Ever wondered what it felt like to be alone?
Like completely alone?
Not the alone where people ignore you and you don't have any friends or anybody to talk to.
No
The alone where you are actually alone.
Nobody and I mean nobody is around you.
Nothing is around you.
Well, except two things.
Lots and lots of water and a terrifying octopus beast.
Ignoring the octopus beast,
Now imagine been alone with nothing but water all around you.
Nothing else, just water.
Now if you were staying on a ship or floating on top of the water,
It would be scary, Yeah.
But not so scary since you would at least be able to see the sky.
There would be day and there would be nights filled with stars.
There might even be rain and who knows,
There might even be snow.
Now imagine,
Just imagine been so deep inside a body of water that the sky was no longer visible to you.
That even if it rained, you would not know.
That even if the brightest and warmest sun rays flooded the planet, you would still not be able to see it nor feel it.
How would you feel?
You don't know how it feels?
You don't know how you would feel?
Well, it's not only you, I don't know also.
Let's ask Corey, shall we.
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'Am I going to die?'
This thought which had been recurring so much that Corey lost count after fifty, unleashed it's deadly fangs once again at Corey, making him to feel like the scythe of the grim reaper was round his neck, waiting, just waiting for him to gasp for air and die due to lack of oxygen.
Corey looked all around him, hoping to find something, anything that would grant him a ray of hope, but the more he looked, the more his hope shattered into multiple pieces.
He looked up, trying to keep the last piece, the last shred of hope he had left, foolishly hoping for something to grant him hope, to renew his shattered hope.
But the moment he looked up, the last piece, the last shred of hope broke and tore into many micro particles.
An absent expression hung on his face as he looked up.
Never had he missed the sky so much.
Never had he missed the hard ground so much.
Never had he missed light so much.
And never, absolutely never had he valued air as much as he did right now.
As he looked up, he wondered just how long he had been floating upwards.
5 minutes?
10?
15?
Maybe a year?
Or even years?
Okay he knew those two last thoughts were absolutely impossible since he definitely could not hold his breath for that long.
He knew how long he could hold his breath which was 1 hour 33 minutes.
He had tested himself in The Library Of Records previously to see how long he could hold his breath, and honestly, he was surprised when he lasted for more than hour.
But when he thought of how he was no longer a normal human, it didn't surprise him that much anymore.
Although Corey could hold his breath for more than an hour in water, that was when he was still and was not attacking or trying to remove a damn tentacle from his ankle.
Corey had expended his stamina and definitely more oxygen during the time he was fighting the tentacle mermaids and trying to remove the tentacle from his ankle.
Right now, Corey did not know how long he had left before he would need to gasp for air.
But he knew, he just knew, that his time was not much at all.
'How deep am I?'
'Does this ocean, sea, whatever it is, have an end?'
'Does it have a surface?'
'And if it does, can I reach the surface on time and get out of this abominable water?'
'In fact, if I'm so deep, why his my body not getting crushed due to intense pressure I'm meant to be feeling?'
'Or is my body that strong?'
'…'
'Why is this happening to me?'
'Why is my luck so bad?'
'I just want to be strong.'
'Sure it's hard but is it meant to be this hard?'
'Am I cursed?'
Various thoughts appeared in his head as Corey had an expression of… acceptance?
But just as he was about to accept the fact that he was about to die, he remembered something.
'If I die, what would happen to my family?'
'They would be worried their entire lives if they don't hear from me.'
'If they don't find my body, they might have this vain hope that I'm alive somewhere.'
'My sister… My adorable little sister would be sad and might do something stupid like those anime characters.'
'Also what of my virginity?'
'Am I going to die a virgin?'
'I've never kissed a girl before.'
'What of Becca?'
'I- I want to see her.'
'I can't die yet.'
'I can't die and make my family sad.'
'I can't die and make my sister sad.'
'I can't die without seeing Becca one more time.'
'And I definitely can't die without losing my damn VIRGINITY!!!'
Finding reasons to stay alive, although one was just plain sad, Corey eyes sharpened and determination appeared in his eyes.
