The sound of growling zombies, not a treat for the ears, can be heard just right outside the hallway of my starting zone.
'I can't just bust out my big dick and fight out there...but I really need that exp for the level 10'
I opened my windows and kept checking my stats, wondering why I had no stat points to distribute, it hadn't really struck me as odd the first few minutes but now that I had the liberty to think wasn't that something terribly bad?
[Lvl 6 Ezekiel Riverman]
[Dungeon: Necromancer's Prison]
[17 years old]
[Strength: 13]
[Dexterity: 15]
[Agility: 15]
[Constituton: 11]
[Intelligence: 18]
'Yip, there's no attribute points! Hooray to a noob who didn't click yes to the tutorial!'
Goddamnit, the only way out of this, or no the only way to salvage my shitty beginnings are by...sadly working hard. I took the metal pipe that I threw before due to the rush of whatever ran through my brain at the time and for some reason, it finally showed a window.
[Death Metal Pipe]
[Damage 10-15]
[A pipe, made of metal, and well it has death in it's name so it's something...I guess?]
'Wow, that is one informative shit right there, my intelligence rised by 100 by reading that~'
Other than those, the damage was sadly very, unimpressive. Those zombies had like, what? 250 health? And the whole damn thing can deal about 240 damge in 16 hits, yeah that's right 16 hits on a single zombie and it's still wouldn't kill it! I checked the previous pun-filled weapon and aside from the requirements it was a solid weapon, but I can't use it, or can I?
[Strength: 13]
I remembered my skill, specifically [Fury] could increase strength and constitution temporarily, by how much is the question though?
[Fury activated]
I felt a sudden rush of anger that came out of nowhere, or technically, it came from the system. I just wanted to smash that fucking zombie and rip it to shreds while stepping on it's grave. But remembering the important part I checked the increase it gave me.
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[Strength: 18]
[Constitution: 16]
'5 points each huh? Plenty enough considering it-'
"FUCKING ZOMBIES!"
Huh, what the fuck did I just do? From deep inside me an anger that I could not control made me shout out loud. The rush of anger was one thing but why did I shout?
[Intelligence: 5]
Oh, 15 points decrease, hulk smash?
"OH HELL NO!"
Just then a few deep growls that we're already accustomed to started getting louder and louder, the zombies were obviously attracted by my shout. I, who was hiding behind a wall beside the main door to the canteen suddenly had the urge to come out and play and play I did. My body was as hard to stop as the sperm when you masturbate and try to stop the "coming"
[Lvl 12 Zombie Inmate]
[HP:250/250]
When I saw the indicators of the first zombie start showing, my mind lost the ability to think rationally and I tackled the dead thing back to it's supposed postion, in the grave. Not stopping there, I took my current weapon and started bashing the damnable thing in the head, or more to the fact that I actually started stabbing it with the pipe.
[-15]
[-10]
[-10]
[-15]
[Lvl 12 Zombie Inmate]
[HP:200/250]
I glanced quickly at it's decreasing HP and watched the approaching 3 zombies from the outside, I dealt a total of...I don't care. JUST KEEP BASHING!
[-15]
[-15]
...
[You have slain a Zombie Inmate 6,500 exp]
[+3 Levels]
Just as I finished bashing the thing to mushy paste the other 3 finally arrived near me, they were pathetically slow and my bashing was pretty fast so I killed the zombie first before dying. I wanted to run but [Fury] was very angry and I charged at the farthest of the 3 baby zombies. Despite me losing quite a bit of intelligence, I could clearly see the that the nearest 2 were very crippled and would have a hard time grabbing me.
"DIE ZOMBIEEEEE!"
I brought the zombie by it's neck and brought all the way to the other side of the hallway, giving me plenty more time to bash the thing to splitereens.
[You have slain a Zombie Inmate 6,500 exp]
[You leveled up]
"NOW YOUR TURN!"
I charged at the most crippled one of the slow pathetic zombies and placed it's neck at the nearest cell door before, well using the door to bash it. Bash, Bash, Bash.
[You have slain a Zombie Inmate 6,500 exp]
'No level up? Bummer-!? Damn'
[-55]
Ignoring the very ouchie bite on my neck, I pulled the zombie that managed to bite me and strangle it. It's neck was nearly off so the strangle of a 18 strength teen was enough to kill it, and apparently it was also just in time with [Fury] running out. A calm, soothing feeling came over me. No, it wasn't cum but rather a level up.
[You have slain a Zombie Inmate 6,500 exp]
[You leveled up]
"Phew, what level am I now?"
As if on cue another window appeared in front of me, this time it wasn't the usual blue color but it was white. Based on my memories yellow was probably for something important and blue was the usual
[Congratulations for reaching level 10]
[You may now use your attribute points and trait points]
[Use them wisely]
"Huh..."
A eerie silence went over me as the realization was late, I heard there was traffic. Jokes aside, the zombies I've killed turned into white lights and disappeared dropping something but my mind wasn't on that. In front of me was something, very, very unusual from the usual systems.
[Magic Potential - Gives the ability to learn magic cost: 2 trait point]
[Uncanny Strength - Adds permanent 5 points into strength ost 1 trait point]
[Angry Man - Adds extra 5 points increase in Str and Con when using Fury cost 1 trait point]
[Photographic Memory - Remember everything you see once cost 1 trait point]
[Undead Lover - Inclines you to the dark arts cost 5 trait point]
[Trait Points - 11]
"What the fuck is this?"