Night had finally rolled around, and Michael had decided to take a break for the day and check his progress. He casts an Alteration spell called Cleanse to rid himself of the blood and gore and leaps ten feet into the air to land on a nearby shop front's sunshade, the thing easily supporting his weight while acting as a firmer kind of hammock
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Name : Michael Tahlin
Rank : Hero
Stats :
Strength : 35 > 39
Agility : 60.2 > 66.6
Intelligence : 47 > 48
Birthsign : The Mage
Familiar : Darth, Dark Monolith Parasite
Abilities :
[The Mage] : Enables user to learn all magic-based skills 20% faster.
[Gandalfr] : Enables user to utilise any weapon at two ranks above their current proficiency while granting them the knowledge necessary to use them. While wielding a weapon, temporarily gain +100% in all stats.
[Language Comprehension] : Enables user to understand all spoken tongues, and increase the rate of which they learn reading and writing.
[Novice Mana Manipulation] : Allows user more control over his magic, spells, and some abilities. Mana efficiency and control of power is increased.
[Pain Tolerence] : Allows user to endure great amounts of pain with little to no negative effects as a result.
[Apprentice basic Swordsmanship(Two handed swords/One handed swords)] : Determines how skilful the user is when handling swords.
[Apprentice basic Dagger techniques(Single edge, curved, straight, double edge.)] : Determines how skilful the user is when handling daggers.
[Desensitized] : Things of a violent or shocking nature fail to draw a reaction like they used to. Emotions are dulled somewhat and user is more easily able to think and rationalize in high stress situations.
Affinities :
[Lesser Water Affinity], [Fire Affinity], [Lesser Lightning Afffinity] > [Lesser Space Affinity], [Lesser Darkness Affinity], [Ice Affinity]
Spirits :
Commoner Tier :
Shadow Shaman : MAX
Slark : Lvl MAX
Riki : Lvl MAX
Hero Tier :
Anti-Mage : MAX
Lina : MAX
Winter Wyvern : 7 > 17
Magic :
Tamrielic
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Spirit : Winter Wyvern
Level : 7 > 17
Abilities :
Studious Mind (Rank 4) : Drastically increases the effectiveness of studying, rom reading books to research and practical experiments.
Arctic Burn (Rank 4) : User temporarily gains the ability to fly and breathe blistering cold winds that deal damage to any caught by it. Those affected will be afflicted with a short curse that rapidly drains their lifeforce and slows them.
Splinter Blast (Rank 2) : User throws a large ball of brittle ice that does no damage to the initially struck, but explodes outwards, launching large shards of hardened ice that both harm and slow.
Cold Embrace (Rank 4) : Temporarily encases an ally in a block of solid ice, the target gains massive damage resistance and also rapidly heals while frozen.
Winter's Curse (Rank 2) : User curses an enemy, freezing them in place and forcing those nearby to mindlessly attack them.
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"Nice." he yawns as he claps the book closed. To be honest, he was actually surprised at how quickly he was progressing. He had thought that the zombies would give little to no EXP, but it seems he had underestimated just how many he had killed today.
Even with his EXP gains, he'd also gained a lot from looting alone... All the things he missed from the modern world like games, electronics, clothes, hell, even things like toothbrushes and toilet paper.
He made sure to take occasional breaks from his rampage to steal everything in sight... After all, it wasn't like the people in this world were going to use them. As far as he was concerned, they were fucked anyway...
Anyone who learned to survive in this apocalypse wasn't going to be people he liked regardless, so who cared what happens to them? The good people would die out while the murderers and rapists lived slightly longer.
He lets out another yawn and decides to ignore his Spirit training today. He puts in headphones and pulls out a phone he'd stolen from a corpse and begins playing some of this world's music. Completely disregarding the occasional zombies that wander over and try to reach him while he rested in the sunshade.
*Crack!*
*Squelch!*
He plucks out an earphone when he hears the sound of combat, not even looking over to address it. "Ah Darth, you're back. How many did you get rid of?"
...
