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Warning: Language. Logic.
Au. Hello guys, This is a rewrite as I notice that the first one was a really badly written and a shitty novel (And this is probably still are.). And I hope that this one is better and much more realistic one. At a slower pace too, so there is no plot hole, that I know of, or any weird OP shit happening. Thank you so much for Innieminnie to point it out and giving me a really good review of my unrealistic novel that got too many plot holes.
Hope you guys have a great day!
Also, I fix the stats and how the level will work in the future. There will be not much of a battle scene as I am bad at that, and I am now sleep-deprived as I want to sleep, but at the same time, I want to write.
. . .
"Arghh.." I moan as I feel my bones and my body sore. Opening my eyes I see all dark, "Huh?" I mumble as I watch my surroundings.
Adjusting my pupil to this darkness I finally see what is surrounding me, a small room filled with many cobwebs of a cracked wall.
"What in the-?" I look at instantly looking at my hand, no no. This is not my hand. This hand is too small for me. Did I just shrink? This hand and sizes remind me when I was this little, or when I was on my 11 or 10 years old, based on the size of my hand, I was living in a normal-looking house.
This concludes that I have indeed kidnapped and somehow managed to get experimented on and that is a reason why my hand and body is small!
Looking around, I then tried to find any clues to where I am at. The 'bed' I am currently sleeping is just cardboard. The clothes that I am wearing, It is apparently looking unhygienic. I can even smell my own disgusting stench from my body, conclude that I actually never wash my body for so long.
The room that I am, only have a small room and with nothing decorate it beside a cartwheel filled with clothes and more card boxes, or a shagged looking backpack.
Wait a minute, this is no kidnapping. My hair is not blonde!
"Hm, did I transfer into an alternate universe? Or waking up in the wrong body? Did I manage to die? Knowing that I am a female and a homeless person. There are so many percentages that I can get raped! And sleeping with this kind of clothes? I am basically inviting those pedophile rapists!" I then whisper frantically as I tried to put my brain all together on the possibilities of why I am actually here.
"But then, why am I actually here anyway? If I'm not wrong, I was-" I then cut off by a stinging pain into my brain.
"Arghh" I then scream out as the pain that stinging my head and brain. And it seems to get more major each second.
Flashes and a bunch of weird memories then shoved into the tiny brain of this tiny body of mine.
Wow.
So her name is Rose, huh, Wait, I think it was supposed to be MY name?
Yea, My name is Rose McKenna. I am 10 years old, and I start living at the orphanage since I was small.
But it was not all that sunshine and daisies in there, I got my 'freak' accident when I was 4 years old.
Big bully Rick thought it was funny to keep punching me as I make weird sounds when I scream out for help. I don't know, nor do I want to know why he thinks like that, But his hand soon was cut out of nowhere.
And after that, The Blond girl who is being another bully toward me 'Accidentally' fall from the stair and snap her leg and disabled from it.
The orphanage I was at was controlled by the devil, They then contact the church And when the church got a hold of the pieces of information that I was a little freak, They then start to try exorcizing me.
From forcing holy water to my mouth and salt to my eyes, Then then also start to carve a cross into my skin. Saying that the devil needs to learn that Jesus is always watching. Which is creepy if you may ask,
Then they tied me into a chair with a circle and many weird squiggly lines around it and I was in the middle of it. Sad to say, They tried to burn me, the Holy fire they said. What bullshit.
I was only 6 years old, and they want to burn me for something that I couldn't control? Ha.
And at 7, I snapped. I tried to leave by wishing the chain that tied my leg to the ground vanished. And it did.
Then I start to wish to be gone from that, that, demonic place. Ironic to say, as I was shackled into the lowest basement of the church.
But it never happened.
So I then start wishing to Satan, or whatever Devil that I can manage to contract with, So they can free me from this demonic place called a church.
At first, nothing happened, then a cracked sound stinging my ear. And that was the most beautiful thing I ever have seen. The outdoor sight.
It's been years, 3 or 4 years I believed since I see the outdoors. I was captured and locked into the basement.
Devil don't need a freedom they said.
Devil can't feel pain, They said.
Huh, I wonder.
Am I really a Devil's?
Though, the kids at the orphanage that the police who was once found me did say that I am a spawn of one.
*Ping!*
A ringing sound then woke me up from my flashback, Then looking up I see a blue rectangular box that is transparent, yet you still can see the word filled it.
Name: Rose McKenna
Age: 10
Title: Little Devil
Hp: 50
Mp: 60
Level: 2 [ 24 / 100 ]
STR: 2
END: 3
DEF: 3
INT: 5
WIS: 2
CHA: -5
LUK: 0
SP: 15
Money: £ 0
Trait: [ Gamer Mind ] , [ Gamer Body ]
Eh, Is this? Ah.
