Capítulo 3: Unwelcome Visitors
"Okay, time to make my great escape," Reign declared.
With all his strength , he pushed the coffin door upward, straining hard. His strength barely sufficed to move the heavy stone above him.
'My bones are so weak,' he thought, 'they might break if I don't strengthen them soon .'
It was a struggle, and he could almost hear the sounds of his bones creaking and cracking as he pushed.
Fortunately, his decision to allocate all of his points to strength paid off. Finally, he succeeded in completely opening his grave.
'Whew, that was close! I almost ended up being a permanent resident in there. It would've been pretty embarrassing after getting this system,' he chuckled.
'This system sure knows how to cut it close, barely giving me enough points to make my escape.' he added.
After relaxing for a bit, he began inspecting his own bones.
On closer examination, he noticed that he was nothing but a corpse, with some decaying muscles still clinging to his body.
One might expect to be horrified by such a sight, but strangely, he found his current appearance rather normal.
He made an effort to shift his body and muster the strength to stand up. But with his pathetically low stats, it felt like trying to stand up in a world made of thick, gooey syrup.
Each attempt resulted in wobbles and struggles, making it a real challenge to get on his feet.
While he was trying to get the hang of his new body, he was jolted by the sound of approaching footsteps, each step growing louder and closer.
"Oh, crap. Don't tell me I have to face my first fight with this weak body," he panicked. After some quick thinking, he decided to find a place where he could hide.
Unfortunately, he didn't have enough time, so he left the tomb cover open and pretended to be lifeless—well, technically, he was already dead, so it was more like he just laid down in the coffin.
CREAK
The heavy tomb door creaked open.
As the steps drew nearer, he could discern from the sounds of their footsteps that there was more than just one person approaching.
"Damn, someone came here before us " A middle-aged man in his 40s spoke. He was holding an axe on his shoulder like a lumberjack.
"Yo!. You said that this grave was filled with treasure. But the coffin is already open." Another man spoke. They came here together, but this man is a bit younger. He's around 20 years old and was wearing a black jacket.
"Look at this tomb. I'm sure there were treasures here before, but now it's all gone. "Both of them look at the dead body inside the coffins. They're veteran grave robbers, so they did not find the corpse disgusting.
Little did they know, there was never any treasure in this place to begin with. The old man's relatives had already stripped him of all his wealth before laying him to rest here.
"What are we going to do now?" The younger one grumbled.
"Stay here. I'm going to scout the area and find another target. And you should fix this grave. We don't want others to know that there's a grave robber in this cemetery. Those damn amateurs, they didn't even cover their tracks," The man's voice brimmed with frustration.
It was common knowledge to repair the grave after robbing it to avoid drawing unwanted attention.
"Alright, fine. I'll just take a cigarette break first," the man said, sitting down and retrieving a cigarette from his chest pocket.
"Don't slack off!" the middle-aged man warned, clearly unimpressed with his current companion.
"Don't worry, I'll get to it after I finish this cigarette," the younger man waved him off.
The middle-aged man nodded with a suspicious look and walked out of the tomb, the echoes of his footsteps slowly fading into the distance.
They were quite complacent as they went about their business. After all, they were accustomed to digging graves, and felt at home in the graveyard.
Grave robbing was illegal, but for them, it was a lucrative endeavor that offered substantial money if they happened to unearth a coffin belonging to a wealthy individual.
Rich people often placed jewelry and other valuables inside, after all.
Unfortunately, these duos didn't take another glance at the corpse in the coffin.
If they had, they would have been scared out of their wits to see the unsettling, smiling face of a dead man.
'Oh, hehehe. It looks like luck's on my side.
A feast is on the menu tonight,' Reign chuckled to himself, his hunger intensifying as he caught the scent of human flesh from the coffin.
It was as if his instincts were urging him to feast on them.
'I'm hungry! '
Capítulo 4: First Bite
The young man lazily smoked his cigarette and idly played with his phone. He reclined against the marble tomb, sitting on the ground in a way that made his poor posture obvious. It was the slouching pose of someone who was very lazy and unproductive.
