Half Time
*BANG*
I bash the steel door with my should and it swings open violently as I speed in and then smash it closed behind me.
"Finally safe." I let out a sigh as I slump down on the cold metal door. Despite the fact that my SP is full I am tired as hell or m brain is at least. I wasn't one for exercise back in my old world and all this excitement was too much for my neetish soul to handle all at once.
But now that I don't have to worry about zombies trying to eat me I can finally see my status after so many kills and just relax until dawn.
'Status'
⟪Status⟫
(Name: NULL) - (Race: Artificial Human)
(Alignment: None) - (Class: Warrior)
(Level: 10) - (Class Level: 1)
(EXP: 34,841/40,000) - (Class EXP: 69/1000)
(HP: 800) - (MP: 800) - (SP: 1600)
(ATK: 40) - (SPD: 120) - (DEF: 40) - (RES: 105)
(Strength: 40) - (Agility: 40) - (Endurance: 40)
(Sense: 40) - (Dexterity: 40) - (Charisma: 40)
(Intelligence: 40) - (Wisdom: 40) - (Luck: 25)
(HP Regen: 1/Min ) - (MP Regen: 1/Min) - (SP Regen: 10/Min)
Money: 39201 Gil
Status Points: 50
⟪Skills⟫
[Yamato - Slice through the air with your hand or a weapon and cut through time and space to ignore all defense and possibly open portals to other universes for 25% of your total MP with a 30-second cooldown.]
[Instant Dungeon Create/Escape - Materialize a pocket dimension outside the standard time stream for various grinding purposes and for no MP cost or cool-down]
⟪Class Skills⟫
[Sword Slash LVL 2 - A basic active sword skill gained when [Class: Warrior] gets to level 1 that deals 3x your ATK stat for a single slash that costs 9 MP per skill use and has a 0.5-second cooldown.]
⟪Equipment⟫ [Cosmetic Setting: Off]
(Main Hand: None)
(Off Hand: None)
(Head: None)
(Body: None)
(Arms: None)
(Hands: None)
(Leggings: None)
(Feet: None)
(Accessory 1: None)
(Accessory 2: None)
(Titles: [Zombie Slayer!] - [One Man Army] - [TrackStar])
⟪Status⟫
Narrowing my eyes at the titles a new bigger box appears right in my face.
[Zombie slayer! +50% ATK + 50% DEF + 100% RES +50% HP when fighting against zombie type enemies!]
[Track Star! +75% SPD +50% AGI + 25% DEX + 10% SEN 100% SP when running for extended periods of time!]
[One Man Army! +100% To all physical, mental, and metaphysical stats when fighting against a number of enemies more than 250!]
"Why didn't I get these titles earlier?" I wonder as I read over the absolutely insane effects these titles give me. Zombie slayer would have made killing them all that much more manageable, it would have still been a challenge but at least things wouldn't be as difficult.
Track Star is. Meh, I could do without it and not have that many issues. All the level-ups I got made up for the lack of SP, and I could outrun a majority of them already so this one wasn't as important as the rest.
But the last one just pissess me off way too much to just let it slide. 100% Increase is literally double and that would have made my life so much easier, not all the problems would have been solved but life would be simpler and I wouldn't have nearly died so many times.
Is the game trying to dick me over?
It was given to me by that asshole so I would be surprised.
*Ding*
[Titles are only acquired after accomplishing an otherwise impossible feat.]
How is insta killing 600 zombies with a single strike while level one not considered an impossible feat? And why did I only get them after doing it a second time?
[Titles are only acquired after accomplishing an otherwise impossible feat.]
"But I did the impossible. Twice."
[Titles are only acquired after accomplishing an otherwise impossible feat.]
"Fuck it, I don't care anymore."
Looking over my status page I notice that I have a shit ton of status points that I can assign. "Put all 50 points into strength."
[Notice! Points have been assigned! Status has been updated!]
[Because you have your strength stat at a value over 50 you have gained a new skill!]
[Titan Strike LV 1(Passive) - At all times a thin stream of mana will fill your arms and legs with untold power so that you may beat down your foe(s) without letting them fight back. +5% ATK +100 HP at all times.]
"Nice." I grin to myself as I open and close my fisting feeling the energy rush into my body filling me with insane amounts of power.
This is probably the dumbest ever, of all time.
But OPM is my favorite anime and my dream of one-shotting every enemy I come across outweighs my need for survival or a competent build.
Swiping away my status screen I push up off the ground and decide to check out the bunker, see if I can't finally find some clothes to wear because all the coolth in here is starting to get to me.
On another note.
"My dick did not fall off."
