Callan was ramped to a tree. In front of him was a boar. The boar didn't even take a second to break and started to run with its tusk pointed forward.

Callan didn’t have enough time to make a plan. All he needed and could do was to run away from the attack. He waited until the boar was 1 and a half meters away from him and dodged. He spun to the ground awkwardly, but he kneeled up and stabbed the boar.

“Graaaa!!!” Yelled the boar.

Callan took the spear out and the boar was frozen for a second. In this second Callan tried to attack the boar again but then it started to run away.

“Oh hell nah!” Callan started to chase the boar and attacked it with his spear again. “Graa!!” This time, now with an injury on its side and behind, the boar started running faster. Callan just stood still and after trying to run, the boar stopped.

The spear was still stuck behind the boar. With the pain it had endured, it couldn't move anymore, it was on the brink of death. Callan took the spear out and cut one of the boar's legs.

Now immobile, Callan jumped above the boar and rode it. It then stabbed the head of the boar with his spear. “Fuck! That was fucking amazing!!!!!” Callan yelled. His heart was pumping so fast the entire time. It kept beating faster and was burning more and more.

Callan didn’t feel tired or scared at all. Actually, he felt so happy. The adrenaline of fighting was truly bringing him so much happiness. “Ahhhhh!!! This is what humans are supposed to be!!!!” It was true. Humans were originally strong animals. Intelligence was a source of strength and also weakness.

“Fuck! Ok, now I'll just drag this boar to the pond.” And so he did. Following the tree barks, Callan got back to the pond. Callan first wanted to make a fire before butchering the boar.

As another normal thing a nerd knows. Making fire was one of them. “Wait… I have rope… that means I can just use the bow method!”

And so, Callan made a small rope and applied it to a bendable log. Callan made fire and used twigs as a source of fuel. Now there is something a nerd like him didn’t know. That was how to butcher an animal.

But butchering was just cutting meat. He doesn't need to be a professional as long as he just avoids the organs there will be no health issues. Well for the most part.

Callan took a long stick and threw it into the pond. He dragged the boar closer to the pond. He started washing the log and removed some extra fibers that he might swallow.

He started to use his spear as a way to cut the boar, but with the length and extra strength needed to repeatedly slice the skin, it was far too unreliable. Callan just decided to pick a new stone. Wash it. Then slice the meat.

He skewered the small pieces of meat with the long stick picked and washed them. Callan then headed to the campfire and started to cook the meat. “Ok, I forgot to get wood to hold up the stick.” Callan couldn’t just drop the meat, so he just carried it relying on his shoulders.

Callan looked for branches with two other branches at the end of it. After finding two pieces of branches that met the condition. Callan finally started to cook and ate for the first time in a long time.

Callan ate the whole stick and that was good enough for him. The boar was still beside the pond and Callan just ignored it. He couldn’t waste time not practicing to swim.

And so days passed. Callan practiced and practiced. After that, he eats once a day. It was not normal, but once was enough for him. Despite being a shut-in, he actually wasn’t fat. Well, that was definitely because he just doesn’t like eating. Which is just weird… maybe he’s an alien! Ok, I should really stop being sentient.

“Ok… I’m ready!” Callan stood above the pond. His feet were submerged in the water. His toes scrunching dirt. His hands were shaking. His eyes were red. Callan jumped and he kept his eyes open as he paddled as fast as he could to the deepest part of the pond.

I’m almost there. It didn’t take long and Callan managed to go into the middle of the pond, which was also the deepest part of it. What do I do here? Do I just dig to find the- While Callan was thinking. When he touched the ground he immediately got transported in another plane.

“Shit! I didn’t bring my spear!” But Callan didn’t have to worry about his spear. He wasn’t in some place to fight. No, no, he was there to wait for his death. Oh, I should probably mention before I forget… the tower… It's hell alright.

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“What monster?” Callan was inside a pitch-black room. He couldn’t move or see. He knew his eyes were open. He could touch it. But his feet wouldn’t move no matter how hard he tried. And even if he blinked multiple times, he still couldn't see. Though blinking was definitely making him feel weird.

