That one house in the middle, is the only one left untouched.
Aiden searched around the village, looking for any survivors, or even better.
Water.
And there he found it.
A well.
But when he took a peak.
It looked brown and disgusting.
Probably not cleaned in a while.
"Pfft, who cares about bacteria when they haven't drank water in ages, in this skin melting sun."
Then he took a big sip, one that could satisty his thirst for the entire day, maybe more.
But his hunger is another matter to deal with, for now.
He heads to the untouched house in the rubble.
He tries opening it, but it's locked shut.
"Welp… I have no choice but to break it down."
He charges, hitting it with his shoulder.
But that didn't do any damage to the door, only his shoulder.
"Ugh… If I knew that only works in the movies, I wouldn't have sacrificed my shoulder."
He switches into his taekwondo stance.
And delivers a powerful front kick.
No damage.
Again.
He does it again and again.
Until his foot gets numb from all the pain.
After maybe 16 kicks.
The door was slightly dented.
"Guess you left me no choice, but to deliver my ultimate kick, the 360°."
He stepped back, and switches into a wider stance. Suitable for dealing more trauma.
He lifted his right leg's knee to the air.
Then spun. And lifted his left knee, but he didn't have the chance to complete it.
His phone buzzed.
DING
Aiden, not expecting a system notification to suprise him like that, dropped to the ground.
"Ouch, my bottom, it hurts."
He checked the phone.
Tip: Spell "System" For A Wider Range Of Options.
This Only Works If The Device Is Close To The [Player] Anything More Than 1 Meter Isn't Applicable.
And he did just that.
"S-y-s-t-e-m." Aiden spelled slowly.
Suddenly, a giant black interface appeared before him.
Carrying all his information, including what he was previously shown.
[SYSTEM INTERFACE]
Name: Aiden Cross
Age: 19
Level: 1
Race: Human
Status: Alive
Title(s): [The Broken One] -25% Mental Power+10% Damage {APPLY?}
Aura Color: None
Aura Core: Dormant
--- SKILLS ---
360° Kick (Lv.1) Mockery (Lv.1) Roundhouse Kick (Lv.2) Counter Flow (Lv.1 – Locked
Fear Resistance (Passive Skill) ((Lv.1) {APPLY?}
+20% Fear Resistance +10% Mental Power
--- USER STATS ---
STR: 7 | AGI: 9 | INT: 5 | END: 6
PER: 9 | WIL: 8 | CHA: 1
HP: 100/100 | Stamina: 63/85 | Aura: -1/15
EXP: 12/100
"Hmm, should I use these two skills? Eh, what's gonna happen anyway?
He applies Fear Resistance (Passive Skill) (Lv.1)
Aiden feels stronger, mentally, like he could imagine everything in his mind.
But once he applies [The Broken One] He feels weird
"What is this? I feel diz—"
He feels nauseous .
Then.
He starts uncontrollably vomiting.
Like needles stabbing every part of his body.
This lasted for 5 minutes.
It went to the point that he started vomiting blood.
"Fuc-k, i fee-l li-ke im ab-out to di-e. Eve-ryth-ing is sp-inn-ing, ev-en this da-mn sys-tem infr-ont of m-e.
But suddenly.
He no longer feels the pain, nor does he feel nauseous and dizzy.
The feeling is all gone.
"What is happening with my body?"
He smirked and said "Well they say, crying is for the weak and acting is for the strong.
Right as he finished his words.
He took his taekwondo stance once again.
Widening his leg space.
[System]
Skill 360° Kick (Lv.1) Is Being Applied.
He feels the power rushing through his legs.
And with one devastating kick.
The door shatters into pieces.
"Wow, at the end of the day, this system is the real-deal!"
What lay before him.
Was a simple house, with simple furniture.
Except the ominous skeleton laying on a bed.
It didn't look harmful.
It's didn't even look like it has the power to talk.
But that wasn't true.
The skeleton opens its eyes.
Red glowing eyes, looking in his direction.
Something straight from a horror movie.
"Heroooo, saveee the worlddddd" The skeleton mumbled.
Then suddenly, a red ominous ball escaped from the skeleton's body, floating toward him.
"What is th–"
It flew past him.
Or at least that's what he thought.
The ball entered his body.
[System]
A Strange Object Has Entered The [Player]
Forcing Body Defense Mechanism.
…
Body Defense Mechanism Has Failed To Eliminate The Intruder.
Forcing Bone Reconstruction To Counter The Threat.
Suddenly.
A piercing scream rang through the house.
It was Aiden's.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH"
He felt as if his bones were being broken, and shattered.
His body went limp.
Crashing into the hard wooden ground.
Black.
Aiden's reality shifts around him.
It is no longer the hot desert, but a black limbo.
"What did I just experience? That felt like my insides were being ripped apart and being sealed back together with duct tape."
Boom.
A figure appeared.
It looked like Aiden.
But older, taller, and possessed toner muscles.
"What are you?" Aiden exclaimed.
It didn't respond.
Only throwing a sword at Aiden's feet.
A golden hilted danesword, engraved with old runes.
The figure said.
"Sulbrand, that's its name."
"What?" Aiden replied, cautious.
"Show me what you got, old me." The figure smirks.
It lunges toward Aiden.
Holding the same exact golden hilted sword.
Before he could react.
He was pierced.
He's back again.
This time the clone has already thrown the sword at his feet.
And Aiden doesn't waste the opportunity, he bends down and picks it up.
But in the process of picking it up, he didn't notice the impending danger.
His head flies off his shoulders.
Again.
No luck.
He keeps dying on dying.
Slowly adapting to this never ending massacre.
18 deaths later.
The ground is filled with blood.
And mangled corpses.
This time Aiden doesn't waste time.
He rolls clockwise.
Grabbing the sword.
He stands up.
Gripping the sword with all that he got.
The Figure charges.
But Aiden anticipated it.
And moves to the side, preparing for a counter attack.
He thrusts towards the side of the figure.
Managing to inflict a small gash.
The figure said. "Good one."
But it didn't back down yet.
It spins its weapon in the air.
And pointed it at Aiden, all in a split second.
He tries impaling his chest.
But Aiden changed direction with his own sword.
Leaving the figure opened for attacks.
But he couldn't swing his weapon, it's in the process of holding the figure's overwhelming strength.
So he abandons it.
And goes for an axe kick, one that IT didn't anticipate.
Thud.
The figure dropped to the ground, unconscious.
Aiden breathes nervously.
"Is this the end?"
He bends down to pick up his fallen sword.
And when he touches it.
A strange red glow envelopes the sword's tip.
Suddenly.
The unconscious figure talks.
"That's called aura, remember it."
"Called wha-"
The world starts vanishing, as well as the figure's body.
It looks up at Aiden one more time.
And flashed a grin.
One that couldn't be forgotten…