It's not that there is nothing down there, that would make too much sense. I have no clue as to why when I was supposed to be an imperial arms. I mean that rabid plush toy and Susanoo didn't have genitalia so why do I?
I'm not complaining mind you, I would rather have one or the other, but it says a lot about my creator that he decided to give me one. Unless he implanted an imperial arm into me instead of creating me from scratch and I'm just reading into this too much. In that case, how do I activate it? If I am an imperial arms how do I use it? Or is the system just it?
"Meh, I'll torture the information out of him later." I ultimately decide to put it off till later.
For now though.
(-MONTAGE TIME-)
Banwnanwawawawa!
"The fuck is this?"
Walking up to a chest I open it up and a bright light flashes me for a second before it dies down and I see what the light show was overcompensating for.
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A Silver Desert Eagle .50!
Mythical Grade!
ATK: 1000 X SEN
Durability: Infinite
Description: It's a gun.
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Wait they have guns?
No that's also a dumb question.
It's the fucking apocalypse of course they have guns.
But what the hell is up with that ATK? My SEN is at 40 and multiplying that by 1000 gets me to 40,000 DMG with a single shot! That's enough to one-shot pretty much anything I fight and because I get 1 stat point into SEN everything I level up this weapon will never fall off.
This gun is broken.
A bit too broken.
Hmm. Suspicious.
[Equip?]
Or I could just take it with a grain of salt and use it until something happens.
"Equip!"
[You have equipped this weapon in your main hand! You may call upon this weapon any time you want! Notice! You may not use another weapon with your main hand while this one is equipped!]
"Ha! Nice." I comment as I summon the silver desert eagle into my right hand and start inspecting it.
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"The fuck is that?"
Heading over to a misplaced wall that is clearly a hidden storage space I look around for a button or level to reveal some hidden treasure but find nothing at all, so instead I pull my arm back and thrust it forward into the wall.
*BOOM*
As my fist hit the wall, the metal caved in and whatever was in there is now crushed.
"You know, I probably should have expected this with my super strength and all."
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"The fuck are those?"
I open up a locked metal drawer and finally see some clothes for me to wear, though not at all useful anything other than warmth. I turned the cosmetic setting on before I put them on because what's the point of wearing clothes if you're just going to be naked.
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A black T-shirt!
Common Grade!
DEF: 1
Durability: 100/100
Description: A simple T-shirt that offers no special effects
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Some black sweat pants!
Common Grade!
DEF: 1
Durability: 100/100
Description: Some basic pants that offer no special effects
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Black Air Force Ones!
Mythical Grade!
DEF: Whatever I want it to be
Durability: Bitch I'm immortal
Description: You blind or just dumb
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[Equip?]
Hell yeah!
As soon as the clothes appeared on my body I felt an indescribable need to absolutely humiliate anyone in my path.
"Is this the power of a god?" I wonder to myself.
(-MONTAGE OVER!-)
Now fully decked out with gear I head over to the window where I sit down in a chair with wheels and see the sun starting to set in the distance.
The bunker itself was fairly small with only 3 rooms, a room for nonperishable foods, a room that would act as a bedroom if the huge mattress was anything to go off of, and finally a weapons room that was empty aside from the desert eagle that I found.
There was no bathroom for some reason and no reflective surfaces that aren't covered in dirt so I still don't know what I look like but out of the corner of my eyes I saw a few grey locks sway overhead so I know my hair color at least.
And I found out that based on my height, facial structure, and skin tone, my physical body itself is probably around 8 or nine years old give or take.
No clue if I'll grow or not, but I hope so.
I'm not tryna be 4'1 for the rest of my life.
I put my hands behind my head and lean back in the chair. "Seems like I don't even need to last out much longer." I peek at the box clock with a cracked screen that reads 5:45.
Yep.
"Looks like I won." I smile to myself as I close my eyes, prop my feet up on the desk and wait for the end.
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*Sigh*
"I'm bored. This is boring."
I open my eyes and stare off into the distance.
Normally if I was sitting around I would turn on the TV and watch some anime or at the very least put some music on but I can't do that now because music doesn't exist here, and I doubt it exists in the Akame Ga Kill universe either.
"Man this sucks."
I admit I have a very short attention span.
"How do people survive without the internet?"
Do they just play poker or something? Blackjack? No that's gambling. Then do they read books? Physical copies of novels? How barbarian.
Wait a minute.
"What's that?" I notice something outside.
A black spot in the sun?
"What the hell is that? A solar flare?"
I narrow my eyes trying to get a closer look.
That doesn't work.
"What is tha-"
*RRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAARRRRRR*
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"Fuck."