《Breakout: The Evolution of a High School Nerd》Ch. 3- The Power Within?
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Sorry guys, this chapter was a giant PAIN! I couldn't figure out how to make a Window AND center all the text within it. I finally gave up, and decided to post it like this.... It was annoying.... Also, this Chapter is a little short because I felt like I ended it in a good position; So if you think it's short, sorry about that >.
I stared at the bone for a second, thinking about what would be the best course of action. Before I got too wrapped up in my thoughts, I decided to follow my intuition; and of course, the exact words my intuition gave me was “Don’t Even Give A Fuck”.
I then took a bone and started stabbing below me, hoping to puncture the wolf's stomach. After hearing the bellows of the beasts pain, I proceeded to stab any place without a hole in it. Each and every time I heard the beast howl, the happier I was. I once again heard the annoying *DING* in my head, but I still ignored it. I mean, why would I care? I’m sitting in the middle of a wolfs stomach being dissolved by stomach acid, while stabbing my captor with a bone. Would you give a fuck about an annoying ding sound in this situation?
As I slowly started to fall into rhythm with the stabbing motions, my mind started to come up with a random song to sing while I was doing this deed.
Soul: “Must be the Crazy *STAB* *STAB*
Blood in me *STAB* *STAB*
That makes me Feel *Presses Bone Against Wolf’s Stomach*
Like I do *SLOW STAB*
So Mean *STAB* *STAB*
And Evil *STAB* *STAB*
So Low Down *Presses Bone Against Wolf’s Stomach*
And Blue *SLOW STAB*
If you see me *STAB* STAB*
Coming better *STAB* *STAB*
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Turn and *Presses Bone Against Wolf’s Stomach*
Look Away *SLOW STAB*
If I get too *STAB* *STAB*
Close to you *STAB* *STAB*
Better close your *Presses Bone Against Wolf’s Stomach*
Eyes and pray *FAST STAB*
Nobody knows the *STAB* *STAB*
Trouble I’ve been *STAB* *STAB*
Torn up and Twisted *Presses Bone Against Wolf’s Stomach*
All the Time *FAST STAB*
Had a chance to *STAB* *STAB*
Make changes *STAB* *STAB*
And I won’t throw *Presses Bone Against Wolf’s Stomach*
It away *FAST STAB*
I’ll just kill all *STAB* *STAB*
Of the bitches *STAB STAB*
That try to get in *Presses Bone Against Wolfs Stomach*
My damn way *FAST STAB*”
(Author’s Note: This is a real song, with a few edits in the lyrics. I didn’t really follow the tune of the song, I made it my own. You should be able to figure it out by reading it how Soul says it. If you want to hear the actual song, check it out here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oF1LIxzuI4Y )
This song repeated a few times, and I just couldn’t bring myself to stop. After going through the song 10 to 15 times, I finally realized the acid that was in the stomach was no longer there. What happened to it?
After careful inspection, I noticed the acid all went through the holes located at the bottom of the wolf’s stomach; the holes I stabbed into the wolf itself. I knew how acidic stomach acid was, so I quickly figured out the acid stopped burning me so it could burn the fucking wolf.
Taking the once sharp bone (the acid and stabbing wore it down a decent amount), I slowly started cutting through the wolf to make it back outside.
After I made it out, I took a look at the wolf once again. The once proud, sadistic beast was now curled up in a ball, with a giant hole in it’s stomach, with a bunch of other holes around the sides. I’m guessing it was the acid? Oh well, not my problem.
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Soul: “Hey wolfie. Not looking so good now, are you?”
At this time, I started laughing maniacally. I mean Wynaut?
(Author’s Note: YES I JUST PUT IN A POKEMON PUN. DON’T JUDGE MEH)
What I did was pretty much the equivalent of a human having swallowed a drunk Tinkerbell with a longsword, who was also pissed off at you eating her whole. Sounds bad, doesn’t it?
Anyways, I looked at the wolf on the verge of death and started to feel sorry for it…
ROFL JK. I actually took the fucking bone and stabbed both its eyes out, until they both turned into mush. I then stabbed the bone into the wolf's paws multiple times, all while laughing still.
After I finally lost strength in my arms, I took another look at the wolf. The wolf was dead at this point, with its eyes facing in my direction. JK AGAIN! It had no eyes XD
After a moment, the adrenaline holding me together finally gave out which resulted in me feeling all of the pain accumulated within this whole ordeal (I’m presuming 2 hours).
With all of the pain coursing through my body, I collapsed to the ground, with my consciousness fading…
As soon as I passed out, I awoke to an endless black abyss surrounding me. While wondering if this was a dream, a box similar to my Status Screen appeared…
Special Ability Activating...
Special Ability: What Doesn’t Kill Me
Opponent: Sadistic Wolf
Description: A sadistic wolf brought into Creation by the Evil God Liohquel. Known to catch victims wandering deep in the Azranian Forest and torment them to death, while using special Regeneration Magic to keep their prey suffering until they tire of it.
Power Level: 54
Defeated An Opponent with 54x your Level
Arms Broken: 74
Legs Broken: 27
Ribs Broken: 14
Misc: 33
Bonus Points Awarded: 138
I looked at the Windows, making sure to read each carefully. So this is what my Special Ability is? That reminded me, I never noticed my Skills when I first opened my Status Window. I’m guessing there might be a separate Window for that; I’ll have to check it out when I wake up. But why send me to this blank space, just to inform me of this? Before I could think of a reason, more screens popped up, once again blocking my vision…
Special Ability: Demonic Regeneration Absorbed
Would You Like To Learn?
Y/N
I looked at the screen while wondering.
‘Demonic Regeneration. Is that what the wolf used to heal me?’
Either way, a healing ability would be helpful, especially in the future.
I clicked yes, and once again a Window appeared before me…
Demonic Regeneration will now be learnt.
Compensation: 5 Hours of Extreme Pain
As soon as I read this, a pain worse than the wolf’s torture coursed through my whole body. Sadly I was already unconscious, so I had no other choice but to bear with it. Thus, my 5 hours of hell started...
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