《Sadistic Player In A Fantasy Game World》Dystopian (1)
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The wolf-like beast charged at Tesse aiming to bite her neck, prompting her to jump to the side to avoid being killed.
'This beast is a hindrance to master's orders' thought Tesse as she raised her sword and ran towards it. The beast was about the size of a german shepherd, with grey fur and gleaming red eyes. It wasn't particularly fast, but its agility was something to be wary of.
As Tesse tried to stab the beast on its side, it dodged her attack, using its agility to its advantage. The beast then counterattacked by biting her left arm, tearing through her flesh, and drawing blood as it did.
Normally when someone was bitten, they would scream in pain and drop their weapons, however, instead Tesse had a smirk on her face. She held in the pain and used her free hand to stab the beast in the eye while it was still latched on to her arm.
The beast squealed in pain as it let go of her arm, and began backing away as Tesse approached it with a cold expression on her face. As she walked closer towards it, the wound on her left arm disappeared as if it had never been there in the first place.
The beast would've already run away however Tesse was standing on the side with the door, and with its deteriorated vision it was a bit hesitant to run past her, afraid that the crazy human would try to attack it.
As the beast growled at the approaching Tesse, the pot that she had been cooking with began spilling its contents.
"Oh no, master's food!" exclaimed Tesse as she walked back to her pot. The beast took this chance to escape, dropping its guard as it bolted for the door. However, just as it was about to leave, a red sword came out of the side of its head, causing its blood to gush onto the floor.
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"Master will be angry that I spoiled the clothes he gave to me so quickly," said Tesse with an expressionless look on her face. Her clothes were soaked scarlet red, and her sword slick with the beast's blood.
She washed her hands and continued cooking as if nothing happened, "This smells good, I hope master likes it," smiled Tesse, blood still covering her face. (AN: Lol, Gray is such a bad influence LMAO).
Meanwhile, Gray woke up and opened his phone.
'Since dungeons seem to open up at random locations it isn't viable to go looking for them. Perhaps I should try going to one of those towers that appeared around town instead, the internet should have something rega-' Gray's thoughts were disrupted as he read the notification on his browser.
[No internet connection. Contact your ISP]
'But it was working just yesterday' thought Gray as he tried reloading the web page.
'Ahh, ofcourse. How could I be so silly, with the world being in disarray, ofcourse the ISPs wouldn't remain online. After all, what would be the point in working if you weren't going to get paid? Looks like I'll just have to walk to one of the towers and investigate it myself.'
'Where is that girl anyway?' thought Gray just as Tesse entered his room carrying a tray full of food.
"What's with the blood on your face, and what happened to your clothes? I hope you didn't spill any of that in my food," said Gray as he took a bite out of the chicken that was on the tray.
"Forgive me for soiling the clothes you gave master, I'll go wash them right away. I had to deal with a beast that was causing a hindrance, however, I made sure that no foreign substances entered your meal," said Tesse as she wiped the blood of her face.
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'Having her call me master is kind of cringe but it's better than her calling me by name. That would just cause attachments, although I don't care much for other people anyway, its way easier dealing with someone once you dehumanize them,'
Tesse stared at him as he ate his meal, making him uncomfortable.
"Why are you staring at me like that? If you're hungry don't stop yourself from eating, we're going to head out soon, and I don't want you dying before I've had my fill of fun there," said Gray as he pushed one of the bowls of food towards Tesse.
"N-no master that isn-, t-thank you" replied Tesse as she picked up the bowl she was offered and began eating as well.
'Thank you? You have no idea how much I'm going to overwork you in the coming fights. With the blood price of the bloodlust mode being so high, I wouldn't want you to pass out before I'm done,' thought Gray with a smile on his face as he watched Tesse.
'Master is so kind,' thought Tesse instead as she ate happily from her bowl.
After they were done eating Gray ordered Tesse to go rest to reset the side effects of her ability.
After resting for four hours the two of them headed out, it was in the late afternoon and the sun was just bringing to set.
'A car would be nice, but I don't wasn't to draw attention so I'll just have to walk' thought Gray as he left the house and began his journey to one of the towers that had appeared across the town.
"god has not forsaken us, this is merely a trial. The day of judgment is nearing, repent now so that you may not be denied the eternal kingdom. Hey there young ones, won't you stop to hear the word of god?" said a man dressed in a church clergy's robe. (AN: I put a small g for god to avoid any religious complaints. Remember this is a fictional novel, although it got some inspiration from actual religions in real life, in no way or form is it regarding the actual holy churches. I do not want to offend anybody's religion.)
Gray turned to see where the voice was coming from and saw a man dressed in white robes surrounded by a large group of people. People seemed to be queuing up in front of the church for something.
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