1 Rebirth
A lake was seen from afar, but if you thought it was a simple lake, you were wrong.
Come and look, are not those corpses that float next to the shore of the lake? Do you see how in the center of the lake there was a great mountain of corpses?
At the top of the mountain a living body was lying down, but, this body was different in many ways from the lifeless below it. His skin was not gray or fell apart, it was healthy in a few ways.
His body was completely submerged in the sea of black blood and in his one arm he grasped with strength a necklace of black jade of great sentimental value, his other arm, impossible to know in what place among so many corpses he was.
His breathing became weaker for every second that passed. Fatigue was killing him. Fighting day and night exhausted him both physically and mentally. Now I was suffering a rebound.
Small tears ran from his eyes. I did not want to die, for the second time I was afraid; The first time he was afraid was when the world went into chaos, not knowing what was going on or what to do made him lose his sanity many times. He cried every night until his eyes were red. People were moving away from him, they did not want to protect or help a weak person. But there was only one person who helped him at the beginning, restoring his confidence and desire to live.
He remembered those words that he promised: "I promise that whatever happens, I will survive." But everything is over. Although it became strong and could even fight against an avalanche of infected was not enough.
"I'm sorry Ashley, I'm sorry, maybe ... such ... time." With those last words he left this world.
*******
"Well, guys, we have arrived, remember, do not make bonfires on your own, much less leave garbage on the ground, anyone who surprises doing something against the rules will be deducted points."
Startled, he looked carefully at his surroundings; It was part of his senses after so many years in a hostile environment.
He observed how people he had seen long ago had gone down happily and laughing from the bus, not knowing or worrying about what was about to happen.
In a state of shock, he looked through the window. A forest with large prominent trees hundreds of years old or more; beautiful to the eye for anyone who sees it. They were so tall that it was impossible to see them.
Searching all over his body he found in his pocket his old but later valuable cell phone. A TonKia of last generation, but enough to send messages online.
As if it had never been seen was observed in the reflection. An average and plump face. He felt strange when he looked back at his young self, after all he spent a lot of time without looking at his reflection every morning throughout his life.
With a smile he put aside his cell phone preparing to go down but when he thought that the surprises had ended something even more surprising happened.
* Ding *
Name: Henry
Level 1
Strength: 0.1
Resistance: 0.1
Agility: 0.1
Intelligence: 0.1
Good luck: 0.1
Charisma: 0.1
Skills: None
"What is this?" He looked surprised at the semi-transparent screen.
In the future when the world entered a new era there was no magic or something similar, people only mutated as well as the infected giving strength and capabilities beyond what is possible. I still remembered how difficult it was to mutate to the next level, you needed the essence of the infected and by putting together many of those essences, killing an infected evolve into a new purer essence, it was a complicated thing to think about and carry it out.
Thinking until here he felt his blood boil. With this new opportunity he has been given he will do everything possible to be the strongest of all. You will have a life without fear and worry fearing every second for your life.
* Ashley * thought.
"You, come down right now, at least show enthusiasm."
Looking at his former professor of physics, he mocked silently. He always knew that he was despised and previously hurt or affected, but now with all that he had lived tempered his will. He was always smarter than the others, requesting a full scholarship in a prestigious private school.
He took out his cell phone again. Looking at the time and date on his cell phone, he prepared to prepare. There was not much time left. It was now or never, he launched his survival plan.
*******
Going down the stairs of the bus, he breathed the fresh air of the forest. He looked with nostalgia at the habitat.
When he was already out he set out to search among all the things brought by the teachers and classmates. Everything was placed in the center, with the buses forming a circle around it.
He approached and looked for everything he needed to survive the first few minutes.
"Bingo!". He held a machete in his hands. He felt comfortable with the machete, felt an intimate connection. He knew that this machete would be his companion until death do them part.
Turning around he was about to go to a place with no one to pass the mutation but ...
"You, the one from there, where are you going with that!" A teacher walked towards him. He did not recognize it before or now. He did not know who he was, in fact he could never remember the names of his teachers throughout his years of studies. He believed without doubt that many people did the same.
Thinking quickly, he replied.
"I will go to cut wood, it is a task entrusted to me by my tutor, if you do not believe me you can go and ask".
"Hmm, it's not necessary, be careful."
"Yes, teacher". He answered and, without anyone else noticing, grabbed another machete, quickly moving away from there. Time was running out and I needed a solitary place to pass the mutation. It would be dangerous to mutate among so many people; Not many would achieve it and he would be in danger if he did not wake up in time.
I walk without sense of direction but without losing my way to the camp, I would have to return for provisions and for something else that will be essential to survive.
*******
"Here it should be safe, getting away too much will not be very good either. Calm sat down on a tree to catch his breath. He was not in his best shape.
He took out his cell phone and looked carefully at the time: 11:57 a.m. April 22, 2098
"Three minutes for pain or mutation." He laughed with fun.
Calming his breathing and heartbeats he grabbed both machetes. He closed his eyes and waited patiently with a bit of excitement and fear, of course.
Feeling sleepy and being about to fall asleep a strong pain invaded him.
"Urgh, damn!" Gritting his teeth hard, he prepared to hold on with a will. His neck turned red and veins protruded from his forehead, arm and perhaps all over his body.
He began to perspire causing dehydration.
Withstanding all the pain he felt every time he lost consciousness, to avoid fainting he bit his tongue.
He had to provoke more pain for the sake of survival, it was the only thing that mattered to him for now.
Without having sense of time something happened, something I was waiting for.
* Crack *
Out of nowhere something inside his mind broke. He felt his whole body break, but, he felt no pain, it was indeed comforting. He felt as if he had been given something that he had lost. Everything he felt comforted him.
A smile of drawing on his lips.
"Hahaha, that feels good!" With all his body covered with sweat he took a big leap, standing up.
With familiarity he looked at his left "pectoral". Eight transparent spheres and a blank one with the Roman number one in the center were like a tattoo on his skin.
He had mutated.
"It's the same as before."
"Ah, the system!" He remembered from nothing.
He quickly "invoked" the same semi-transparent screen that appeared before him upon rebirth.
I wanted to see what changes he had.
Name: Henry (Mutant I-I)
Level 1
Strength: 0.1
Resistance: 0.1
Agility: 0.1
Intelligence: 0.1
Good luck: 0.1
Charisma: 0.1
Essence: 0
Halo: 0
Skills: Absorption.
Hardness: 0.1
Speed: 0.1
Although the changes were not much, I knew that his future would be a little less hectic.
Analyzing the system, he grabbed the two machetes and directed his gaze from where the screams came from.
"Has already started".