His partner ordered him to tend to the grave, but he chose to prioritize checking his online account to claim the daily bonus.
This habit was far from new; in fact, this guy was seriously addicted to gaming, to the point where he didn't even complete high school because he was more interested in playing.
"This game is too pay-to-win. I've already dropped 1000 Neo dollars on it, and I'm still getting thrashed by these whales," he grumbled in frustration. He watched as his character was three-shot killed by one of his opponents.
"DAMN PAY-TO-WIN! You bastards, relying on your parents' money to win this game!" He continued to trash-talk other players like an enraged child throwing a tantrum.
Unbeknownst to the young man, he wasn't the only one fixated on his cellphone screen. Behind him, the decaying corpse of a man gazed with curiosity at his device.
'Oh, the technology in this world is a bit more advanced than what I was used to for mobile gaming,' Reign noted as he peered at the thin cellphone the young man was holding.
He observed that the screen lacked a camera notch on the front, and the graphics of the game being played were in a stunning 2K resolution. It was the kind of graphics quality he had experienced with his console in the past.
'The battery of this phone must be quite the beast to handle these graphics,' he marveled at the smooth FPS (frames per second).
The young man was engrossed in an MMORPG game where magicians and martial artists battled using a variety of flashy skills.
Reign could only make out some icons on both the top and bottom of the screen of the phone.
'Oh, damn. I almost forgot I have to try out my bite skill,' he jolted back to his main purpose and grinned.
He smiled as he contemplated a satisfying way to fulfill his mission while alleviating his boredom. It was a genuine smile, but his zombie-like appearance gave it a chilling, horror-like quality.
"What are you playing?" A coarse voice echoed from behind the young man. The voice possessed a gruff and unpleasant quality.
"God's Zone," the young man replied, engrossed in his game.
It took him a moment to realize that the voice was unusually creepy to be his partner. Nevertheless, he didn't panic right away, considering the nature of their work.
He assumed it was another grave robber like himself.
"Hey, it's not good to snea..." The young man began to turn his head, but before he could finish his sentence.
*CRUNCH!
"Ahhhhhhh!" He shrieked in terror as his face was gradually crushed by a fucking zombie.
He attempted to fight back, but his strength waned as blood loss drained him.
In addition to the excruciating pain of his skull being crushed, he could only plead with his attacker to stop, clinging to the hope that he might be spared.
"Plea...se... I... don't... want to die," the young man pleaded in between sobs, his tears blending with the blood and brain matter inside the zombie's mouth.
"Sorry, I'm a zombie, I can't understand human words," Reign growled menacingly as he relished the sensation of gradually crunching on the man's skull.
Reign's bite skill not only increased his strength but also enlarged the size of his bite.
It temporarily stretched his mouth until it reached his ears. He could have killed the man more quickly by biting his neck, but he chose to savor the victim's reactions, deliberately prolonging the act of killing him.
"Ohhh, shit. This taste, this adrenaline. Hahaha, this is the most delicious thing I've ever tasted. Hahaha, give me more of this delicious brain matter."
His instincts took over, pushing his mind into a half-conscious state.
He liked the taste of human meat, and he couldn't control his urge to consume everything. Even the bones were not spared, except for certain parts he considered unimportant.
[Ding]
(Host level up 1)
(Attribute points +5)
(Skill points +1)
(System : Eating low-quality human meat increases some of host stats. )
[Ding]
[Ding]
After a few minutes, he finished consuming everything and felt a renewed surge of strength.
He added 5 points to his agility to increase it's rank by 1. Although it was challenging, he could now move somewhat better.
He took the young man's phone and checked it out.
'Good thing I still have his fingers,' Reign smiled in satisfaction. He noticed that the young man's bags also contained the phone charger.
'I just have to find a place to charge this.' he added.
After cleaning everything, he heard the sound of footsteps from outside the tomb.
"Hehehe. Another prey has come to me," Reign smiled as he hid by the door of the tomb.
The darkness provided him with a good hiding spot, reducing the risk of being spotted.
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