2 My Skeleton Self

I stared blankly in front of me.

There was a blue-looking window in front of me that contained some familiar-looking words, even though he didn't know why...but he could still read them.

[Status]

Name: ----

Race: Skeleton 

Level: 1

Class: -----

Sub-Class: ----

Health: 200

Mana: 10

Attribute Points: 0

Attributes: Strength: 5 Agility: 2 Intelligence: 1 Endurance: 3

[Talents][Undead] [Sin of Wrath]

[Skills] -- [Remark: Weakest Undead that there is...Although there are spooky and scary their Strength is at rock bottom! With you being the bottom!]

"Status? Class? Talents? What are all those?"

I tried touching the window with my hand, but it passed right through it. Toying with it for some amount of time I found out that I can close the window wherever I want if I put my mind into it.

"So this status isn´t something physical...what purpose does it serve? It seems like it has some kind of information that I can read but...What do some of those words mean?"

I tried touching all around the floating window to find some clues about it. Even though the sight of him swinging these hands in the air at nothing would have seemed comical to another person, in the end though, he did find something by doing this.

[Status]: Information about the capabilities of a person.

"It seems like if I press on the following names, a description will come out. Let's see, how about the other stuff? Let´s see, with which one should I start first..."

After thinking for a bit, he decided to choose his race.

[Skeleton]: A former living being that was either resurrected as an undead by the use of necromancy or was resurrected by the nearby death mana. One of the weakest Undead out there.

'Why do I feel like it's trying to insult me? Ugh~whatever, Next!'

[Undead]: As one of the Undead you possess hate for the living. Although many consider this a curse others consider this a blessing for the benefits of Immortality. They Never Hunger, Never Tire.

"This doesn`t sound too bad, it does say it is a curse but also a blessing." Unsure if it was the former or the latter in his case, he went right after his second talent.

[Sin of Wrath]: Of the seven deadly sins, you have been judged to possess the sin of wrath! It strengthens the feeling of anger and hatred. While fighting an enemy with feelings of anger or hatred you gain 10% of every attribute. It also Increases the bloodlust that is being generated by 50%.

'I am not sure about this one though... It does sound positive but also not, the increase of strength sounds good but the others stuff is kinda weird. Increasing the feelings of hatred and anger should be a negative right? As for the bloodlust part, I ain´t too sure.

"Still, the description says that I have been judged by someone. Doesn´t that mean that this talent has been given to me by someone else?"

`But why wrath though? Let's see, what other sins exist.´

[Seven Deadly Sins]: The seven deadly sins can only be acquired by some specific conditions. The Sins are the following: Pride, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, Wrath, Lust, and Envy.

"Hmm, it does say that something specific has to be done for me to get a sin, but what the hell have I done to earn it?" He thought to himself.

Dismissing the status window, he started taking a better look at his surroundings.

"How did I end up here? I remember I fell into a dark swamp or was it a lake? And then I...What happend then?"

For a minute I blankly stared ahead aimlessly, but that didn't last for long.

"I should get out for now" Right before I left the water, my feet hit something.

Reaching my hand out to see what it was, I was surprised by what I found.

[Rusted sword]: A blade that long last has lost the ability to cut. Even though the edge is pathetically dull, It does have the ability to poison the ones that were cut by it...

"This sounds really useless... But it wouldn't hurt taking it anyway." After confirming how pathetic the edge was, which to no surprise was pathetically dull, he nodded his head and started roaming around the area as there was nothing to do. And not much later he found some kind of tunnel.

"Well...there is nowhere else to go other than this way" sighing internally, he started moving inside this tunnel until he saw a similar silhouette a bit further away.

*Crack

At first, he thought he was mistaken, but after hearing the footsteps of the silhouette, he was certain that...

It was a skeleton...like him!

Getting excited about finding someone else here that was like him, he waved his hand and started talking.

"Hey! You! Skeleton friend! Over here! I would like to ask some questions about where we are, you got a second!?"