He could not die yet!
He did not want to die yet!
Although Corey had motivation, something definitely did not care about Corey's motivation.
'Huh?'
Corey exclaimed internally as he felt his body become different, it became… normal.
The duration of the ring of mimicry had ended, not caring if the time when Corey found his motivation was a few seconds before it ended.
'You sly!'
Corey cursed the ring internally as he felt his body sink.
He started using treading techniques so as to continue floating upwards.
He paddled, waggled and did every treading techniques to make sure he kept floating. (A/N: Waggling is not a treading technique by the way, it just rhymes so I used it).
He kept on doing this for who knows how long.
Seconds?
Minutes?
Maybe even hours?
Who knows, maybe Corey's determination made him go past his limits.
But despite Corey's determination, Corey's desire, Corey's fire to live, to get rid of his virginity, his body didn't care.
He could feel himself losing consciousness,
He could feel his brain becoming sluggish,
He could feel his body becoming sluggish.
His body was giving up on him.
He wanted to keep on going, he wanted to keep on moving upwards.
He wanted to live, but his body didn't give two fucks about his desire.
His body also desired something, also needed something.
Oxygen.
But Corey did not have that.
Corey tried to think of a solution but his sluggish and slipping consciousness made it very difficult for him to think properly.
'Focus.'
Using the one skill which had helped him immensely, Corey's mind sharpened and his slipping consciousness was jolted awake.
Corey knowing that his focused state was limited, utilized it to it's fullest in his current situation.
He kept on trying to reach the surface while also thinking of ways to solve the problem of his oxygen deficiency.
Three seconds later, his eyes shone.
'Add all free attribute points to constitution.'
The moment he ordered the Universal System to do that, he felt his body change and become stronger.
His constitution which was 370 increased by 66 points, which meant that his constitution was now 436, 64 points from reaching the maximum stat a normal human could reach.
He was surprised that the useless Universal System listened to what he said since he knew that normally he had to speak out loud to add free attribute points to any of his attributes.
Although he was curious why the useless Universal System listened to him, he didn't have time to focus on something as inconsequential as that at the moment.
Deactivating his focused state, Corey continued treading upwards, desperate and determined to reach the surface.
Although his constitution was now high, almost reaching the 500 mark, he did not have unlimited oxygen and time to waste.
In fact he felt that he only had 10 or 15mins left before he ran out of oxygen once again.
And by that time, he would truly be dead since he had no other method to prolong his survival.
5 Minutes passed, Corey was still treading.
He looked up, he could not find a source of light showing that he was close to the surface.
10 Minutes passed, No difference. Corey was getting anxious.
13 Minutes, Corey could feel it.
His body was going to need oxygen very soon.
14 minutes, his movement had slowed down.
His eyes felt droopy, his body felt weak and tired.
A short sleep would be nice.
15 minutes, Corey tried to motivate himself to not give up, to surpass his limits.
15 minutes 5 seconds, bubbles started coming out of Corey's nose.
He tried to hold it in but then he coughed, instinctively trying to gasp for air, but he knew that was a mistake on his part.
He tried to stop himself from gasping for air but it was a reflex reaction performed by his body due to it's need for oxygen.
He covered his mouth and his nose, trying to stop himself from swallowing water but it was too late.
The deed had already been done.
His body began to sink due to him no longer performing the required movements to float.
'Is this the end?'
He looked up, wondering if all his hard work and motivation were all for naught.
But like as if the heavens finally decided to reward him, like the smile of a beautiful woman who loves you on the darkest of days, like the smile of a loving mother, rays of light shined upon him as he looked up.
'Is it real?'
Corey wondered then began swimming upwards with newfound energy.
He was close to leaving this ocean of death.
He was close to life.
No!
He was close to the breath of life.
He was close to oxygen.
He was close to survival.
He swam upwards, he was no longer breathing air but water but he didn't care.
To survive, he needed to reach the top.
He needed to reach the surface.
And he was going to make sure he damn reached it.
