Chapitre 14: chapter 14
"no," I said gulping.
"no," she said stunned as if I had just said something impossible.
"if I say no you can't take it away. I learned that in school," I said walking away leaving death floating there.
I don't know why I did it, but something made me do it.
I started my way through the ripper entrance and back to the military base. I took the radio and stripped the whole place of its electrical components.
phones, radios, computers, everything. they might be needed in the future. I tried to not pay attention to death who was stalking me killing zombies.
"your weird," Death said.
"How so," I said taking the gasoline from the cars.
"It's almost like you're used to this, and you have a lot of blood on your hands," she said floating in front of me.
"well I am a fast adapter," I said as nervous sweat started to pour from my forehead.
"Not only that, you are stronger than almost every human on this planet. Of course, there is the girl from **** who is half as strong as you," death said eyeing the scythe.
"hey what did I tell you, I earned this scythe fair and square.
I did put the gas barrel in the pick-up truck and tossed most of the guns on board and I took all the ammo.
I drove the truck and made sure I wasn't followed and unloaded everything next to the bunker and put in my DNA and opened the door.
I placed everything down and sorted everything. weapons went to the gun room, gas to the med room, and the electrical stuff to the spy room.
when I entered the spy room I saw many inventions that violet had made. I saw a sword that can set itself on fire and some other sick inventions that I don't know.
I ignored death which was passing through my body and making it feel like ice-cold buckets were poured over me.
I grabbed clothes and took a shower and I stopped when death continued to follow me.
"Are we going to fuck or not," I asked in an irritated voice.
"what," death said confused.
"well since you're following me into the shower and everywhere else, I'm asking are we or not," I said crossing my hands and tapping my foot.
by now I was beyond annoyed. ain't she death, doesn't she got things to do, like I don't know the deal with the dead.
"I don't have to. they all get sorted out into there own religion and other factors are sometimes involved on rare occasions," she said.
so I guess there was an afterlife.
"then who made the zombie apocalypse come to earth," I asked as I took off my clothes and hopped in the shower, much to death's displeasure.
"apparently god said humans needed a rewrite and sent them so he can start all over again," Death said.
"I'll kick his ass one day," I said getting determined.
[system has detected that the host has a mission
mission: taking gods place
reward: become the new god
failure: death
mandatory]
'oh fuck,' I thought as I froze.
challenge god? and win? that's impossible. if God is an all-powerful being then couldn't he just snap his or her fingers and instantly kills me?
[has detected that the host is failing to accept the task. the task is indeed possible.]
I sighed in relief before I left the bathroom, at least I know that this would be possible.
I was getting excited thinking about the fight, meanwhile, death was wondering what was going on inside my head.
I ran and embraced Anna in a hug out of joy but I kept in mind how fragile she was and limited my strength.
"Why are you so happy," she said
"let's just say I found out who's responsible for what's happening and when the time comes I'll beat his ass," I said putting her down and kissing her forehead.
I heard death scoff at what I had said, jokes on her, I meant what I said.
"Keep laughing and I'll bend you over my knee and spank you too," I whispered under my breath.
"I'll like to see you try," death scoffed again
little did death know she just sealed her fate. poor poor death, the bottom of their relationship.
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hope you enjoyed it, was kinda rushed because of thanksgiving. I hope you guys have a good Thanksgiving (for those who don't, I hope you have a good one) and be safe.
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