The starry night sky shines down upon a black-haired young man walking down the desolate street. The young man's name is Connor Cyning, and he is about to die.
He continues walking down the street, and when he turns the corner he sees a hooded man leaning eerily against the wall of the building. He tries to walk fast by, trying to not catch the man's attention. But it was impossible to do that.
"Wait" the hooded man forces Connor to stop. When Connor turns around to face the hooded man he notices a silver like knife in the in the man's right hand.
"Give me all your money!" He points the knife closer to Connor's neck. Connor stays calm and says in a calm manner.
"I don't have any money on me." When the hooded man hears this he visibly gets more agitated.
"Don't lie!! Give me all your money, all of it, otherwise I will stab this knife into your neck!!!" He screams and thrusts the knife even closer to Connor's neck. Connor can feel cold sweat go down his back, and his already fast beating heart beats even harder.
"Like I said, I don't have any money." Connor tries speaking calmly but he hears the shaking in his voice.
"I warned you!!!!!!" the hooded man says that and thrusts the knife towards Connor's neck, but before the knife reaches him, Connor has already grabbed the hooded man's hands stopping the knife from reaching Connor.
When the hooded man feels that his hands were stopped he puts more strength into his arms. When Connor feels the sudden increase in power behind the knife he can't hold it in place anymore and it goes towards Connor's body at a fast speed, but luckily Connor managed to change the direction of the knife and it stabs into Connor's stomach.
Connor feels an immense pain from his stomach and he can feel a slightly warm liquid fall from it, blood, his blood. The hooded man stumbles backward from the shock of stabbing someone.
'This must be the first time he has stabbed someone.' That thought pops into Connor's head.
Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.
Despite being stabbed Connor's still feels some strength left in his arms and legs. And Connor decides what to use those last powers for.
"If I'm going down then I'm taking you down with me!!" Connor Roars as loud as he can and takes the handle of the knife stuck in his stomach and pulls it out as fast as he can. "AAAH!!"
Connor feels as if he unplugged a bathtub and the water drains away. The blood splashes all over the ground, and with a knife, in his hand, he looks like a demon.
*Yelp* Looking at Connor like that, the hooded man feels a little fear from this maniacal young man, and he backs up a little.
"Haaah!!" Connor lunges forward with the knife first towards the hooded man.
The hooded man is frozen in fear from getting hurt, how could he have imagined that he would ever be at the end of that knife. Before he noticed it, the knife has already embedded itself into his neck making the blood spray like a gardening hose from his neck.
'The blade must have hit a major artery.'
The hooded man falls to the ground and starts choking on his own blood. Connor also feels all his strength leave him, and he falls to the ground no longer feeling any pain, and feeling cold.
After a minute or two, the sound of the hooded man choking dies down and there is complete silence other than the sound of blood flowing away from Connor's body.
Connor feels his vision go black and he starts to feel sleepy. 'That isn't good I think.'
Connor closes his eyes and he takes his last breath.
--------------------------------------------------------------
In a peaceful and quiet forest, the sun shines down upon a small tree, and under that tree's root, there is a parasite smaller than a needle head. That parasite is Connor.
Connor opens his eyes? (does normal parasites even have eyes, I'll go with that anyway)
'What the heck is this!?' Connor tries to shout, but he doesn't have a mouth so he can't. Connor looks around in a panic and tries to find out what is happening.
'Someone tried to rob, and I was stabbed, but I stabbed him back and then I died... Is this the afterlife?'
'No, doesn't look like it. It looks more like the real world.'
To see the status, say: "Status".
'Wh-What was that?'
Name: Connor Cyning
Race: Magic Parasite
Sex: Male
Level: 1
Measuring unit: 1/1000th
HP: 100/100
Mana: 1000/1000
Mana Recovery: 100/Min
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10
Agility: 10
Stamina: 10
Intelligence: 10000
Luck: 10
Skills:
Appraisal LV MAX
Parasitize LV MAX
'Okay then... Status!'
(Blue box says: (The status))
'What is this?'
'Is it something in like those novels?'
'It says Magic Parasite. Does that mean I am a parasite?'
'Okay then... Well, this will be interesting.'