Chapter 30 I Will Live!

“He’s still alive”.
“He’s there”.
Clinton raised his head and saw… humans.
He raised his head right in time to notice one of the more overenthusiastic humans reveal his head past the boundary of the world of light into the slope, into the boundary of the decaying forest only to be affected by a strange dark power.
This power seemed to have rotting properties.
“Ahhh!”
The young human who seemed inexperienced immediately grabbed his face in horror as the other humans reacted.
“You fool, stand still!”
“Don’t expose yourself to the decay”.
Clinton recognized that human. It was the lady among the first 3 humans he met in this world that was a mage.
Raising her staff up, she spoke a word as green light left her staff, coalescing on the face of the other human as the strange dark power was expelled.
His skin that also started being eroded by the dark power was healed.
‘Healing magic’. Clinton deduced immediately. ‘But why?’
Thinking deeper into it, he understood. ‘Humans are not allowed in the world of darkness?’
He correlated this with the words of the female. ‘Exposing themselves to the world of darkness causes decay’.
He was puzzled at first due to an incongruity but looking down, he stared at his white bone legs and then he understood. ‘I’m allowed here because I’m a skeleton!’
Clinton looked back up at the humans and then he grinned which only looked hideous from a third person POV. ‘Just ok for me,’ he thought.
The lady who was a mage looked down at the skeleton from above, then she spoke. “Put on your enchanted dark energy resistance suits, let’s hunt this skeleton and capture it”.
“Let us present it to the chief like ordered”.
Hearing those words, Clinton already had a vague understanding of what was going to happen. He was not scared though, his grin only widened.
And then, Clinton raised the middle finger at these humans. “I’m a skeleton, so what?”
“I shall live still”.
“I will live!”
Hearing this skeleton speak again, despite hearing it once already, the humans were still creeped out.
Clinton didn’t wait for them though, he stood up first.
He was determined to live.
The first thing that he did was to access his miserable undead system interface, precisely his user status.
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{Welcome to the Miserable Undead System!}
{Host: Donald Clinton}
{Special System Abilities: Corrupted- Locked}
>You only have access to the basic identification abilities of the cursed Miserable Undead System
{Host Status:}
Race: High-tier Skeleton
Level: 5
Class: Spear Master
{Utility Class: Weapon Craftsman}
{Sub Class: Master of Daggers}
Attributes:
STR- 3.5
VIT- 2.8
SPE- 1.8
MIN- 0.8
Health Points (HP): 1.6/7
{Skills: Bone Assembling; Spear Thrust; Silent Slice; Accurate Throw}
{Passive Skill: Calma; Vampire}
{Special Skills: None}
{Magic Skills: None}
…
{Weapons: Wooden Spear; Wooden Dagger}
…
{Titles: Hell Slayer}
…
{Remark: A suddenly not so befitting form for a miserable womanizer and arrogant prick. Don’t raise your hopes up though, you will still die the final death soon enough!}
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Staring at his system interface, Clinton made simple calculations in his head and easily, he was able to learn how long he had been lying on the ground for.
Considering the fact that he now naturally regenerated +0.1 HP every 10 minutes and 60 minutes made an hour, from how much of his HP already regenerated, he guessed that he spent an hour and 10 minutes lying down.
He was surprised, he thought he spent far longer time just laying down there embroiled in a silent battle with his own thoughts.
He was glad that the Holy Knights didn’t get him directly since their light affinity would have definitely made his current situation even worse.
Clinton didn’t pay much attention to his status at this moment though, this was because he was more preoccupied with surviving and living.
Whatever the enchanted suits that the humans spoke of was, it bought him more time since the humans apparently needed it to descend into the world of darkness which was exactly what he wanted.
To live and survive, first, Clinton needed his health points back in optimal condition and he had just the right plan for that.
***
{Vampire!}
>By killing any enemy, both creatures of light or darkness, you are now able to take part of your victim’s health points to replenish your own
***
His passive skill was just the antidote that he needed. By killing enemies, he could take his enemy’s health points to replenish his own like a true vampire.
While the humans were still stuck there trying to come into his domain, Clinton would use this time to recover his health points and if he still had time after that, he intended to do more.
Clinton grasped the 2 bones that he scavenged from the pile of bones tighter. ‘I need to craft new weapons’.
If materials in the wild to craft weapons were graded in ranks, if the 2 bones were mythical materials, he guessed that the decaying tree with which he crafted his first set of weapons would be much lower.
‘What level of weapon will I be able to create if I craft using mythical materials?’ The thought alone excited him and it also painted a possibility in his head.
It painted the possibility of surviving this impossible situation, surviving the pursuit of humans and living.
It painted another possibility in his head, the possibility of finally defeating the gate guardian of this lowest level in the dark part of this dungeon which would grant him access to the next level of the dungeon.
Clinton was hyped for it; this was why he did not hesitate.
Once he was back on his feet, he grabbed the last of his weapons that he took to the world of light and he didn’t lose, two mid-tier wooden daggers.
With the daggers, Clinton charged out into the decaying forest.
After becoming level 5, the things that could threaten him in this level of the dungeon were no longer as numerous.
He was now part of the apex predators in this forest and now, this apex predator was about to go on a killing spree.
With murder in his eyes, Clinton pounced on the nearest monster.
His massacre started.

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