Content warning. Cannibalism, gore, it gets real. Also, I is stuck in a mentally ill corpse's body, and has to deal with the consequences of that for a while. Skip ahead two chapters if you want to skip past most of that.
I had a lot of choices, but I knew what i needed.
More combat was coming up in his future. I needed to be stronger. I needed to be able to build traps and defenses, break locks, I needed to have his core stats be stronger. In the long run I had a standard plan I had set up for the future.
I wanted to save the world. One day, I could return from the Sawverse with immense powers. What would I be able to do with them? If I just focused on pure trap breaking and durability I might well survive, but I wouldn't thrive. I wanted to be immortal. To be able to fix the world for the better with science or magic. To shield his family and friends and class from the mad predations of horrible otherworldly entities with weird intentions. For that i needed to pick his worlds well. I needed to balance immediate physical improvements with long tech enhancements in technology.
Little nightmares was an option. That was some creepy game where you played a kid in a yellow rain jacket on a city of cannibals. I could probably totally do that, it was a game with kinda simple puzzles, but it didn't offer much chance for you to improve your combat skills. I could probably do more crafting, but everyone was massive in it. You were a midget. Maybe when i was stronger. I could be the one to kill and eat the rich. With stronger stats adding onto those tiny puny bodies, i could rip through that ship and claim all the power within. Not today though.
Halo was another option. I could load up on survival stuff and try to get some equipment. I was pretty sure that no matter how tough Jigsaw was, he wasn't as tough as a plasma rifle, or a spartan laser, or the Forward Onto Dawn. That seemed a bit high level for him though. I worried I'd get caught in a death spiral, or that a flood entity would be able to take control of him, complete the mission, and go on to annex the multiverse. I wanted to be a bit tougher before I went into mind control central.
Deadspace had the same issues. Again, powerful equipment, but a bit overlevelled for him. Super future sci fi and all, and those weird crystals that made you insane and mutated you. The markers. With his luck I would probably be put in the body of someone about to be infected.
Don't Escape was intriguing, but I didn't remember the plotline that well, and it was a crapshot if I'd get anything useful.
Friday the 13th was definitely an option, as a slasher flick, but it wouldn't let him develop his future options much. One tough foe.
One option stood above all others. Resident Evil. It was a shooter horror where the umbrella corporation made mad science because they could. Great chance to kill and level up, lots of low level threats. Whatever poor schmuck I got dropped into, I could avoid the big bads and grind. Even if I got shitty perk points it would be a great chance to develop his skills against zombies and monster trash and steal hyper advanced technology. I'd played most of the games and seen the movies, so I should be pretty good.
An advanced shotgun would be really nice in Saw.
Inventory, Gamer Mind. I ticked off the two choices.
If I got eaten by zombies I expected to die. Healing a little faster wouldn't save him. Gamer body could wait. Gamer's mind was only at the apprentice level, and was only a 10% reduction in debuffs, but every little helped. It would help the mind control aspects. There was mind control there as well, but it was generally less overt than Halo or Deadspace.
I then ticked off Trap Novice, Dungeon eye. Two powerful perks that would give him the ability to make traps well and see well. Photography had been an op over leveled perk, but seeing well really was a boon, and with time and traps many zombies could be slain. I had 21 points left.
Death's calling, Gacha, Packrat, Power attack, Desperate Struggle.
One choice left. I could go for poison maniac. I wasn't sure if zombies would be vulnerable to poison though. Fast food skin, but then I wouldn't be sexy. Picture perfect was a solid option. Outside the box, for trap solving, another solid.
"Divine sky god, may I have a coin to flip to pick?" I called out to the uncaring void.
"Divine sky god? All consuming monster? The void that shall not be named." Maybe I shouldn't piss off the gaming system.
Wisdom check 10/10 succeeded.
No, fuck you gaming system. You don't get to inject ideas into my head with your common sense checks.
"Mutant Lord. Moderator. You bastard. Saw Daddy. Give me my coin. I had one in my wallet as Adam. You can keep it after."
A coin dropped into my hand. An American… what were the small American coins. Quarters? Cents? I don't know.
I flipped it. Tails. Picture perfect it was.
And into Resident Evil.
Who would I be?
Name: Mia Winters
Job: Babysitter
Level: 1
Level: 1 (0/100)
Title. Scientist. Research is 100% faster.