Wait, Gamer Mind? What does it do? Wonder.
At that, I then press the box.
[ Gamer Mind ]
It allows the user to calmly and logically think things through. Allows a peaceful state of mind. Immunity to a psychological status effect.
Ah. No wonder I didn't manage to feel anything right now. It is because the Gamer Mind is working, Wait. Does this mean the Gamer Mind is a passive skill? Oh. I will be emotionless then.
Maybe that shitty priest was right, after all, Devil doesn't have a feeling. Nor deserve to have any, *Scoff*. Yea right.
And what about the Gamer Body?
[ Gamer Body ]
Grants a body that allows the user to live in the real world like a game. After sleeping in a bed, she restores HP, MP and all status effects.
Oh, so basically I will be living like the game character I used to play when I was in the real earth? Well then. That's nice to know that I can just heal by sleeping on cardboard.
Standing up, I then dust myself.
"Maybe I need to go outside, Looking for something I can actually do. Something productive, Like getting money to buy clothes. Or a blanket, as I don't have any. And I'm pretty sure the cardboard is not even can be termed with a blanket anyway." I then mumble, Looking at the trash looking dump beside me, I then search for some wearable clothes.
"I think this will be fine," I then mumble, Looking at the plain black color clothes I have in my hand, I then wear it. "My shoes and my jeans look passable," I then shrug.
Walking out from the abandoned building that I call my home, I then suddenly encounter something that I was not expecting it.
Ping!
[ Enter the dungeon? ]
[ Y / N ]
Oh god. You know what? It's not going to be hurt just to try the dungeon right? After all. I did get the Gamer body.
. . .
Looking at the zombies, I then don't know how to kill it. Then I tried to strategies it from my tiny brain. I need to separate the group and manage to lure only one zombie!
Then after a while hiding from the shadow, I manage to learn a skill called [ Hiding ]. It's basically like a sneaking. But the downside is that it's only level 1, which means I have so many percentages of getting caught.
Looking around, I found one Zombie that is currently wandering around.
Gripping hard on the brick that I found at the side of the road, I then slowly walking toward his way without making a loud move. I too held my breath as I walk toward it, It was a hard one, but somehow I managed it.
Not only that, I thought that by not breathing, but the percentage of not really getting caught by the zombies will also be increasing.
Then I swing the rock to the head as strong as I can, The Zombie then let out a growl and look at my way. Ignoring the scared and frightened that my heart is, I then keep bashing the brick to the head of the zombies.
[ Zombie ]
[ Lv. 3 ]
[ Hp: 12 / 20 Mp: - ]
"Oh, Lord. Wait, no, Oh Satan! please give me power!" I then mumble under my breath. Pushing more strength to the brick, Suddenly a glowing of a light blue color filled the brick and somehow the zombie died.
-15 Mp
Skill created,
Create a Name for the Skill?
"What the, What skill?" I then whisper under my breath as I watch the body of the Zombie dissolve into a particle of blue. Looking at the 'Loot' I got, I then raise my brow at it.
Auto Loot.
User gain - [ 1 shattered power rock ], [ 1 guts of zombie ] , [ Tattered robe ] , [ £ 2 ]
"Alright, So. Uh, what is the shattered and guts of the zombie if for? And tattered robe? More free cloth for me. Money? I can earn money from doing this? Nice, I finally can eat. But with only 2, what can I even buy anyway? Candy? I am hungry for real food. Not a snack," I then grumble, But then again. If I manage to kill more zombies, I may eat normal food.
I then sigh, "Wait, The skill.." I then remember as the blue rectangular shape still not gone yet.
"Uh, I'm guessing is that blue glowing thing is a skill? As it takes Mp from me. Hm, Name the skill. Bash?" I then usually said, The pinging then can be heard and I apparently now have 2 useful skills.
"Wait, with Bashing I might kill zombies faster!" I then said with enthusiasm! "Wait, I remember I have unallocated points! Why don't I try to use that to my Strength and my uh, Intelligent?" I then start thinking.
The Intelligent, if I'm not wrong, can increase your Mp point, and the Strength usually increasing your Hp point. I mean, most of the Rpg and MMORPG is using that kind of build anyway.
"Hm, so I have 15 of them. Maybe 5 to each? Oh.. I have 5 more I see. Uh, I think I need to put it to my Cha. Wait. No, being beautiful is not what you want on the current weak body of this. I can get raped or even sold to some weird dude. I think being ugly is good enough for now." I then shudder, I think I read too many dark novels that's why I have this dark thinking.
