Before I could even comprehend how or why words were floating before me, new screens began to replace the old as quickly as I could read them.

Being a pioneer among your species grants the user extended choices. Choose wisely.

Spear, Sword, Mage Staff, Bow(World Synergy detected: Guns), Brawler, Summoner.......

Pioneered Extended Options:

Spell Spear, Spell Sword, Omni Magician, Battle Mage, GunSlinger, Sniper, Artillery, Beast Tamer, Infused Brawler, Voidcaller.....

The list of weapons continued on and on.... There were so many I couldn't even give an accurate number, maybe millions? Billions? Some had very minor changes in their names so this list probably had every variation to ever exist of every weapon... Oh god there was even an option to choose a Dildo as a weapon, who in their right mind would ever want that?

The only difference between the regular and pioneered weapons seemed to be special prefixes and suffixes like Spell, Omni, Void, or Slayer..... I have no idea what some of those could even mean.

As I continued scrolling through the screens, another one appeared in the peripheral of my vision.

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S̸̤͓͇͓̩͎̃͒͑͒͗̀̂̀͘o̶̘̤̎̽̋̈́͌͒ǔ̴͍̃̓̊͊͊͌̂̕̕ḽ̶̯̪̮̔̂̿̓͋̽̅ ̶̨͇̪̠̱̫̤̈͋̿̆̑̇͜S̷̗̰̻̭̤̱̯̐͑̌̐͋̑̎͋̎̒͜t̵̥͕̬͍̖͕͉̔͊̓ͅe̴͕̭͕͍̓́̈̀̍̾̏͘ä̸̗̐̎̒̈́͠l̶̙̼͈̠̻̮̩̭͊͒i̷̡̢̧͔̬̻͉̘͔̹̅̈̌͘͝ṇ̶̼͎͍͍̌̽̾̓ģ̴̢̨̩̹̝͖̬̭̒̔͋̓͗̉͑͋̊͠ͅ ̸̻͔̥̱̄̓̀͛̒̓̒̕̚Ṣ̸̨̖͇̆̀p̶̩̤͎͛͑̓̋͂̏̐e̵̢͔̙̯̕a̸͓̭̘̱̦̙͖̲͕̅̎͌̽̃̽̏̃͘͠r̶̡̒̓̇̋͒̕͘

What. The. Fuck.

Soul Stealing Spear? I mean that other box said a weapon will be imprinted on our souls so I guess souls exist now and are a thing.... Ok that's gonna take some getting used to. Well this one does sound pretty cool, and i've always had a thing for spears when I played rpgs.

This is also the only weapon I can see that has a Soul Stealing modifier.... I wonder if that's good or bad? Fucking with souls will usually get you branded as a heretic or public enemy number one in all the novels I read with necromancy....

Oh well, i've already lost control.... Might as well go all the way.

This might just be another vision and if it is i'll probably just wake up in a mental ward screaming about floating blue boxes. So I might as well enjoy it while it lasts.......

Wait how the hell am I supposed to choose the spear? I keep jabbing my finger at it but nothing is happening. Losing my cool I finally decide to just ask for it, "Can I have the Soul Stealing Spear, please and thank you?"

In the next instance a blinding light envelopes Mark, the other students who were already getting freaked out by Mark random stabbing at the air in front of him are freaked out even further and begin to run from the room. This backfires however as no one is able to open the door with everyone pressing to leave first.

As the light fades Mark finds a pitch black spear- almost like a glaive, with a sphere embedded between the shaft and the blade. The whole spear seemed to glow with a green light and the sphere was also a deep green. So deep in fact that Mark had become transfixed, not snapping out of his trance until the broken nosed kid started to wake up.

"What... What happened! Where am I! Why is there blood everywhere? I think I need a doctor, my face hurts for some reason, someone I need help!" The kid probably had a concussion, although I barely hit him. It must be because of the fall, even though it was only around 5 feet, he did fall face first into concrete.

His continued rambles and pleads for help started to annoy me when I remembered the elegant spear I was just given. "It would be a shame to have received such a nice gift and simply keep it on display. Obviously a spear as magnificent as this one must be used." Looking at the blood kid once more I grasp the spear and lung forward.....

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It's hard to describe the sensation of stabbing someone. At first, there was a wet plucking sound as the spear slid into his neck. Then as he tried to speak, only the garbling of blood escaping his now gaping wound of a neck.

That's when something else happened.

Something I would never forget.

Congratulations, for your first kill to have been one of your own species, you have unlocked the hidden pool:

Blood Lust

Blood Lust: (Tier I)

Like all pools, Blood lust has infinite possibilities. Blood lust is based upon the art of manipulation.

Active Ability: Increases rage by 50%

Passive Ability: Increases rational thinking by 50%

You can't be a good killer if you can't keep your head.

As the blue boxes dissipate, I feel a cool sensation running through my veins.

It's almost like I had just taken multiple sleeping pills without the side effect of actual being sleepy. This may be the calmest I have ever been my entire life.

I could get used to this. It was intoxicating. I wonder if it will feel better the more I get? But how am I supposed to increase blood lust….. Maybe by killing more people?

As I come to this realization an insane smile spreads across my face. The other students who had stopped their frantic escape due to seeing one of their fellow classmates be speared through, renewed their escape with even more vigor. They seemed almost animalistic in the way they struggled, simultaneously preventing others from escaping while trying to escape themselves.

Mark slowly walked up to the nearest classmate and proceeded to spear her through. Then like clockwork, he would walk forward and stab. And walk forward and stab. And walk forward and stab. This was repeated until no one was left.

Around half way through his grinding, Mark had blocked the door with the number of bodies in the way so the rest of the students could only watch helplessly as he methodically butchered them all.

Of course they had struggled but as much as TV liked to emphasize heroism an unarmed person can’t do much if the rest of the group is too afraid to take a stand. It was mostly the person Mark had walked up to pleading with their lives, then if that failed, they would lunge at him trying to take away his spear.

Curiously enough, whenever someone besides him touched it, it knocked them out instantly. He wondered if that was something unique to his weapon, or if all soul weapons were like that.

Throughout the process, the same blue squares had been repeatedly appearing in his vision, sometimes even causing him to miss stabbing people so eventually he had told them to fuck off and they had. That is, until he had executed the last student. Afterwords, all the boxes came rushing at him at once and Mark was only too happy to read each and every one of his gains.