"Who the fuck is Darth?" a familiar voice growls from below him, causing him to sit up and look over. There, he spots the folks he'd met and almost accidentally killed earlier. The group was systematically removing any zombies that'd wandered over while he was restng, the fat one with the nail gun, the bitchy one with the mop-spear, the normal one with a baseball bat, and the sexy one with the wooden sword.
The pink-haired girl and the nurse who looked suspiciously like an older version of Tiffania seemed to be noncombatants, judging by their expectation to be protected...
"Do you guys need something?" he casually asks, not a hint of exertion from him despite the countless zombies he'd slain today.
The pink-haired one steps forwards with folded arms, "Yeah! Who the hell is Darth!? Some imaginary friend of yours!? Should have expected it from a chuunibyu cosplayer!"
...
Michael's eye twitches at the insult, images of Megumin springing to life in his mind, "Soo, that's a no then? Alright, piss off and leave me alone." he says, laying back down and wiggling a bit to get comfortable.
"W-wait! Don't listen to Takagi-san, she's just stressed from all of this." the fat boy says, attempting to calm things down.
"Look, I think we've started off on the wrong foot here... I'm Takashi Komuro," the boy starts, introducing everyone else before he continues, "We split off from the other survivors to see if you needed any help. No one, no matter how skilled can survive all of this alone! We should stick together and find a solution to all of this, maybe even a cure!" he says with determination firm on his face.
...
A low chuckle frees itself from Michael's throat as he hears this, he leans over the sunshade with a look of contempt, "You think there's going to be a cure to any of this? Are you stupid? Diseases don't just reanimate the dead and sent them around munching on people... Have none of you ever watched a zombie movie before or something?" he asks and the group slowly nods.
"Yes but, this can't be that! It just can't!" Saya states, not wanting to believe that their situation was so dire. If these creatures were in fact the zombies they'd seen in fiction, there was little to nothing they'd be able to do. If they were still alive and just infected, sure. If they were monsters in human skin? Sure. But zombies? Hell no!
"You can deny it all you want Tsundere girl, but this is your life now." he says, gesturing at the blood-covered district, plumes of smoke and occasional fires dotting the place. "If you think there's any coming back from this, you must be more stupid than I thought."
...
The group glances at the girl who was visibly trembling in rage, "HOW DARE YOU! YOU STUPID COSPLAYING LUNATIC! BRAINLESS! I AM A GENIUS! THERE IS NOTHING I CAN'T FIGURE OUT, SO THINGS WILL WORK OUT NO MATTER WHAT!"
Michael laughs, "Alright, genius-girl, you should probably deal with the guests you've invited now though." he adds, pointing a finger at the undead now stumbling in from up the road, Saya's voice having attracted them.
"Can't you help us!? We're all humans here! Shouldn't we help each other!?" Rei implores him while readying herself for the group of undead that were approaching.
"Just stop, it's clear this imbecile won't help us." Saya angrily retorts.
Rei scoffs, "Only because you keep opening your mouth, Takagi! If you can't fight, then stay quiet while we deal with the problem you've created."
...
Saya has nothing to say to that and continues to just stand in place and watch as the others fight off the undead. All while Michael was watching on his belly with his head proper on his hand as if he were watching T.V from his couch.
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The first to step forward is the purple-haired girl named Saeko, her bokken flying through the air and splitting a zombie's skull with one swift strike before moving onto another. It was clear to Michael that if she had a metal blade, she'd be slicing the undead up like nothing.
Takashi was next, smashing the arms of a zombie as it tries to grab him before nailing the tip of the bat into its nose, crushing its face with a fair amount of exertion.
Rei was next, but she doesn't kill anything with her mop, instead electing to act as support, keeping the zombies at a distance while managing how many zombies Saeko and Takashi fight at once.
Kohta was at the back of all of this, nailing(literally) zombies in the face with extremely accurate shots from his nail gun.
All in all, the group was far more effective than any fresh-faced survivors should be... As if they were well suited for this world...
Soon enough, all the undead were cleared up, allowing the group to reconvene under where Michael was resting.
*Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap*
"Very nice. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you guys have been surviving like this for months!" he compliments, though, no one except Saeko takes it well...
