Most of my life was spent in a hospital. My immune system was weaker than an average persons but it was a step above from me needing to be put in a plastic bubble or a air tight room. Originally I lived in a small town but when my adopted parents noticed I got sick 3 times a month they took me to a hospital who then took me to New York. Here they can make sure I can a have somewhat normal life. I still get sick a lot but with the doctors help they can make it so I don't croak from a fever. My adopted family had to stay in my home town but they made sure to visit me whenever they can. At first Kelly, my step sister, was devastated when she heard the news and kept coming to visit me.

I didn't go to school too often but when I did I enjoyed every bit of it. The doctors made me wear latex gloves when I went but it was a small sacrifice to pay. I loved learning all I could. I soon had a goal for myself. I wanted to become a doctor to cure myself and help others. I admit that the hospital I lived at influenced my decision. I didn't make many friends at school but that happens when you go to school for a week and a half every month. But I didn't mind as I got along with the staff pretty well. Everything was going great until beginning of senior year of high school.

Let's just say a incident happened and because of that I got really depressed and had one of the worst fevers of my life. Everything was leaking out of every hole and let's just say some things were leaking where they shouldn't have leaked. It didn't help that blood was mixed in and I was loopy headed the whole time. Then during all this it happened. The world went down the toilet. If you ask me where I was when the world ended then I would say I was on the top floor of the hospital behind a locked door in a full diaper with a bed pan full of vomit, blood and used tissues by my side. I was fighting a trifecta illness. Where 3 diseases were attacking at once. Or so the doctors told me.

Anyway I was fading in and out of reality for a while. Occasionally I would hear screaming but I thought that was a dream. It went on like that for a while until everything settled down. When I was finally able to get my bearings together it was already night. First thing I did was clean myself in the rooms bathroom. Afterwards I put on some clothes and went outside for dinner. In the hallway what I saw was blood stains and claw marks everywhere. So I did the most natural thing which was run back in my room, lock the door, and put whatever I could in front of it. 

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After cowering in the corner for a few minutes I began to analyze what I saw. My first conclusion was a psycho entered the building and started attacking people. But that doesn't explain the claw marks. Next would be a escaped wild animal but if that were the case then why is it so quiet. In an emergency patients are evacuated to safety. I ran through a few more scenarios but nothing made sense. I was confused and beginning to panic when something appeared in front of me.

DUE TO YOUR GREAT COMPATIBILITY WITH THE GOD OF PLAGUES YOU ARE GIVEN A NEW SKILL!

SKILL RECEIVED

CONJURE PLAGUE

THE ABILITY TO CONJURE ANY DISEASE OR PARASITE. CAN ONLY BE CONJURED WITHIN HOSTS BODY.

What am I looking at? It is simply a transparent screen. What the hell does compatibility with a plague God mean!? I stared at it for a while then ran a little test.

" CONJURE PLAGUE"

Nothing happened. I let loose a sigh. But when I sighed a dark grayish fog came out. It said I can summon a disease. The one I chose was the common cold. But is this it? Great so I can make clouds. When I touched it my body felt terrible. After this realization I then turned to the screen. This is like in a game. I tried some things after this thought.

" Menu."

" Pause."

" Stats."

" Status."

DING

NAME: VINCENT HAMILTON

LEVEL: 1

HEALTH: 3/3

MANA: 5/10

STRENGTH: 6

VITALITY: 0

AGITILITY: 4

DEXTERITY: 2

INTELLIGENCE: 14

WISDOM: 17

Huh. Interesting.