Now that I’m done thinking about complicated stuff, like how to min-max my build, I look around to inspect my surroundings.

I didn’t have time to take in the scenery earlier since I was teleported right in the middle of a bunch of mobs. It looks like I’m in some sort of huge hallway with a giant door at the far end away from me. That door must lead to the next floor. I can’t wait to see the dumb look on the other chosen ones’ faces when they realize that I already cleared the first floor!

I hop over the gross zombie parts scattered around on the floor and sprint to the huge door. I’ve got no time to waste, it’s a race to the top! I push open the door and run through it.

[Zombie Lord has been awakened.]

Hm? Lord? I still have to fight another monster? I spot a 10 feet tall giant zombie on the other side of this huge room. The room is so big that it must’ve been made for a 10 foot tall giant zombie! Haha…

I pull my sword out of its sheath and aim it towards the giant zombie. It finally notices that I’m here and pulls out its weapon from its waist. A giant spiked metal club. It’d hurt like a mother fucker to get hit by one of those things, especially by a 500 pound fiend like that.

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I already decimated 23 zombies earlier though, how much harder could this thing be? Zombie flesh is all rotten and gross, so my sword should slice through it like butter. I just leveled up my stats, so I’ll probably kill it in one hit won’t I?

I dash forwards towards the zombie and send out a slash with the power of 23 experience points behind it.

The zombie lord sees me moving towards it and decides to wind up his swing as if he were using a baseball bat. Unlucky for him though, my slash is clearly going to land much earlier and chop him in half, just like I did to his minions. His club won’t hit me because he’ll be a pile of rotten experience points before his slow attack could ever reach me.

Swish, my sword perfectly lands into the head of the zombie, splitting it perfectly in half… is what was supposed to happen. It didn’t cut deep enough?! My sword bounces off of his rock hard skull even though I aimed it perfectly, my strength stat must not have been high enough, FUCK!

Wham! The sound of an extremely loud thud echoed through the large room. My entire body gets lifted off the ground and sent flying across the room. There’s no way this is fair, the weight classes are way too far apart. Smashed by a huge spiked club, blood is leaking out from all over my body. My body is crying in pain, all I can do is lay on the ground, there’s no way in hell I can move. Could any human being move after getting hit by a 500 pound monster?

The zombie asshole slowly walks up to me, as if to taunt me. It already knew that it won. I have no chance of survival. To add insult to injury, it winds up its baseball swing the exact same way as before. It’s mocking me and making sure that it finishes me off completely. This is going to hurt.