The skeleton with a Rusted Sword turned around and stared at me without showing any signs of movement. After what felt like 2 minutes passing, it turned around and started walking away as if he didn´t exist in the first place.

...

Seeing this he felt kind of rejected, but he still tried to follow the other skeleton since why not? He doesn't have anywhere to go and besides, being alone here reminded him of the dark lake, which for some reason made him extremely uncomfortable.

Hence he decided to follow him! Like how a baby duck would follow the mother duck!

But...even though I followed the fellow skeleton for what felt like hours, I soon realized that we were walking in circles.

"..."

After confirming my thoughts I went to confront him.

"Hey, fellow skeleton, why are we repeating the same path time and time again? Is there some reason behind it?"

No reaction...

At this point, he started to have some doubts.

'Could it be that he...'I reached my hand to grab this shoulder bone and used the status thing to inspect him as I have done with the rusted sword. And what came out shocked me.

[Skeleton]: One of the weakest undead that there is, there are either puppets born by use of necromancy or mindless undead born from nearby death energy.

"Mindless undead? No, more importantly, the description changed...but why? Aren´t we the same race?"

'Why would the description change when we are both of the same race? And it says that this skeleton fellow in front of me is mindless. But in comparison to me, I am clearly more intelligent than him. Is that why?'

Unfortunately, my thoughts were interrupted by some kind of shrieking voice from our left. Looking in the direction of the voices I saw three small and awful-looking creatures to which one had a club and the other two had a smaller version of a sword.

Looking at them I felt some kind of discomfort in my chest and head.

Looking at my chest to confirm that there was nothing there, he couldn't help but get confused.

"What is going o-" before I could finish, the skeleton beside him locked his gaze on the small figures.

"Kghhhh...!" The skeleton fellow screeched with his cold and high-pitched voice, making him flinch for a second slightly.

After he was done with his battle cry, at least that I thought it was, the skeleton fellow ran awkwardly to these three small creatures and swung his rusted sword at the one with the club.

To my surprise, the skeleton fellow was able to inflict a large cut on the one with the club. Although it didn't look like a deep wound, it still surprised me.

'Wait, is that rusted toothpick able to cut something? What about not having an edge at all?!'

While I complained about the status for giving me false information internally. The fight between the 3 small figures and the skeleton fellow began.

After the one with the club was slashed by the skeleton fellow, it started screaming and swinging his club in the air towards the other 2 figures. Doing that made the other 2 starts screaming alike and start attacking the skeleton fellow with their small swords.

This made me realize that the one that held the club must be their leader.

"I should help before skeleton fellow" Sadly the skeleton fellow didn't seem to like the idea of teaming with him.

"Kghhh..!" Seeing the two green creatures attacking his legs and chest, to which made some of his bones start to crack. He started swinging his sword violently at them.

With a swing from the top of this head, he was able to cut halfway through one of the creature's necks.

Seeing this made him laugh sinisterly.

"Gwheheh!"

But before it could remove his sword from the green creature's neck...

"Skeleton Fellow! Behind you!"

Before he could react to my warning, the one with the club jumped from behind him and swung his club at a fellow´s head, which resulted in breaking his whole head into pieces...

"Fellow!"

With Fellow falling to the ground, the two remaining creatures focus on me...maybe if I had chosen to run when the small creatures appeared he might have been able to get away but now...that's no longer an option!

Dashing to the one with the small sword, I tried to mimic the attack that Fellow performed, but instead of holding the rusted sword with one hand, he chose to hold it with both of them. Due though the height differences between our bodies and our weapons, I managed to hit the creature's shoulder where he only touched my rib bones with the tip of the small sword.

The result was obvious...

"Kghah!"

"With this, there is one down and one remain-" Unfortunately the feeling of victory faded as fast as it came.

"...ing?" Seeing the one that I hit with my whole strength to just have a cut through up his shoulder bone I cursed internally.

'Hey, how crappy is this sword? I know it said it doesn`t have an edge and all, but still, the skeleton fellow's sword made a much deeper wound than mine even when he used only one hand!´

Seeing that the two creatures were approaching me I cursed inwardly.