《The Greek Apocalypse Volume 1: Sweat, Blood & magic》Chapter 4: The Person Without Brain Has Legs
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Outside of his home, Nikos raised his hurt leg slowly over his bike. Getting a comfortable seat Nikos put the axe on the handles and started moving it with his good leg by pushing the asphalt continuing the movement he raised speed to a normal walk. The day was hot he didn’t know what the hour was but it was between 11 to 12 o’clock but the heat was high, reaching the corner of his street he looks around and he sees nobody, no cars moving around the streets no people walking on the sidewalk it was sickeningly quite looking to his left was the graveyard that housed the church of these area passing across the gate Nikos notice something unsettling that was a bug that was digging a grave and aside were two more dug graves, not letting his eyes away from the bug’s back he left as quitter us he could turning right for the bus station he gets on the bike lane and continuous onwards.
After a few minute of a slow bike ride to the deserted city outskirts with the only thing changing was a jolt of pains and sobs from the hole and anomaly’s on the street, but still, he had to move and live from here.
In the middle of the journey, on an open field there was a fight a male human at his 20 thrusting a kitchen knife at a bug but not even scratching it but the beetle launched and chopped the stomach of the male open and cut guts fell out but the man was not yet dead screaming from pain trying to close the wound on his stomach with his free hand, continuing slashing more frantically with all slices hitting but again living it unhurt except a small scratch on the bugs eye that only led to making it annoyed opening it pincers it charged at his stomach that was protected by his hand but for it was nothing and broke the hand closing the pincers the screaming stopped and the bug started eating.
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Nikos was frozen by disgust and fear he had never seen a dead man he was not even brave enough to see the dead bodies of his grandparents and more nothing such brutal but here he was looking at a murder or better a slater the man had no chance the man could not cut the exoskeleton of the bug the only solace he had was the disconnection he had from the target he didn’t know who he was but it was still terrifying and disgusting.
Realizing he had stayed still watching the carnage, concentrating he continuous his way to the bus station looking behind him to be sure the bug didn’t get his head up from its food. Ten minutes after the beginning of the journey he reaches at the bus station, slowly getting out of his bike and wiping the sweat from his forehead, he looks around the super market near the station was closed, the pharmacy was closed, the café was closed but everything shouldn’t be close he thought probably because he reached here with difficulty and returning back would be dangerous letting the axe near the bicycle locking it, feeling stupid about it Nikos gets in the station reaching the ticket station he takes a better look around and there none here.
Nikos yelled in hope that he wasn’t alone here.
What the fuck should I do now is this the apocalypse no it cannot be bugs attacking that’s ridiculous>
Sitting up from the bench that had taken a seat to think Nikos looks again around the station looking outside nothing was moving the reality that was denying from the beginning of the day settle in realizing the situation was dire Nikos rushed to his bike to return home where he would be safe unlocking it and getting the axe to the same place he started pedaling in the way back the pain was almost insufferable he was using both his legs to go as fast he could. Thinking how stupid he was [why I was denying I wouldn’t have been I such danger I would be safe at home] feeling something wet in his leg he looks at his wounds and sees blood coming out but he cannot stop remembering the bug that was eating the male body he slows down and goes to the opposite side of the road staying us quite as he could reaching the place where the bug was something unexpected happened there were two bugs and they were fighting each other probably for the body.
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In his way back he notices to people running to the two bugs.
Nikos yelled kind of awkwardly the male pair stopped and look at him.
asked one male with a questioning face.
.
Nikos tried to say but probably the stable made them sure that he was lying and starting leaving, Nikos looked at their back giving up he started leaving.
Reaching the corner of the graveyard Nikos stopped and took some breaths the clothes are striking at him from the sweat and the heat was increasing stopping pedaling to calm the pain he uses his left leg to push forward.