HP: 30
Stamina: 35
Strength: 40
Constitution: 30
Dexterity: 30
Intelligence: 25
Wisdom: 5
Luck 1
Those were some monstrous stats, and that was before they got buffed up. All the stat points I had gotten from Saw 1 I could feel enhancing me. My body growing with each step.
I wanted more luck. I really did. But, not yet. I could get to 10 wisdom with the stat point there. Observational awareness was more important. If I could get luck up to a decent level, sure, but I couldn't.
Her skill list was locked. Aw. As was her perk list.
Oh well. I had no idea who she was. Maybe some random zombie? Or someone in one of the later games? I hadn't played the more modern ones.
I ticked accept, and stared at the glowing portal to RE land. It flowed towards me, growing larger, to the form of a massive zombie, as tall as the eiffel tower, who stamped down onto me.
I woke up to someone grabbing my shoulder, and turning me over.
"Thank god I found you! It's me, Ethan."
I looked up and saw an attractive blonde man. That was an odd sensation from my body, me being a straight man- oh, yeah. Body sensations.
Ethan Winters
Oh. So we were married? I wondered if it was my maiden name or his. I guess we were some sort of crime fighting duo? Well, even if the game was gonna force some lovey dovey emotions on me, I could accomplish the missions. We were in some sort of dingy basement and I was on a filthy looking bed.
I smiled. "Hi, Ethan! Thank god you're here."
He looked me up and down.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
Mental disruption connected. Gamer mind, purging.
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Well, that was ominous.
"Not my best, but nothing really worth complaining about hubbie. What brings you here?" I asked, hoping to get some backstory. My identities came with a few memories, but not enough to do much. Some addresses, some phone numbers.
Mental combat initiated. Stand by. Opponent is peak journeyman, and you are apprentice tier.
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Zalgo text. That really made it hard to read. Creepy.
"You invited me."
I pointed my finger at him.
"Yes, yes, I did. Dehydration. Remind me please, what did I say?"
"To come here- I'm so glad I found you." He leaned down, hugging me. I felt safe.
Link purged. Foreign presence eliminated.
Denied.
Yay, I won.
Uncontrolled mutations condition activated. By eliminating the psychic force controlling you, you have opened your body up to freely mutate and change. Duration, infinite.
Oh shit. I felt my body move, out of control of me. I bit into Ethan's shoulder, tearing away some flesh.
He backed away, holding up his chain cutter defensively.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm sorry. I can't stop it." I advanced forward, predatory, hungry. I could feel my need to rip into him, to fuel powerful mutations. I couldn't control it.
I lunged at him. He grabbed my arm, and I leaned my head forward, opening wide, trying to get a bite of his flesh.
"I'm sorry!" I cried out again. I knew objectively this was ok. I was in insane zombie mode, I'd heal from that, but I didn't want to kill him. I wouldn't be taking over the multiverse.
He rammed his elbow repeatedly into my face. My thoughts started to get fuzzy, but my hunger grew greater.
"It's the disease. It's controlling me. I can't stop it!" I cried out, as I lunged forward to try and rip at his arm.
"Try harder." He commanded.
"I can't…" I felt my heart race, and spoke. "Please, kill me. Save yourself."
He knocked me aside, pinned me to the wall, and jammed the chain cutter into my eye. Pain exploded through me as part of my vision went black.
"Just end it! Please." I cried out, as my hand lashed at his chest, bloodying him.
"I'm sorry! I don't want to hurt you any more." I said, as I, with a shove, tossed him across the room, like a ball. He bounced like one too. I was strong.
He grunted as he fell to the floor, and I advanced. I gripped the door, as my body tried to live.
"No, I won't do it!" I started to ram my head into the wall repeatedly, forcing back control as the sharp agony burnt my brain.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I cried out, as my life started to fade.
Disease resistance leveled up! Through an act of will to save a loved one, you have gained some innate resistance to diseases!
And then I collapsed.
I woke up, two eyes open, to a sharp pain in my chest. Inventory. I needed to focus on what I had. Assets.
I was on a table, lying on something squishy. It smelt of blood, shit, and death. Behind me was an old man, with a beer glass. To my right was male teen, to my left an older woman. They all looked decrepit. There was a corpse, by side.
"And with her connection severed, she's off no more use to us. Eat up."
I tried to get up, but the old man grabbed me. I strained against him, pitting my greater than human strength against his. He easily overcame me, grabbed my hair, and slammed my head against the table. He was so strong. It felt like wrestling with a truck.
