I try my best, pushing with all my strength… Still isn’t enough. The shit is stronger than me at the moment, forcing me to push with all my strength, but I can’t give up.
No way in hell! I will not let some shit be stronger than me.
Push harder! Push past my limits! Don’t let up! I can not afford to lose all my progress! All these thoughts spinning in my head like a mantra.
A battle of strength, willpower, and frankly, desperation. In this transcendent fight, I can not afford to lose! Not there! Not to this!
I’ll not be defeated by some... literally shit. I thought, so I pushed, giving in this push every bit of my will and strength. More! I give it more than everything, not 100% but 120%! I am nearly there!
I took a big breath for the last winning push. My vision becomes blurry and gets darker…
The World went dark.
SYSTEM INTEGRATION …9%…
Huh?... Soo… I didn’t pass out from shitting too hard?… good. Relief goes through my mind. But what the hell is happening?! Why is this text sticking to my vision?!
SYSTEM INTEGRATION …27%...
YOUR PLANET IS BEING INTEGRATED INTO THE SYSTEM.
Yeah, sure. Integrate my planet while I am taking the biggest shit I ever had. Why not, right? It seems like a GREAT Idea. Top-tier timing, for sure.
SYSTEM INTEGRATION …92%...
It is like in these web novels I’ve used to read at 3 am. Even the text is in my face, the same way it was, when I read on my phone, and the phone fell on my face.
I hope it will, at least, be fun, when I have to undergo it.
SYSTEM INTEGRATION …100%...
The darkness lifted, and my vision began to clear.
First thing I’ve noticed is that I am still perched on the toilet, where my epic fight took place.
But the toilet itself does not look the same as before. Something changed. The toilet seat feels wet and spongy.
Eww
It's a completely different feeling than sitting on a warmed up porcelain seat. Everything is now overgrown with moss and looking old. Even the toilet paper is a soggy mess – absolutely unthinkable to use something like this to wipe. I don’t know why, but thank God, the roll in my hand remained in its normal state, ready for wiping, something I immediately do.
Mid-move, I freeze. All hair on my body standing on end. Low, guttural noises come from the other side of the rotting toilet door - sounding like a grunting of a sick pig.
Disgusted frown appear on my face. HUH?! Wow, awesome. First, my toilet turns into a fucking jungle and now, there is... I don’t know what! A Demonic pig or some, behind the door.
Then, nearly shitting myself again, a rusty blade come through the door, making it fall into pieces and sending chunks of wood flying. The door crumbles and reveals a wielder of the dagger.
The “You are not serious, right?!” type of expression slides to my face as I catch sight of the intruder.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!”
It stands there, with a bloated belly hanging out, small short arms and legs. Ugly green face with big pointy nose and small, nearly unintelligent eyes with only hunger in them.
Goblin - Level 6
Bruh. You gotta be kidding me. I didn’t sign for this crap.
He raise his rusty dagger, aiming right at my head. I, still in disbelief, fall back on the spongy toilet seat, trying to not shit myself from the shock.
Instinct kick in - I quickly lean forward, his sword flies right over my head.
I am not gonna die here with my pants around my ankles, don’t think so fella.
SYSTEM IFORM…
Get lost!
I Ignore the system message.
There is only one option how to survive... The obvious one – killing this bastard.
Bouncing from the toilet and lunging forward after this ugly green bastard, tackling him to the ground. I grab his hand with a weapon preventing my precious ass from being stabbed, and start throwing punches at his face. Blood splashing and splattering all around with each punch landed.
He squealed and tweaked, but it was no help for him. I kneel on him with my whole body and swing my fists on his head without mercy.
When he finally stops moving, I give him a few more hits, just to make sure... not like it’s needed. His face, after the beating, looks kind of like mashed potatoes... really bloody mashed potatoes. My fists are all bruised up and the pyjama I wear is soaked up with blood. It is uncomfortably warm and the pyjamas stick to my skin.
There you go, bastard. You shouldn’t disturbed my precious time on the toilet.
Also.
