Kapitel 6: Chapter 6: Big fucking Rats
As I traversed the ruins of the city, armed with my makeshift rebar club, I set my sights on the museum where Tony worked. It seemed a logical destination, given its distance from the epicenter of whatever disaster had befallen the city. I clung to the hope that Tony, being further away, had a greater chance of survival—and that he hadn't met the same fate as me.
However, as I made my way through the desolate streets, a sense of unease began to creep over me. Out of the corner of my nonexistent eye, I caught glimpses of movement in the darkness. Yet, whenever I turned to investigate, nothing remained but the eerie stillness of the ruined cityscape.
At first, I brushed off these fleeting sightings as mere figments of my imagination. But as time passed and the scurrying sounds drew closer, my apprehension grew. With each step I took towards the museum, the sense of being watched intensified.
Then, in a chilling moment, I felt a faint scratch at the back of my bony leg—a sensation that sent shivers down my spine. Hastening my pace, I pressed on towards the museum, the need to reach Tony's presumed safety driving me forward despite the growing sense of dread that gnawed at my every step.
Then suddenly something came flying from the shadow of a over turned car. Caught off guard by the sudden attack,I swung my rebar club in a blind panic. The makeshift weapon connected with the assailant, sending it hurtling to the ground with a sickening thud. With adrenaline coursing through my skeletal frame, I wasted no time in delivering a decisive blow, crushing the creature's skull with a swift and decisive strike.
As the creature lay lifeless at my feet, a notification appeared before me, its words flashing in my mind like a surreal revelation.
[Tier 0 creature killed: 5 exp]
Startled by the sudden attack, I instinctively looked down to assess the creature that had leaped at me. At first glance, I mistook it for a medium-sized dog, but upon closer inspection, I recoiled in horror—it was a giant rat.
The rat's skull had been crushed under the force of my blow, and instead of leaking red blood, it oozed a strange green substance. The toxic ooze dripped from its lifeless form, pooling on the ground in a sickly puddle.
A wave of revulsion washed over me, intensifying with each step I took closer to the museum. The hazardous green ooze from the mutated rat's remains served as a grim reminder of the dangers lurking in the ruins of the city. As I pressed on, the presence of mutated rats grew more prevalent, their twisted forms a constant threat to my safety. Though they were not as large as the first creature, their numbers posed a formidable challenge.
Despite the rising tide of fear and uncertainty, two thoughts bolstered my resolve: the need to save Tony and the promise of leveling up to stabilize my existence. With these motivations driving me forward, I steeled myself against the encroaching danger and pressed on towards the museum.
'Status'
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[Name: Brook. D .Newport]
[Race: Undead]
[Species: unstable Skeleton]
[Class: none](Reach level 10 to receive a class)
[Rank: 0]
[Level: 1](75/100)
[Health: 2/2]
[Mana points: 2/2]
[Stat points: 0]
[Strength: 2]
[Endurance: 2]
[Agility: 2]
[Wisdom: 2]
[Intelligence: 2]
[skills: none]
[Note: Keep up the Good work]
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'Almost to a level up' Thats all I thought as I became much more murder happy even at some point chasing the rats down as they have learned to fear me showing a level of information sharing among these mutated creature to even match primitive humans but this didn't bother me much as I quickly scored 3 more kills bringing me up to 90/100 but sadly I was unable to find anything to kill as most rats were faster than me and scurried away to fast for me to even attack them.
'guess its onto the museum' with that I continued on my way to the museum which now came into view
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
-- Power-
Rangliste 
-- Power-
Stein