She smiles at him, her face slightly red, not from exertion, but from arousal... Not that she'd illuminate this for anyone. "Not everyone is as fierce as you- Mr...?"
He grins back down at her, "Michael Tahlin. Good to meet you Saeko... Ah, you should probably take this, I've got too many as it is." he says, subtly pulling a steel straight sword from his book and dropping it down to her, much to the confoundment of Saya.
Saeko herself just stares down at the blade, her face reddening further as her breathing becomes breathy and hoarse.
"W-whaaaat!? Where did you get that!?" she all but screams, though, remembering to keep her volume down this time.
He lets out a sigh as he addresses her, "Youknow, you remind me of someone... Pink hair, bossy annoying attitude, entitlement, all while being completely useless and detrimental to those around her. The only difference between you two is that you have a nice pair of boobs..." he says, causing Saeko and the nurse, Shizuka to hold a hand over their mouths to suppress their laughter.
The girl couldn't say anything but stutter though, as his words hit way too close to home for her. She was smart enough to know her own faults and weaknesses, and she already had a complex about her worth to the group... All she had was her mind, and it was proving to be far from adequate in this disaster they'd found themselves in.
"Oi! She might have been rude to you, but that's no way to speak to a girl! Have some respect!" Takashi interjects, but Michael just sends a sniff of derision in his direction. He focuses his attention on Saya as a playful grin strikes his features.
"Alright, I'm a cosplayer then? How about this?" he asks, waving his hand and casting, "Dark Lights."
Saya scoffs at him, "Dark Lights? What's that, your activation command or something, loser, cosplayer! Baka, baka, baka!" she drawls, not noticing the way the others of her group were backing away from her.
Finally realising the silence, she turns and steps back as she's greeted with a see-through creature that stands at 12ft with monstrous features and a gaping maw. The thing quickly kneels down and places her head in its mouth before clamping it closed, much to the other's shock.
"S-SAYA!" Takashi roars, running over and swinging his bat at the creature... And finding it completely intangible.
It dissipates not long after, revealing Saya who was sitting on the ground with a wet patch under her and the smell of urine clear in the air... "W-w-w-what was t-that...?" she struggles to get out as Takashi and Kohta attend to her, the others staring at Michael as if he'd revealed the secrets of the universe to them.
"That was magic, genius. Some cosplayer, right?" Michael says as he laughs at her state, ignoring the glares sent his way by Takashi and Kohta.
"Magic exists? Are the zombies created by magic!? And why has no one ever heard of it before!?" Kohta inquires in place of Saya. At his question, everyone turns to Michael with speculative expressions, eagerly waiting for his response.
He shrugs, "How should I know?" he says, causing their expression to drop, "What? I'm not god you know, you want answers, ask him. Who else would be able to bring down the literal apocalypse?"
"You haven't answered yet... Why has no one else heard of magic before?" Rei asks.
"Sorry, it sounds to me like I'm beholden to answer your questions or something. Get this right, I'm only going to be here for a week, after that, my vacation ends and you'll have this paradise to yourself." Michael retorts.
Takashi helps Saya to her feet while not minding her filthy state, "Look, you don't owe us anything but, would it hurt you to at least help us find somewhere safe? You've already stole-taken all of the supplies around here, and we could REALLY use the help!" he says, wishing to reconcile for the moment and find a safe place to stay the night. Convincing Michael to join and explain just what magic was could come later...
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"Hmmm... I can clear the way to somewhere if you like, but I want something in return for it."
Takashi frowns, "Like what? You see us, we don't have anything to give."
Michael glances to Saya, causing her to back away and hold an arm over her breasts. He laughs at her caution and shakes his head, "Yeah, no way in a million years would I touch you... I was actually hoping you'd show me any places that hold firearms, explosives, gold, etc."
"So you could steal all of it like everything else?" Rei retorts, "If we're doing that, we want at least half of the things you find."
"Yeah, that's not really negotiable. It's yes or no. Agree and I'll help, don't and I won't.-Oh, that kinda rhymes..."
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Takashi looks between the members of his group before reluctantly nodding, "Fine. If that's what it takes."
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