"Stop fighting, bitch." He said, and spat at me. Then the boy grabbed at my chest, stabbing through flesh and muscle and fat, ripping out an intestine . He began to eagerly chew, blood dripping out. The sensation was agonizing.
The woman grabbed my hand from the man, and started biting and ripping. Everything was agony.
Then I saw him. Ethan. At the other end of the table. I had to- I had to do something.
As my hand was ripped apart and eaten by the woman, as my blood dripped down to mix with the entrails of others they had eaten, I pulled on all of my brutish strength, and smashed my bloody arm stump into her.
Power strike! 30 damage!
She was tossed across the room, smashing into the wall, cracking through it. For a moment, the man above me looked aside, and I managed to yank my hand away. I used my Gacha perk, summoning a common object. In my other, intact hand, a toothbrush materialized. I rammed it into the teen's eye, staggering him back.
Power Strike! Critical hit! 180 damage!
At least I was no longer doing shitty base human damage. Holding my bleeding intestines in with one hand, I went to find Ethan tied up.
"I'll save you." I said. And I lunged forward, and bit into his neck, ripping out sweet blood and delicious delicious life force. I ripped into him, saying sorry repeatedly, my hunger even stronger with my bloody chest.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I kept saying, as he died and I ate his delicious body.
Then I felt a hand on my neck, as someone yanked me away, and smashed me into the floor.
"You do not hit my wife!" Said the older man, as he repeatedly smashed me into the floor. "Only I do that!" I felt my vision start to fade as he dropped my bloody body on the floor.
I heard him, in the distant say to feed, and felt teeth and bites on my body. I felt my eyes regenerate, and saw the corpse of Ethan, his blonde hair matted with blood, his neck ripped out. "I'm sorry..." I said, as I died.
So, zombie stories. I love them. Like Jigsaw does with people in Saw, you turn friends and family members against each other, forcing you to consider, could you kill your mother, your lover, your boss. How would you feel if they tried to kill you?
The top option by far was RE by 5 votes, but don't worry, we can go to other places later.
Notably, if the SI hadn't been greedy and had taken gamer body, they would be more resistant to low grade body snatching. But then they wouldn't be able to steal all the sweet RE loot. Including a power fist. Choices and consequences. What's a little death and cannibalism when you have loot drops in play?
Also, in terms of why she's facing mental consequences when Adam didn't, Adam wasn't mentally ill, and gamer's mind is only level one of 5. Level 5 gamer's mind, grandmaster, is like the one in the Gamer Story. He was a bit different piloting Adam, but not quite so controlled.
Zav11237. Yes, taking the gamer body would be a good idea. And is for the future. But, the hard choice is often needed to help you develop.
Dragonbornthesam. I went for exactly what you said!
DG2. They're an above average super soldier.
Sanas22. I chose for you, don't worry.
Toobad69. Silent Hill will be in the options next time. Glad you like it. And no, I had intended to do a zombie story, but my previous idea was Halo. But, the latest RE game looks great.
Gatling2745. I'll message you soon and get the details, and thanks for all your help. And thanks for the poison issue, I'll edit it in.
JakeWJElliott2. Halo is cool, and thanks, I think it's a first.
Guest. Dead space is very hard, especially with no combat skills, but he would love some of the tools.
IncognitoMinerals. he now has an inventory and can loot all the cool RE tech, and he went for wisdom so he could have situational awareness.
Zackman2k12. If he managed to take over a Halo or Deadspace battleship maybe. I am thinking of a perk to allow him to temporarily take his true form.
ArchieElite. SCP is awesome, and will be on the next list. Pirates is an option, but I don't want to do too much work changing the tone on what is a side story.
Righello Di'Tutti. You do need more luck to live, and she did not. He wants to get a major boost to luck, which means lots of stat points which means many level ups or special quests or lucky events. But for now, he has to deal with bad luck.
Thorison1080. All the cannibalism worlds! Little nightmares would be great later. At the moment it would be kinda dull. He'd just mostly follow the canon path and avoid messing things up too much because he doesn't have the power to break free.
SavageGod. I do read lots of gamerfics, but this is pretty unique as far as I know. I haven't read any other Gamer fics like it.
Anyway, since I haven't actually played RE 7 but am watching a walkthrough, any fun ideas of what to do in there are appreciated in reviews.