What is going to happen?! Callan was back underwater. He was beneath the lowest part of the pond. Above him were things that were definitely not there before. There were a total of 3 fishes above Callan and Callan couldn’t waste time. He didn’t have infinite air.

As soon as he was teleported back, he just started swimming upwards. Screw those fish that now actually look like piranhas and if they were, well, Callan was dead.

The fish was swimming towards Callan. And it wasn’t just one. It was all of them. Fuck! This fucking tower tricked me! Oh, and it very much did.

A piranha tried to bite Callan’s leg. Thankfully he was able to retract it sooner. Fuck! Fuck! I need to get out of the water! Callan wasn’t the best at swimming. But he has improved immensely. Callan was carefully dodging the piranhas. But only 3 dodges are really possible when you are in the realm of your enemy.

Aghhh!!! Callan was grazed on his arm with the teeth of one of the piranhas. They really like my arms, don’t they! Callan was holding on to his screams. Just one opening of his mouth was the sign of his death.

Callan kicked one of the heads of the piranhas. It was a horrible choice. Callan's momentum was halted and he slowed enough for another one to hit him. The piranhas were swimming around Callan, taking turns to attack him. Callan was finally getting close to the surface but he couldn’t really swim to the land as he was surrounded.

Once again, to get out of the situation, Callan had to make sacrifices. I leave the damages to you Mirai! Callan took the hit of one of the Piranhas. His left hand was bitten. Callan used the entrance to the free side and swam that way. The piranha bit his hand off and Callan was batshit going insane in his head.

Agghhhhhhh!!!!!!!! He was going to faint from the pain, but he had to push through. It’s just a hand compared to his entire life. Though definitely having your blood flow out of your hand is an incredibly painful experience, no less that he is literally in water.

Callan got out of the water and he immediately screamed. “AAAGGHHHHHH!!!!” He ran towards his spear and noticed that barriers were forming around the pond. He couldn’t run. And at the same time, the pond was weirdly going up.

Callan’s eyes were filled with tears. He hurried to his shirt and he pressed his hand to stop the bleeding. He tied a cloth as tight as possible to his hand as fast as possible. “Fuck shit!!!! Fuck!!! Aghhhhh!!!”

Callan was biting his lips till it bled. His eyes were tearing up from the pain without even him noticing. He grabbed his spear and started to aim at the Piranhas who were swimming at him. He relaxed for a bit as the water wasn’t high enough for the giant piranhas to get him.

Callan fell to the ground and he started to actually cry. “Fuck! Fuck! Why am I even here! I did nothing wrong!” Callan was out of breath. His left hand was gone and his eyesight was filled with tears. His lips were bleeding and his entire body was shaking.

It only took a few minutes and the water was high enough that the three piranhas were already coming towards Callan. He held his spear with one hand and used his severed arm as a helping stand to carry the weight.

He placed his left arm forward and placed the spear on top of it. He dealt a blow to the brains of one of the piranhas killing it. But the other two already surrounded him.

The water was just at the waist of Callan. The piranhas weren't as big as Callan but they were still as high as his weight. They were half his entire height.

The piranha at the left was closer than the other one. Callan pulled his spear out and held the spear with both his hands… wait he doesn’t have his left arm!

Callan got his right leg bitten. It was a lost cause. He will lose his leg. He knew that. The spear went straight down to the head of the piranha. Before dying it severed Callan’s right leg. “Agghhhhhhh!!!!!” Callan was screaming so loud it broke his vocal cords.

His entire body went into panic and his spear broke. The other piranha got to Callan and it swallowed the entire lower half of his body. Callan was still conscious. As he saw and felt the piranha. He squished his right hand tight with the broken piece of wood. The stone spear has turned into a true wooden spear.

The piranha started to bite and at that moment Callan stabbed the piranha and lost his aim due to the fatigue and loss of blood. The wooden spear hit the eye instead of the brain of the piranha causing it to bite harder and faster. And the only thing Callan could do was just stab deeper.

Callan fainted, with his entire lower half gone… he completed the second floor. For the second time. He has died. Buy.

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