"Uh, I should put 2 on my Defense and 2 on my Endurance. As I need Defense just in case the zombie starts to attack me back. And Endurance for me to run from the monster that I barely can fight back." I then start to locate the point on each of the two. I was left with only 1 point.
"Eh, I think I need to put it on Wisdom then." I then said as I shrug. After finishing to locate my point, I then look at my own stats.
Name: Rose McKenna
Age: 10
Title: Little Devil
Hp: 175
Mp: 67 / 80
Level: 2 [ 46 / 100 ]
STR: 7
END: 5
DEF: 5
INT: 10
WIS: 3
CHA: -5
LUK: 0
SP: 0
Money: £ 2
Trait: [ Gamer Mind ] , [ Gamer Body ]
Skill: [ Hiding ] , [ Bash ]
"Hm, I think I was right," I then said as I look at my new health and my mana. Then I notice that I regenerate the mana is too slow. For my taste anyway.
. . .
In the end, I manage to kill 6 zombies then were forced to get out from the dungeons as I were too scared from the horde of zombie that is keep spawning from random time to another.
I manage to level up to 2 times in there by just killing the zombies. Each zombie I notice that they are giving me 25 points, or exp percentage. The zombie also can give me a various amount of money, from 1 to the highest, which is 4.
I now have 16 on me, grinning happily, I then walk out of the building. From the side of my eyes, I can see that another group of 'gang' just form. How did I know? Those idiots are huddling up together and been watching everyone that has a potential that they got money on them.
Their eyes then landed on me. Fuck.
"The fuck you want?!" I then harshly said, As in this neighborhood. Or in this slum, whoever shows a little submissive or weak-looking side, They will perish in no time.
"Heh, Look at that. It's Homeless Rose, hey, We heard from some little birdy that you were once a rich kid that is running away right? Why don't you spare some money to this poor us," He then smirks with malice, as his 2 other buddies grinning from side to side.
"Fuck you, I got a fucking weapon and I'm not afraid to use it. And by the way, That's a nice baseball bat." I then answer, with a sneer of course.
"Tch, what can you ever do kid? Scream and curse at us? Useless bitch," He then said as he gestures his buddy to move.
I then pull the brick from my back, or it seems like it is placed on my back even though it is from my inventory, I then activate bash on them as I keep hitting them in random spots.
- 3 Hp
- 5 Hp
- 4 Hp received
- 3 Hp
- 6 Hp received
-4 Hp received
- Crit DMG!
-Crit Hit received!
Oh, yea, I didn't forget about men down there either. As that is where the ultimate weakness is placed.
- Crit DMG!
- Crit DMG!
[ Normal Hoodlum ] x3
[ 3 / 20 ] x3
"Fuck, We're sorry! We're sorry! Spare us, man! We just want to eat!" The guy then beg as his face bleed and bruised from the brick, I then let out a sneer and take his baseball bat.
It's made of steel, Nice.
From beating the Normal Hoodlum, User gain - [ Baseball Bat ], [ Normal Jeans ], [ Black Hoodie ], [ £ 4 ]
"Oh, nice. It works in real life too.." I then whisper to myself as I watch the item from my inventory. Then as I look at my exp point, from only 1 out of 100, now it's 37 out of 100!
It seems that it is too easy to level up. But I know this kind of game, Easy to level up when it is a low level, but will be harder when it reaches a certain level. Which are sucks.
But hey! I got 20 on my account this time, wait. I want to be more greedy, Maybe I can do what this guy does! Stealing or Beating people for money!
I know it's bad. But my nickname is Delinquent anyway.
Wait, The school I am placed at is mostly populated by a spoiled kid. So they may have money with them! I probably will be in trouble with the principal and the teacher if they found out, But what can they do anyway?
Nothing!
Wait, actually I can be placed at the jail for the kid. Uh, You know what, I will just lightly beat them. Yea. I mean, I need money to eat anyway. And to survive too.
But first, I need to eat.
. . .
Looking at the burger in front of me, I then let out a winning smile. I found that I was stuck in 1988. How did I know? The newspaper that I bought for 45 pence. The burger itself only cost me about 2 and 68 pence because of the tax and I actually bought a meal.
Apparently, the housing price was booming and it will be harder to get a house. As if I can get a house anyway. With this child's body of mine, who in the right mind to sell a house to a kid, Not only that. Where can I get that money anyway?
"Hm, This burger is so good," I then whisper to myself. Enjoying the taste of real food and not random food from a trashcan I then can taste the heaven itself. Or hell, as that shitty priest always said.
By the way, the currency is not even dollars! it's fucking Pound.