“This should be a level up, right?” I mutter to myself and wipe my hands into the few still relatively clean spots on my pyjama top, all of them on my back.
I remain kneeling on top of the dead body, breathing heavily and enjoying the remnants of adrenaline with a cheeky smile. He was extremely weak, but damn, it is still hell a good feeling to beat him.
“Hah... Kade Huxley, Goblin beater, the first.” I chuckle.
Getting some deep breaths while adrenalin coming out of my body. My heavy breathing is, right now, the only sound disturbing the absolute silence that surrounds the whole house. If not for my gasping for air, you could hear a butterfly flap its wings.
No other goblins nor any other monsters are around. Their heartbeat would echo through the silence – I would hear them, as my breath calms.
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Thinking about it now... this is the first time I’ve been violent like that… I have always been more on the peaceful side, not wanting to get involved in fights. There could come out only problems from fighting and nothing good nor useful... Not like I can’t fight, don’t get me wrong, I can fight. It wasn’t just a best option back then, you know.
Hmm. Shouldn’t I feel bad or something, because I killed him? Not like I care about it that much... I guess it would be different if it was a human, but even then, if he wanted to hurt me, I would kill him without remorse. No more discussing this nonsense. I will get through anyone who would step in my way, peacefully or violently, I don’t care.
This settled up, I stand up, cracking my neck.
“First thing, first” I put my pyjama pants back to their destined place before anything else... They had been down there the whole time and I really don’t like that.
The most important thing done, so maybe I should now check the system information I had to neglect.
SYSTEM INFORMATION
Welcome to the system controlled universe. For your planet’s small size, it has been integrated and merged with other planets. Be grateful for this opportunity to elevate your existence.
It actually looks not so boring, unlike the old world. Just didn’t had to happen while taking a shit, though.
SYSTEM EVENT
Tutorial, where you will learn the basics of your new reality. If you refuse to attend a tutorial, or if you do not decide in the given time, you will gain double leveling speed until the tutorial period ends. [ 10 seconds remaining ]
Fuck tutorial, who needs it... Definitely not me. Give me my double XP, please.
You have not decided in a given time. You will skip the tutorial. Double leveling speed activated, Good luck.
WHAAT?! You little piece of shit... Well actually it is whatever since I wanted double XP anyways. Heh.
And another, smaller ones
LEVEL UP
LEVEL UP
So, what level am I now, hm?
?Status!“
Kade Huxley
Title: none
Level 2
Affinity: reach level 10 to unlock
Abilities:
- Multilanguages [ / ]
- Identify [ basic ]
Skills:
Huh…I opened it on the first try, lol. Also I had been level 0 it seems... Bullshit system. It doesn’t make any sense, you start in every game on lvl 1 so why did I start on 0? It does not look like a big difference, but it really irritates me.
Nothing else does concern me as much as my starting level, though. Both abilities are rather self-explaining and I will for sure discover the difference between ability and skill in the future. Right now, there are not enough samples to make any reasonable assumptions.
I check the goblin, but he does not have anything useful on him besides his rusty dagger, and maybe the piece of clothing wrapped around his intimate parts... But I don’t really want that, so only the dagger finds a new owner.
“Better than nothing, I guess.”
I tuck the dagger into my waistband and take a deep breath before going to check what was left from my house.
I look around, slowly walking through my, with darkness covered house. Because it was early morning my windows were still covered with curtains.
The hallway is darker than I remember, the air thick with the scent of rot and mold. I move silently. No need for jokes right now. The house could be hiding more surprises.
I feel nothing particularly strong, just a little bit of emptiness… After all it was my home, now reminiscent of an abandoned place for several years.
When I reach the living room and see my favourite chair covered in vines, I snap back to sarcasm. “Well, that’s one way to redecorate,” I muttered, giving the chair a half-hearted kick. The rotten chair leg breaks and I have to quickly step back to avoid it falling on my leg. Once it hits the ground, it basically decomposes.
“ What a poor end, for an amazing chair. “ I mumble and continue in my house tour.
I feel like a serial killer, wandering through my house, the morning sun shines between the curtains.
