《Sting Them to Death》Prologue - Wake Up
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Out in the desert where the scorching sunshine it’s oppressive heat which bakes the sands below, in a tiny lays an insect illuminated by a small amount of sunlight, one with claws, exoskeleton the color of the sands around it, camouflaging it, mandibles, and a segmented tail which had a stinger at the end of it.
It was a scorpion and now had started to awaken. It clicked its claws and mandibles before looking around its surrounding in what seemed to be confusion.
”Huh? Where the hell am I?” Hans muttered as he took in his surrounding. “This certainly isn’t my room so…”
Hans didn’t finish his sentence as he felt that something was attached to his behind and that he couldn’t feel his arms and hands but saw two claws replacing them, also he seems to have mandibles around his mouth.
”What the fuck,” Hans mutter in horror, he nervously rises one of his claw and click it, observing the sandy color of the exoskeleton that covered it, he then proceed to move his stinger around and clicks his mandible.
Claws, mandible, tail and stinger, and exoskeleton? There was one creature that Hans knows that possesses all of these traits and that was a scorpion.
”Haha…” Hans weakly laugh, he couldn’t be a scorpion right? Right? After all, he remembers being born a human and raised as one, he went to school and everything!
“This could be just a dream,” He said, Hans then proceeds to raise one of his claws and try to swing at himself but he wasn’t able to do so with the horrible range of his claws.
After trying to do so many times, Hans grew frustrated and then fling himself at a rock denying his exoskeleton a bit as he proceed to recoil in pain.
“Fuck that hurt!” Hans cursed loudly. “Guess I can safely say that this isn’t a dream, huh? Aarrgghh! I’m seriously a scorpion! Why? What bad thing—“
You have gained the skill [Pain Resistance]!
[Pain Resistance - Lv. 1] - Increase resistance to pain.
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“Huh?”
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