December 12, 2015. Through the curtains, Shiilo could see the thick white of a blizzard, raining down pure, fluffy, and white on the frozen ground. The wild wind whipped endlessly, and the temperature was negative eleven degrees fahrenheit.
Shillo jumped out of bed, then left his room and went across the hall and into the bathroom, where he freshened himself. He then left the bathroom and returned to his room, where he changed clothes. Then he finally went down the stairs, and into the main room, where the desk was.
The same lady was sitting behind the desk, and she gave Shiilo a curious look.
"A friend of yours came to me many times to ask if I had seen you", She said. "It seems that you have been asleep this whole time. You are greatly behind in your rank."
'Asleep this whole time?', Shiilo thought. He glanced at the page-a-day calendar sitting on the desktop. Wtf? "How long have I been asleep?!"
The lady scratched her chin. "Four days," she said. Shiilo glanced at the watch on his wrist. 9:08 AM.
Forgetting all but the sword in his inventory, Shiilo ran out of the hotel as fast as he could, aiming straight for the forest. The snowy white forest was teaming with monstrous beasts. Some were small, and as Shiilo ran past them, he drove his sword through their chests.
Shiilo jumped onto the back of the boars, thrusting his sword through their necks with all his might, always being shot in the face and mouth with hot, sticky, bitter, and foul smelling blood.
Then, the biggest Boar charged forward to challenge Shiilo. Shiilo ran, for he knew he stood no chance against it. But the boar caught up to him. He drove his large tusks into Shiilo's left arm, slicing right through his flesh and shattering the bone.
"Agghh!"
Shilo held his left arm, running for dear life.
But he knew he couldn't just run forever. The Boar would kill him. Shiilo threw his sword into the Boar's thick chest.
Now, it was only a matter of time.
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The Boar chased Shiilo for three hours, both of them bleeding. But now the Boar had weakened, a large gaping hole in its chest slowly draining its life away. It grew larger with the Boar's every movement.
But now there was a problem. Shiilo had run to the very edge of the mountain, an endless cliff right before his feet.
Without a sword and with nowhere else to run, Shillo stared down the mountainside as the Boar continued to come closer.
'Is this the end?', He thought.
Suddenly, the ground began to rumble to the sound of more than a thousand footsteps. The sound seemed to greatly frighten the Boar. It turned from Shiilo and ran for dear life.
"What could be making that sound?"
It did not take long for Shiilo to find out.
The Cawing Vampire
Strength: 3
Agility: 4
Speed: 10
Skill: 6
Armor: infinite
Rank: C Class. Medium danger
Description: They live in caves and high mountains, only coming down to eat. They can smell blood within six miles, and can run sixty mph. They live and eat in hordes, some as large as 6 million. They eat freshly killed or dying humans or monsters.
If killed, they respawn in the same spot as killed exactly one minute later.
Exactly five minutes later, Shiilo stared down from the top of a tall maple tree in disbelief, watching as the Vampires coldly devoured the Boar before his very eyes, piece by piece.
First, they ate all the flesh from the legs, which caused the Boar to fall. Then they attacked its stomach, eating all insides.The lungs, heart, intestines, and ribs.
Then the head was stripped, brain and eyeballs and all the rest of it, bones included. All, in twelve short seconds.
Then they ate the other dead Boars and left.
Slowly climbing down from the maple tree, Shiilo grimaced at the feeling of blood-soaked clothes sticking to his body. Hepicked up his soiled sword from the ground, and pointed it to the closest monster he saw; A zombie.
Shillo's eyes shone with a killing intent as he ran to challenge it.
A swift swing from his sword. But the zombie took a firm grip of the sword, and crushed it with its mighty grip.
The zombie paused for a second, right before landing a solid fist into Shiilo's chest. He went flying backwards into a tree, he heard a dull *crunch* as his ribs shattered. A broken branch stabbed him through his back, and now a large hole was clearly visible in his stomach. Shiilo coughed violently, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.
With dull, shaken vision he looked up towards the zombie, which was running towards him.
The zombie ripped off Shiilo's left arm. He could only watch in horror as the zombie scarfed it down whole.
'I can't die', Shiilo thought. 'Not yet.'
He thrusted his hand onto the zombie's neck and pulled it to his mouth. Shiilo bit down on the back of its neck with all his might.
Blood shot into the back of Shiilos mouth like an angry soda, thick and salty.
The zombie had been kill
"Now then, give me back my arm", Shiilo said, unsheathing his knife to cut the dead zombie open. The sharp blade glided through the flesh, and there was his arm.
"Ah, thanks for giving it back."
Shiilo took his arm and placed it back on his shoulder, it instantly healed back.
And with his hands and a butcher knife, Shiilo continued on, killing enemy after enemy, hour after hour, until the light from the sun became dim.
And then to total darkness, until the moon rose up from the south.
11:00 PM, and still Shiilo had not rested or eaten, nor had he had a drop of water to drink.
Not a living thing in sight, Shiilo climbed the side of a rocky cliff.
Holding on to the still warm red clay-coloured rocks, he slowly pulled himself up, a few feet at a time. A few pebbles fell, echoing loudly as they tumbled down, some 1,300 feet.
A viper rattled its tail, it sounded close.
Finally at the top, Shiilo pulled himself over the edge of the wide and flat mountaintop, pausing to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
Not twenty feet away, stood a man with the face of a dog, twelve feet in height and very muscular. He wore dull black armor, and was unarmed.
Shillo drew his knife and pointed it in the direction of the demon.
"Hey", He said, fiercely as he could. "I challenge you…. To a deathmatch!"