But like as if the hands of death didn't want him to leave, didn't want him to escape.
He slowed down.
His body was giving up on him once again.
His mind was becoming sluggish.
His muscles were becoming heavy.
He tried to go beyond his limits.
He tried to do it.
He really tried to do it,
But alas he failed.
His body lacking the fuel it needed was about to shut down.
'I- I- I can't die yet.'
'I don't want to die.'
Corey thought, then he placed his last hopes on the skill which had saved his life one too many times.
'Focus.'
Entering his focused state once again, Corey's sluggish mind and dwindling consciousness instantly disappeared.
His mind and consciousness instantly became active, granting Corey more time to live, to struggle.
Corey knowing this was his last chance, struggled, he swam and treaded like his life depended on it.
Oh wait, it did.
Anyway, he treaded so fast that it was a miracle he was even able to float.
Five seconds later,
Splash!
"Cough! Cough!"
"Cough! Cough!"
"Haa, haa, haa, haa."
Gasping for air with his head above the water, Corey looked around, a dazed expression on his face for a few seconds before it disappeared and a roar of happiness, joy, relief and a whole lot of emotions erupted from Corey's lips.
"AAHHHHH!!!"
"I SURVIIIVVEEEEEDDDDD!!!!!!!!!"
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[A/N: People, people, people. I'm so happy to tell you all that the five spots for the chance to have your name and wish in my book through golden tickets has finally been taken.
A big thank you to Ezana_Demere for dropping two golden tickets and also for dropping gifts.
I really appreciate it. Thank you so much.
So like I've said before. If you have a wish or an ability you want your character to have, tell me and let us talk about it.
If you don't, don't worry about it. I'll think of one for you.
Later guys.
Have a nice day/night.]
"Haaa."
Corey exhaled heavily after releasing all his emotions in his roar.
He spent at least thirty seconds to calm his body and emotions down before he decided to take a look around.
He needed to know where he was and what his current situation was.
Was he in the middle of an ocean with no land in sight?
Was he in another world or worse, another universe?
Was a terrifying monster nearby?
Was he truly alone in this world, space or whatever it was?
Corey was prepared for a lot of things, even things that might cause him to despair but when he looked around, he had a dazed expression on his face.
He could see an island at least a thousand meters away from him.
He blinked repeatedly as he looked at it for a few seconds.
"It can't be that simple right?
My luck would definitely not just make it easy for me to survive?
Where is the terrifying monster that's meant to attack me?
Where is the death trap?
Is it on the island?
Is the island a death trap?"
Various thoughts appeared in Corey's mind as he looked at the lone island in the distance.
He looked away from the island and looked around, wondering if there was something else but he saw only water.
He turned back to the island and sighed.
"To the island it is then."
Corey spoke then started swimming.
(10 minutes later.)
Corey stood on the shore of the island with water dripping down his body.
He looked at the island, observing the extremely tall trees just some meters away from him.
Seeing that no monster or beast came out from the 'forest' in front of him and there was no danger at the moment, Corey looked down at his body which was half-naked with only his boxers covering his little brother.
He spread out his palm and a towel appeared from his inventory.
Since he knew he was going to enter the dungeon which was filled with water, he looked for a clean towel in one of the rooms of the dormitory.
After using the towel to clean himself he looked at his soaked boxers with a frown.
He sighed softly then he removed the boxers, throwing them away.
He brought out a clean set of clothes and a pair of shoes which he also found in one of the rooms in the dormitory and wore them.
He then brought out Smile Reaper 2.0, gripping it tightly, he looked at the forest in front of him with cautious and cold eyes.
"Let's go."
Corey muttered then walked into the forest.
Entering the forest, Corey looked around, his cold and cautious eyes scanning his surroundings, his body ready to react the moment he sensed danger.
He kept on walking and walking, not knowing the right direction to take, he just decided to walk straight.
Ten minutes later, Corey noticed something weird, something disturbing.
The only living things he had seen apart from the trees were insects, he had not seen a single animal, whether small, tiny or large.