But immediately stopped when he heard the sound of a bug running at him realizing that he forgot the bug that was at the graveyard scrabbling to get off the bike Nikos hit his leg on the bike the fear and adrenaline cover the pain from his heart leg, taking cover using the bike as defense and using the two handed axe with his right hand it was uncomfortable but it was the best he had, waiting for the charging bug to come he lowers his stance to take the powerful hit and don't fall backwards, the bug hit the frame of the bike the force hit his body and almost throws him down using his axe Nikos hit the bugs head the attack was horrible using a wood cutting axe to make a diagonal attack with it was a bad idea the axe balance was awful leading to heating the bugs head with the flat side only leaving a crack . The bug started pushing again Nikos didn’t bulge but his hand slips on a pincer cutting his flesh the surprise made the bike slip of his grasps seeing that things were going bad he freed himself from the bike taking the axe with two hands and swing it downwards smashing the head of the bug and making it stop moving.
Taking a break on the asphalt and letting the axe on the head of the bug looking at it better he realizes he almost missed the break on the head was at the end of the left side.
Picking the bike up and dislodging the axe from the corpse he reaches home.
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Tunnel Rat
Milo lives in a steel cave within a man-made mountain of steel and concrete. He spends his days repairing the machinery that keeps the habitat livable and tinkering with the prosthetics that help his twisted body move about through the small tunnels and air shafts that are his world. He's as much a piece of discarded machinery as the equipment he keeps running. Given a chance at being someone different will he become a hero and live in the sunlight? The light beckons, but there are secrets buried in the ground. Ancient mysteries left by races that delved deep and stayed below. Maybe only a tunnel rat culd find them?And thanks to the artist of that handsome rat for inspiration. Find more of her work here: https://www.deviantart.com/watch/memymine/deviations
8 284The Vagabond
A dark evil threatens the world that Kass recently found herself in, but she is no hero, just a girl that is trying to survive another hour. Join Kass on her journey through hostile lands and dark dungeons where she will come across all sorts of trouble as well as the occasional loot. If she's lucky, maybe even epic or legendary! It doesn't take long for Kass to realize her spot on the food chain with hungry monsters at every turn, but through thick and thin she begins to learn just what it takes to survive in this new world. She is but a lone wanderer. A Vagabond. This story is written as a LitRpg. It contains class systems, skill trees, and of course, lots of loot. (Don't be alarmed to not see any class systems in the first few chapters, they'll be there soon enough)
8 75HEIMDALLR
After his first life, Heimdallr felt he had lived a decent way; he wrote stories and lived a simple life, avoiding publicity and focused on promoting growth to the few who cherished his works. But after being reborn as Heimdallr Dagrsson, one of the many sons of Daesal's greatest warrior Dagr, he was put into a world devoid of wide-spread access to reading and writing. Instead, he was dropped into a world where fighting and death commonly reared their heads. Now, faced between his unsupported passion and his new life's innate talent and upbringing, he will have to find his new path. He will forge a new story that would make even himself dubious of whether or not it's fact or fable. HEIMDALLR is a story taking place in the setting created for another previous work of mine called KOBOLD. It follows a reincarnated person trying to wrestle between their old life and new life's wants and needs, all the while adapting to the situations that arise out of his control. Heimdallr starts out trying to survive and live a new life, all the while facing challenges and growth both fantastical and painfully real. Loosely inspired by Norse mythology and histories (names and some themes), spun into a fantasy, grit-rooted world. Skål! All content warning tags are applied so as to allow freedom of writing but there is no intent of excess or even regular use of these themes. Regardless of this, any and all uses will have dedicated warnings presented in the chapter whenever they are present! Reader beware!
8 121King of Woe
Father died when I was young. Mother was sent away shortly afterwards. Grandfather's only involvement in my life was the beatings and cuttings and now even he lies entombed in the depths of Castle Black, my castle. Now I look over this putrid kingdom the old man allowed to rot and see a pathetic creature, wounded, weak. I need to feed it, nurture it back to health and when I look towards my neighbors I can't help but see fresh meat guarded behind stone walls.
8 183¥ Indigo ¥ Mike ¥ Foxtrot ¥ mission impossible fallout
8 187twitter / jikook
"i'll block you""I'll kiss you"
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