Items - (Weapon-Type)

'Wow, what perfect timing!' he thought looking at the glowing object in his hands, now identified to be a short blade. It was about 40 cm long, with a one-sided, black blade. It's grip was covered in green bandaging and its gaurd was covered in black fur, which covered his hand when he held it.

He inspected it some more, turning his hand so he could see the other side of the blade. As he was inspecting and admiring the blade a blue screen had appeared before him.

[You have discovered Weapon-Type Item. Say or think 'Show info' to get the information of the item.]

'Huh, so this works like a game too.' he thought with a twinkle in his eye, while reading the message. He looked at the blade again, running his hand over the grip, the fur and blade. 'Show info' he thought.

{Kin}

(A black blade that contains the omonious and depressing aura of the dead.)

[Stats]

|+10 Dexterity|

|+5 Agility|

[Ability] Abyssal hands:

(When Kin is slammed into the ground, ghostly dark hands will launch from it to restrain a target. Only limited to one target, aswell as only up to 4 uses a day.)

As he read through the info his eyes widened. 'Abyssal hands will probably be a really good ability when used well.' he thought, looking at the blade.

'The boosts to my attributes are helpful too, especially Dexterity.' He looked around, everything looked more clearer, as he could see more finer details that he previously couldn't see.

He looked down to the blade once more and then swung it. It made a whistle sound as it sliced through the air. He swung a couple more times to get the hang of it. When he was done he looked around for long grass for a new sheath as the one he had now was to small.

He quickly found a handful of long grass and went back inside the house to weave a sheath. It took an hour until it was done and it didnt look great by any means, but it did the job.

He sheathed his blade and looked over everything once more. 'Status window'. he thought.

[Alaric James]

[Human]

[Health]: 100/100

[Energy]: 320/320

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[Strength]: 12

[Dexterity]: 6 (+10)

[Agility]: 11 (+5)

[Defence]: 8

[Wisdom]: 12

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[Attribute points]: 8

'Huh, so I don't have to have the blade equiped to get its boosts, so long as it touches my body I get the boosts.' he thought as he looked at his new stats.

He once again took a step outside the house and looked around. He looked at all the trees and house abd took a deep breath. He then walked off the porch and onto the road again. He looked to the left and then to the right and walked in the opposite direction of where he came from.

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Three days had passed since he left the house. While on the road he looted abandoned cars and houses, hoping to find something useful. He did find fresh water and more canned food, so that was a plus.

On the way he also encountered a bunch of zombies. He had killed them pretty quickly due to his new blade and stats. He had become acustomed and used to the blade making his movements more sharper and refined. The attribute points he got from them, he decided to put some in Wisdom and to spare the rest for now and use them when needed.

He was now close to the edge of the town. The town he lived in was a bit away from other civalisation so when you were at the edge of the town you could only see country side. He closed in on the edge.

As he walked he bumped his head against something invicible. He took a step back and looked around and then stared at the blue screen that had appeared infront of him.

[Can not leave this area. Boss monster has not been killed yet.]

'Sh*t, there's a boss monster too? Where could it-' his train of thought was interrupted as he heard the wind whistling. He quickly unsheathed his blade, spinning around and blocking the blurring claw that was intent on killing him.

CLANG!

Alaric was pushed back against the invicible barrier, leaving him wide open. The weird looking zombie took the chance and swung his arm forward, looking to pierce right through Alaric.

White energy suddenly coalesced on the side of Alaric's torso. It quickly exploded launching him to the side, missing the blurring claw by an inch.

Alaric looked to his side and saw that the claw had actually nicked his shirt, as there was a tear on it. He quickly looked up at the zombie. It looked different than the other zombies he had encountered. This one was more muscular, like the build of an athlete, more specificly a sprinter

'Guess this one is built for speed, based on the streamlined muscles.' he wearily looked at the zombie. 'With my current stats it will be hard to beat this guy, but I have a plan.' he thought, smirking.

The zombie quickly sprang back into action. Running at him with break neck speeds. Alaric channeled white energy on the soles of his feet, blasting backwards faster the zombie.

'System! Put 5 into Strength, 5 into Dexterity and 10 into agility.' Alaric quickly felt power entering his body. As he was flying backwards, he gripped his blade tightly in both hands and slamming it into the ground slowing his momentum. It carved a line into the tar and unearthing some of it.

As the zombie barreled towards him, 5 dark ghostly hands flew from the blade towards it. It tried dodging, but the hands were too fast, gripping onto his wrists, ankles and neck, holding him tightly in place.

'Those hand won't last for long, so I better make this quick.' he thought, looking at the struggling zombie. Alaric took off at break neck speeds, blurring towards the zombie. He appeared infront of the zombie in an instant.

The zombie only saw one last thing before his death. Those cold, calculating brown eyes of his killer and then everything went black.

Alaric's blade blurred, aiming straight for the zombies neck. It cut the ghostly hand in half making the energy split and fly to the sides. The blade then reached it's neck in an instant, slicing cleanly through.

Alaric slid past the zombie, flipping his blade into a reverse grip and slamming it into the tar road, stopping his movement. He pulled his blade out and saw that there were no chips or scratches. 'Phew, I misjudged my speed there.' he thought looking at the headless zombie.

'Thank god for this hands, if they were broken through earlier I would have been in trouble, as he was a bit faster and stronger than me' he thought.

[You have killed a superior zombie. +3 attribute points]

'Now where would the Boss be?' he thought. 'He'll probably be at the centre of the town.' he deduced, swiping his blade to fling the blood off it. 'Well, there isn't anything else to do. Let's go kill a boss then.'

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