Chapitre 1: The Beginning of the Sh*t Storm
One cliche morning awakening. Kreme (Don't ask...) woke up from his very predictable beginning of a story of goofy adventures and a idiotic decision to not ask why he's here. But that's not the story we will be telling today.
Before I'll continue with the script you may ask who am I? Well I'm the narrator of course you dimwit.
Ahem says the manager and continues talking with "Bryan please stop talking to yourself and read it already"
I of course gave him a very appropriate reaction by giving him the middle finger.
He sighs but continues recording my voice. Okay... what I am suppose to do again? Oh right the story of kre- pfff sorry it's just to retarded. 'cough' anyways on with the story of a 13 year old boy who found himself questioning reality again just like every depressed person would.
If it's worth it to live a life or even having one. But he still wanted to live poor lad doesn't know how horomones work yet.
He got off his bed and slowly walked to the closet to get some clothes. When that was done he goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Don't ask me why he didn't take a shower even I don't know.
When he's done he gone down stairs to eats his mom very delicious breakfast of pancakes with a lot of syrup and the square shaped like butter on top. When he's done stuffing he's face he began to walk to the store to buy the things in his mom's list of groceries of typical sh*t.
He saw the very normal stone walls surrounding the city. And something happened in the streets when he saw someone getting ripped apart by a smelly wounded homeless person eating a rich looking fat guy. How IRONIC.
And like any normal person would do Kreme pry (What? It's just a joke) started running to the nearest looking save spot because everyone knows a walking corpse is possible.
So he starts running to his home until he found someone trying opening the door on his family's house by breaking it with their bear arms in just 5 seconds.
He wanted to go there to protect his mom but he saw a lot of walking corpses in his back and front. (and yes they're walk-running). By having no other choice to leave his mom. Surrounded he goes into his neighbour's questionable unlocked house and locked himself in.
And saw this in front of his face.
Name: [Kreme Pry]
Status: Health: [20/20] Stamina: [5/20] Sanity: [Stable]
Attributes: Intelligence: [13] Perception: [16] Endurance: [5] Dexterity: [11] Agility: [15] Strength: [5]
New! Probability percentage: [question needed]
And finally he spoke "What the f*ck is going on!?"
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