It looks like while system was integrating, everything got touched with some system time fuck.
I step outside, the damp grass cool beneath my bare feet. The fresh air feels awesome. I make a few deep breaths, filling my lungs with this mold-free air.
I lived on the edge of not so small city, and the past tense is on point…
The city is gone, replaced with endless hayfields and towering trees that looks like they came from a fantasy novel.
So my old house, which I bought not so long ago, is now sitting in between a vast hayfield and huge, I mean really HUGE forest…
…Those trees are the biggest things I’ve ever seen. No tree on earth could possibly be that big.
My eyes scan the horizon, noting the way the sunlight glinted off the distant leaves. It was beautiful, but beauty meant nothing if I couldn’t survive.
?Soo… Yeah, what now?“
?Hmmm“
“ Let’s see if I can find something to stab before breakfast.”
Barefoot and just in my pyjamas I start to walk towards the forest. The grass is cold and light on my feet as I walk and I enjoy the silence broken only by the sounds of nature.
***
I am getting more annoyed with every step. No dungeons, no quests, no monsters. Just endless trees and forest cover slapping against my bare ankles.
All this integration and system “big talk”, and I am wandering around like a lost fucking tourist.
I kick at the root sticking out of the ground, only for my foot to snag. I stumble forward, nearly kissing the ground.
“Fuck! Fucking root! Damn it! Can’t even walk straight in this godforsaken fore-“
I quickly duck, something flies over, the snap of jaws breaking through my rant. My instincts kicked in just in time for me to duck as the thing’s teeth clamped shut, where my neck had been just a second ago.
Shit!
I twist around to catch sight of it – a wolf, sleek and silver, one eye blue and the other one silver like a moon – blind.
Silver Wolf – Level 8
I push myself up. Big smile came up on my face.
“Finally.”
Only the soft rustling of leaves and my instinct saved me from quick death.
With the dagger in my hand and in my pyjamas, I face the wolf without fear, smiling back at his low growling.
Our eyes are locked onto each other, tracking every single movement. I can see his muscles coiled like a spring, but so are mine.
This stare down won’t last long, anything can now start the fight... There it is.
I blink.
He attack.
My eyes open wide, smile disappears.
He’s fast!
I sidestep, the dump earth sliding under my bare feet, the rusty dagger already in my hand. His jaws snap shut just right next to my face, I can feel his warm breath and metallic scent of blood coming out from his jaw. I thrust the dagger into his shoulder, using his own momentum to push the dagger deeper.
I hold on, my grip tightening. His eyes are furiously desperate as he tries to turn around to face me, but his wounded leg betrays him and he falls. I am already moving, yanking the dagger free. He tries to fight back, but he has no chance. I drive the dagger through his throat right into his brain... He is dead in an instant, his jaws just a few millimetres away from my own shoulder.
I was faster this time.
LEVEL UP
LEVEL UP
New mastery learned – [ Dagger mastery ]
Hot blood spray on my hand, the metallic tang overwhelming, but I don’t mind. I let out the breath, I’ve been holding on and wipe my hand into the grass.
This was intense. I like it.
Silver wolf's body laying next to me, now not that much silver, but more of bloody.
The new ability, [ Dagger mastery ] seems like some kind of system crutch for dagger users, granting them greater proficiency with designated weapons. That’s what I can tell just from how the dagger feels in my hands. It's lighter, and it fits there.
“I see now...” Soo, it looks like the abilities are passives maybe? But would you call [ Identify ] passive though? Hmm... Need more samples.
I look at the wolf. “Buddy, If I had a way how to start a fire, I would eat you... I am hungry, not gonna lie.”
I leave the dead body behind and go deeper in the forest. Forced to eat berries along the way.
I am starting to be hungry and those berries cannot feed me enough.
I can feel that since I got that ability, the dagger feels more natural in my hand, like I've fought a decent amount of battles with it, which of course is not the case.
I can also feel that the level ups made me stronger, just a little bit… But imagine it after 10 or 20 levels, when even now I am confident enough to take on the strongest person before the System.
I giggle.
It feels awesome.
?I want more.“