has been activated. Cool down: 558 seconds.

I can feel the strength in my body recovering. I stand back up and wield both the bat and knife in my hands.

"Child's play is over." I distributed my unallocated stats evenly between speed and strength.

Activating [DEMON'S POSSESSION]: Pick how much mana to activate. X mana = 60 seconds.

"Four mana!" I yell, swinging my bat to the nearest zombies I could reach. [+2 KILL]

Activating [DEMON'S POSSESSION]: 4 mana used = 240 seconds... 239 seconds... 238 seconds...

My body jerks back. I find myself floating, like a human being possessed by a demon. Horns curled out of my head, my back cracked and black wings sprout out behind me.

"Now that's more like it---!" I grab my throat. Surprised at the huskiness and the allure I sounded.

"Why is my look and voice so different?" Oh how I wish I could see how I look. Did my eyes change colors too?

[7th DEMON PRINCE, BAAL SAYS THAT THE FIRST TIME HE HAD TO POSSESS YOU WITHOUT YOUR PERMISSION. THIS IS HOW THE PUNNY HUMAN SHOULD LOOK LIKE.]

I can almost hear him gloating about it.

"Since you're so proud, why don't you take over and fight them for me?" I smile sweetly.

[7th DEMON PRINCE, BAAL SAYS THE FIRST TIME WAS DONE OUT OF NECESSITY TO HELP HUMAN. SO HUMAN NEEDS TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO FIGHT THEM.]

"WHAT!? Then what's the use of having you as a skill?! It shouldn't even be called [DEMON'S POSSESSION]!" I take a step forward only to find myself slowing down and dragging the wings behind my back.

[7th DEMON PRINCE, BAAL SAYS TO STOP DRAGGING THE WINGS. ]

"Then what do you want me to do?!" I stay still while fending of a new wave of zombies jumping me.

[7th DEMON PRINCE, BAAL SAY TO FLY... STUPID HUMAN.]

A nerve pops in my head. This damn demon is really...

"ANNOYING!" I roar out, and my wings suddenly burst open.

"!!!" I tip back and fell off the rock I was just standing on.

"Holy shi--! Ahhhhhh, " I refrained myself from cursing as I fell from the damn sky.

"How do I control them!?" I scream out. I flap my arms up and down. I did the Superman pose, and I even chant the word "fly" over and over again.

The ground was coming closer with each second. And I was starting to think I was going to die a second and final time.

[ARCHANGEL, ARIEL SAY TO THINK AS IF IT'S YOUR ARM AND LEGS. ]

I opened my eyes and tried to move my wings again. This time, by flexing the back muscles I had never felt before. It was small, but the wings behind me moved for a brief second.

"Come on, come on, come--" The ground was a body part away. I scream and close my eyes, waiting for the impact.

However, I hear a loud WHOOSH around me. It took me a while to realize the winds behind my back are flapping, and my feet were just a few inches away from touching the ground.

I was both in wonder and shock. I, Marianne, can fly.

"I did it! I can fly! I can - WOOH!" I shoot up and hit my head under a floating rock.

"Ugh... I bit my tongue." The metallic taste invades my mouth.

[PASSIVE SKILL: AUTO-HEALING] is activated.

[7th DEMON PRINCE, BAAL SAY STUPID HUMAN.]

[ARCHANGEL, ARIEL SAYS GOOD JOB.]

"Thanks for the advice, Ariel!" I give an air thumbs up, "You're freaking useless, Baal!" I gave him a thumbs down.

[7th DEMON PRINCE, BAAL SAY UNGRATEFUL HUMAN.]

[ARCHANGEL, ARIEL HUMS IN DELIGHT FROM THE GRATITUDE.]

"Here I come!" I fly and jump off around the area, swinging, throwing and smashing zombie after zombie.

[+4 Kill]

[+1 Kill]

[+2 Kill]

I was searching for the baby and mother duo. It seems they went into hiding as soon as they found out I could now fly. I check on my kill count and see it 300.

"I can do this all day!" I laugh evilly. While I was too busy racking up kill points. I feel like I was forgetting something...

PING!

I was in the middle of the air when I got the notification:

[DEMON'S POSSESSION] has ended. Entering COOLDOWN MODE. COOLDOWN ENDS IN: 599 seconds.

"AHHHH!!!" I search in panic and see that there was a landing spot 30 meters below me. I brace myself for the impact.

"Oof! Ugh!" I watch plenty of action movies and anime to learn the popular tuck-n-roll method when landing from high places.

Stupidly enough, I roll off the edge, only to quickly catching the edge and hanging.

"Good job, Marianne." I sarcastically mumble. I can hear shuffling from above, and I see the mother zombie and the baby body looking at me. Their rotten, creepy smiles greeted me.

"You're timing is a load of crap, you know?"