"I, like a moderate part of the population, was asleep when the apocalypse happened. Luckily unlike most of the other people with pets, woke up before my house cat could kill me." --- Beginnings of a legend, Erick the Immortal.

Erick was having, quite possibly, the strangest dream he had ever had. He had read quite a few litrpgs and system apocalypse novels in his life, but never had he had a dream about them. The window floating before him was asking him simple questions that sounded like filler for a backstory. "Is this... lucid dreaming?" He wondered out loud. Then shrugged, filling out the questionnaire with information for his favorite roleplaying OC. He shuddered in mild self-directed horror at the chuunibyou of his teenage self when he made this character, but what else were dreams for? A powerful immortal who agonized over past mistakes, wrestled with his inner monster and took out his rage on those who would cross him. Pure edge lord content. After a few minutes the questions ended and he read back over his answers. A roar in the distance startled him and his eyes snapped open. Looking around the floating screen was still in front of him.

Answers have been confirmed, Please wait.

"What?" he mumbled and then a low rumbling growl drew his eyes to the top of his dresser. Sitting on top where his TV should have been was a feline beast the size of a cougar with familiar coloring. "A-Akira?" he whispered wide eyed. The felines growl intensified, yellow eyes glowing lightly in the darkness. He dove to his left, off the side of the bed just as the big cat pounced, "BAD CAT!" he yelled as he wrestled with the blanket wrapped around him. He freed himself just in time raises his arm to block the finger long fangs of the cat from reaching his throat. The cats claws sank into his shoulder painfully as it ripped a chunk out of his arm.

Erick screamed as his blood sprayed from the missing chunk of his arm and began to well up around the claws sunk into his shoulders. His vision began to turn red and his scream became a roar as he reached up and gripped the large cats neck with his uninjured hand. The cat hissed at first but the sound quickly morphed into a gurgle as he began to squeeze. The cat began to rake its back claws, trying to get itself free. Ericks thighs were quickly shredded and the claws in his shoulders also raked down slicing open his chest. He just growled in response and twisted his hand, a crackling snap announcing the breaking of bones in the cats neck. The cat collapsed on top of him like a puppet with its strings cut.

Erick just lay there, breathing heavily as blood pumped out of his multitude of wounds. "what the FUCK?!" he said, as his eyes scanned over the monstrous face of his once tiny house cat. A moment later a small window appeared with the words

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Would you like to Loot? Y/N

He stared at the window for another few minutes before warily thinking 'Y.' another window popped up quickly replacing the previous one.

You have received:

a pristine mutated cat pelt

three mutated cat claws

a mutated cat fang

The body on top of him burst into pixelated light and a neatly folded pelt, a string with three claws tied on it, and a three inch long fang fell on to his bloody chest. "ah great, perfect, wonderful" he grumbled, his vision finally lost the red tint as he began to calm down. He tried to sit up, and his vision quickly began to fade to black. Falling back on to his floor another screen popped up.

Warning! You are bleeding heavily! you lose 10 hp!

Warning! You are bleeding heavily! you lose 10 hp!

Warning! you are at critical health! You are bleeding heavily! you lose 10 hp!

He struggled in vain to try and staunch the bleeding, grabbingly futilely at the blanket. "No! no no no no! shit" He quickly pressed the blanket to his chest watching as the blood soaked through it. Another window popped up, he looked hopeful that it would tell him the bleeding had stopped.

Class creation complete!

"What?" he said, confused at the message he was not expecting. Another window popped up, this one he had been dreading.

Warning! you are at critical health! You are bleeding! you lose 5 hp!

His eyes widened, surprised at how much just covering the wounds had helped. Then a new message popped up that his confused brain barely processed before everything faded to black.

You have died.