I am so fucked!

“I-I… fuck!”

I shouted as I tried running away from the wolves. Which, to my surprise, actually worked.

‘Right, I have higher than average stats… okay, so my agility is at 15… the average is ten… the wolves can’t catch up with me, but they can easily catch up with an average person… they probably have an agility rating of 12-13… I can outrun them… and, I can definitely kill them… but, I don’t have a weapon… wait, what about the rock? It might not be a normal weapon… but, it could do the job’

I thought as I suddenly stopped, turned around and grinned at the pack of wolves.

“Let’s do this!”

I shouted as I pounced onto one of the wolves and bashed its head in with the pet rock multiple times, until I could see its brain.

The wolves stopped momentarily, allowing me to target the next one.

“Die! Die! Die!”

I began to lose myself to the rush!

Then, everything went black.

0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0

‘What happened?’

I thought, as I looked around. To see the corpses of several wolves, all beaten to death.

“Wha- system, what happened!?”

I asked the system.

You killed the wolves in a blind rage.

The system said, bluntly.

“I… think I remember that, but… what’s this?”

I asked, as I looked at another blue screen.

10/50

I was completely baffled.

That is a secret mission. You get a reward when it’s done.

“What’s the reward?”

I asked.

I am not allowed to say.

It stated, bluntly.

“So, what’s the “secret mission”?”

I asked.

I am not allowed to say.

It stated, again.

“SO! WHAT ARE YOU ALLOWED TO FUCKING SAY!!!”

I shouted angrily.

Common Knowledge, Your affinities, your status and several other things.

It stated, bluntly.

“O-okay”

I said, taken aback.

‘Hm? What’s this?’

I thought, as I saw several more blue screens.

Level up! You are now level 2!

Level up! You are now level 3!

Level up! You are now level 4!

“Level up? [Status]!”

I shouted.

STATUS

NAME: Damien Kruel

CLASS: Demon King

Skills: Lottery

Spells [None]

LV: 4 (750/2000)

SP: 30

STR: 29

AGI: 15

END: 14

PER: 21

INT: 18

WIS: 15

CHA: 30

LUC: -100

“I have 30… SP, what’s an SP?” I asked.

SP stands for Status Points, you should use them now, they’ll allow you to become stronger.

“Okay… I’ll put all thirty points into… Luck!”

I shouted.

Done, here’s your new status.

STATUS

NAME: Damien Kruel

CLASS: Demon King

Skills: Lottery

Spells [None]

LV: 4 (750/2000)

SP: 0

STR: 29

AGI: 15

END: 14

PER: 21

INT: 18

WIS: 15

CHA: 30

LUC: -100

“No! It didn’t work!? What’s wrong with this!? Why can’t I get my luck up?! And why are my status m”

I shouted, angrily.

You are unable to get out of a negative status count without the help of a priest or high ranked items. And you used your points when you tried to get out of negative status count and failed.

It stated.

“Shit! This is a fucking scam! How am I supposed to know if the others work? Huh, system!?!”

I swore loudly.

And the system ignored me.

“ROOAR!!!”

I heard a loud roar in the distance, and I began to run back to where I originally woke up.

I was so distracted by the roar, that I didn’t notice the pet rock glowing an ominous purple.

0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0

It took around half an hour, but I got back to my “spawn point”.

“I should get some sleep…”

I said, as I began to create a small bed out of leaves and grass... and a blanket out of… leaves and grass…

“Sigh, I’m going to have a really sore back in the morning”

I said as I laid on my “bed” and fell asleep.

[---THE END---]