[Day 3... Did that really just happen?]
The sun shining through the tall floor-to-ceiling gothic-styled windows highlighted the scene of a shadow rushing towards what seemed to be a teenage boy standing over a young redhead and what looked like a fairy dressed in a black and green gothic dress.
The boy that is Abel turns to greet the unknown assailant head-on, with no choice as Ms. Emberwing and Omi, who he was pretty sure could fend for herself, were behind him.
Reacting on instinct, his arms went up to block whatever was heading his way.
Three-centimeter-long black nails dig 5mm (about 0.2 in) into his white, ethereal skin, eliciting a slew of swear words to come out of his mouth.
Lifting his leg before the creature can escape, he gives it a big fuck you spartan kick right below its sternum, sending it flying, accompanied by a snapping sound, 3 meters away from him.
After it came to a stop after flying through the air and rolling head over heels across the floor of the corridor, Abel finally had a good look at the fugly son of a bitch.
Sparse bone spikes spread over its head, and the skinniest limbs he had ever seen dressed in tattered school clothes had the longest fingers ever that ended in needle sharp black nails.
It was growling at Abel with its uneven needle-like teeth bared for all to see, staring with hatred-filled red eyes at him while using both hands to support its upper body while its legs lay limp behind it, probably having been broken from Abel's kick.
Crawling forward in the same manner as a possessed little girl from a horror movie, making Abel want to scream like a little girl from the freaky situation, the, what could be considered enhanced zombie, approached him at a surprisingly fast pace with its available means of transport.
Holding his trusty stick that had grown by about 1 cm (about 0.39 in) after only being 1 meter long, Abel readied himself to face the freakish zombie thing.
When it was at least 2 meters away, Abel released Corrupt as a thin mist in front of him, getting ready to wrap it up like a net trap as soon as it walked in.
Carefully, he made the mist spread around the enhanced zombie, who was now becoming cautious with the mist surrounding it; sadly for it, it caught onto the danger too late as Abel initiated the net-like trap around the enhanced zombie again, focusing mostly on its head.
Screeching in an even higher-pitched tone of voice than fatty, this zombie abandoned cautiousness, sprinting on its hands towards Abel, hoping to escape the mist by killing its master.
Again, it had miscalculated, and Abel had learned well from fucking up one too many times, thinking of the simplest way to deal with the zombie that lacked human intelligence: fucking spartan kicking its face when it got close thanks to Corrupt slowing it down and its head being at the right height.
Resulting in the neck of the zombie snapping a full 90 degrees backwards.
Abel quickly stopped using Corrupt and instead used Appraise on this freak that was clacking its teeth at him, only having the use of its head.
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[Name: Benjamin Scott] | [Age: 17]
[Race: Zrendza]
[Physique: None]
[Level: 0]
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[Stats]
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Health: 1/600
Mana: 20/20
Strength: 1 | Dexterity: 15
Constitution: 1 | Intelligence: 1
Vitality: 5 | Wisdom: 1
Agility: 20 | Spirit: 1
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[Skills]
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{Novice}
[Infectious Disease: 0%]
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[Description]
Zrendzas are a type of enhanced zombie focused on speed to swiftly kill their prey. Usually, they hunt in packs of 3–10, but there are cases of them hunting alone. Beware, as they are attracted by sounds, heat, and the smell of any blood, even other zombies, as they tend to be cannibalistic. Who said a zombie only ate human brains? These guys sure aren't like those fussy eaters.
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Abel, not caring about reading through its stats, chose to stomp on the zrendza's head, as he didn't know if more were about to grace him with their presence.
Choosing to absorb the experience from it and fatty, a System message popped up informing him how much Exp. he had received.
[Lvl Exp. Gained: 6XP]
With that nice, fat chunk of experience, he was only two points away from finally gaining a level.
Looking at the black blood dripping from his left arm onto the ground, Abel ripped his left sleeve from his arm and wrapped it around his left forearm to stop the bleeding.
He was trying to keep on the lookout while doing this, as he didn't know whether another weird creature would show up to shove tentacles into him or spit acid on his face.
When he realized that nothing else was coming as the sun was getting lower due to it being around late afternoon, he went to the two girls on the ground and helped them up, blasting the bile on the floor with Corrupt.
The three of them then started walking towards the stairs, cleaning up four zombies along the way.
Turning to the right before the stairs, heading in the direction of the teachers' lounge to look for food in the fridge there, Abel decided to open his stats before they continued to the next right turn, officially placing themselves in the same corridor of the teachers' lounge.
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[@%$%! $%@# System]
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[Name: Abel Obsidian] | [Age: 17]
[Race: Inferior Husk]
[Physique: Unknown]
[System Lvl: 0]
[System Exp: 0/10]
[Host Lvl: 1]
[Host Exp: 2/20]
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[Stats]
Health: 6860.5/6910.5
Mana: 1255/2510
Strength: 21.1 | Dexterity: 19.005
Constitution: 20.1 | Intelligence: 11.2
Vitality: 39.005 | Wisdom: 13.9
Agility: 19.005 | Spirit: 31.2
[SP: 10]
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[Skills]
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{Novice Skills}
[Appraise: 20%] | [Wither: 39%] | [Corrupt: 14%] | [Nurturing Corruption: 0%] | [@%$&! Envelopment: 3%]
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[Trait(s)]
[Usurp: 4%]
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[Storing]
[Enveloped Beings: 0]
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Abel looked at his Status screen and clicked on it.
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[Status Points]
[You increase your stats with them, dummy.]
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His brow started twitching, followed by him reaching to the side instinctively to catch Omi, but she was too quick, hiding behind a certain redhead, causing Abel to, instead of grabbing a certain cheeky fairy, grab something soft and squishy...