The forest was also quiet with the only sound been emitted was the swaying of the leaves on the trees.
The forest felt ominous in Corey's eyes.
Corey became more cautious and gripped Smile Reaper 2.0 tightly.
He kept on walking and walking for who knows how long until he reached a clearing.
The clearing was approximately 50 meters wide and at the center of this clearing was a wooden hut.
Corey looked at the hut for a few seconds before he looked around.
He did not walk straight to the hut but walked at the edge of the clearing, observing every single detail he could see.
After walking round the clearing twice, Corey came back to his previous position and looked at the hut at the center of the clearing.
He picked up a stone and threw it in the clearing, checking to see if there was a trap or something but nothing happened.
He then walked behind a tree with a stone in his hand and after hiding behind the tree, he threw the rock at the hut, not with so much force that it would damage the wooden hut.
He was expecting something to happen but after the stone hit the hut, nothing happened.
He waited for a few seconds, nothing happened.
He waited for a few minutes, nothing still happened.
Seeing that nothing was happening, he walked out from behind the tree and decided to check out the hut.
If possible, he would not want to check out the hut but not knowing where he was and the forest been relatively empty with the hut been the only thing that was different in the forest, he had no choice but to check it out.
Walking to the door, he exhaled before he opened it a little to get a peek at what was inside the hut.
He hid behind the door and peeked inside, expecting to see something strange, something weird, something disturbing or something dangerous since that's what always happens to him in situations like this whenever he opens doors.
But as he looked inside the hut, he was stunned seeing a normal looking room.
It had a wooden chair, a wooden table, a fire place, a shelf filled with books and various other stuffs.
He frowned and thought.
'Can't be that easy right?'
He hid behind the door, not moving from his spot.
He observed the room for anything strange and dangerous, he even observed the door he was holding.
He had almost lost his life one too many times that right now, he knew he had to be calm and careful in situations like this.
He observed the room for a minute before he stopped and decided to enter the hut.
He didn't find anything weird in it, everything seemed normal which just made it more weird and ominous in Corey's eyes.
Corey stepped into the hut gripping Smile Reaper 2.0 tightly.
Stepping into the hut, he looked around once again. He even looked back, wondering if the 'danger' he was expecting would suddenly appear behind him.
But as if to show that his worries were all for naught, nothing happened, the door was left open, no monster, no ghost, nothing was behind him or in this room.
'Am I just overthinking things?'
He thought as he walked to the door and closed it gently.
Although it felt like the hut was safe, he was not going to let his guard down until he was 100% sure it was safe.
Tap
"How did you get here?"
"FUCK!! WHO?!!"
Corey shouted and turned back with extreme shock and fear hearing a voice so close to him.
Just as he looked back, his pupils dilated as he saw a man with a long white beard, long white hair and golden eyes standing behind him with one of his hands on his shoulder.
Corey tried to shrug off the hand but like as if the hand was glued to his body, he could not shrug it off at all.
Knowing that he was in a dangerous situation, he stabbed with Smile Reaper 2.0 towards the man's neck as fast as he could.
He expected the man to dodge or at least remove his hand from his shoulder but what he saw next was forever etched into Corey's memories.
Just as Smile Reaper 2.0 was just a centimeter close to the man's neck, two fingers suddenly appeared out of nowhere in Corey's eyes and held Smile Reaper 2.0 by the tip.
Before Corey could react, Corey saw the man pinch Smile Reaper 2.0 and in the next instant, a crack formed on the spear head.
The crack spread from the spear head and reached the entire body of the spear, causing cracks to appear all over Smile Reaper 2.0.
Just when Corey thought that was the end, Smile Reaper 2.0 turned to dust, causing Corey's mind to blank out for a second.
He looked down at his hand which was holding the remains of Smile Reaper 2.0.
Just as he was about to look at the man which killed Smile Reaper 2.0, his vision went dark and he went unconscious.
He fell towards the floor but the man caught him with one hand, he looked at Corey with a strange light in his eyes before he spoke.
"I've not had a good barbecue in a while now. Seems I can have one now."
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