Chapter 199: Option 3
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There was a simple reason that Zain had survived in the new zombie world out there so far. At least it was the reason he believed he had survived for so long, and it was because he treated everything like a game.
The many survival games he played were ones where one made the best decision at the time for the situation. In real life, there were times where feelings, emotions and more were in play. However, in his zombie body he had learned somewhat how to disregard this.
It never felt very real to him, due to his new body, the emotions were numbed down on top of every other feeling. Yet here, in this what he assumed was a vision, it wasn't the same.
He could feel his heartbeat, was alive, and his senses were sharp. When trying to put himself in a game situation, once again he found it difficult, which had allowed him to think a little more clearly.
If this was a game, then right now there were two forced options he could choose from, and it was obvious… kill one to save the other. Perhaps one would ask about their family situation, how old their relatives were, if they were a good person or not, and choose from there.
This is what the faceless man wanted him to do, and there was this urge inside of Zain, to try and not to do whatever the faceless man wished.
'In games, there are only two options because it's been coded that way, but here I can feel, I'm in control of my body and I can do what I want. There aren't only two options, I can make a third option!' Zain shouted inside his head, as he had leapt with the dagger towards the faceless man.
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Due to the height difference between the two, Zain could only really aim for his upper chest or the stomach, and instead went for a stab toward the stomach. The tip of the blade looked to have pierced part of his uniform but soon an arm had grabbed his wrist and pushed it off to the side.
A large cut was made on the man, across his stomach. It was only a flesh wound but blood had still been split. Twisting the dagger in an odd way, Zain had broken free from the grip and had caught the dagger as it was falling, quickly jumping back.
'That's strange. I was always good with swordsmanship, but never so much with the dagger.' Zain thought. 'But all the actions I just did then, it felt so natural. Is it because I'm here again.'
"Look at you." The faceless man said. It was still hard to get used to when the man was speaking, as the sound was clear, yet nothing on his body moved other than his arms to indicate he was talking.
"After everything I have done for you. Everything I have done for this world, is for you to survive, for us to survive as a race, and yet now, you are here attacking me!" The faceless man yelled, he was clearly annoyed.
"I was the one who brought you into this world, and now you want me to take you out yet!"
Zain looked at his hand and it was slightly shaking, it was the last words the man spoke, it made him react in a certain way. His stomach was starting to churn slightly and now his mouth was starting to move on its own.
"I have to do it again." Zain said.
These words had confused the faceless man.
"I have to get rid of you again!" Zain ran forward, more wild than before, and went to stab the man who moved out of the way, to the side. He went to grab Zain's wrist again, but with an upward slash he had cut the man's hand, and the system message had appeared.
[Dagger mastery is now level 3]
Slashing and stabbing, the man was avoiding it all, and he was being careful now about when he would go and try to grab the wrist. The way he was acting, it was as if he or it could truly die.
"I see now." The man said, when Zain charged in once again, instead of using his hands, he kicked upward, hitting the bottom of the dagger. It was a forceful kick that had sent the dagger flying into the air and off in the distance, now there was no weapon in Zain's hand.
'Sh*t with the size difference, and the strength of this body, there is no way I can beat this guy.' Zain thought.
"You are not them. Why are you here again? Did I not warn you the last time, that if you were to come in here, I would kill you. Yet for some reason you keep coming here!" The faceless man stated.
[System has completed its update]
At that moment, Zain felt his body was fading, the area around him, the sky and everything was disappearing and it looked like the faceless man could tell as well. As he just stood there accepting his fate, but his head was aimed in the direction of Zain.
"I have a feeling now that we will meet again, and next time I will recognise you right away."
A chill was sent down Zain's spine when he heard those words, which made him hope that he wouldn't be coming back to wherever this was any time soon.
Everything had disappeared, and Zain was seeing nothing but black once again. Control over his eyes were starting to work, and as he started to open them there was one good sign.
'I'm not dead… did Crunk not wake up. Or was I gone for a short enough time?' Zain thought.
When opening his eyes though, he soon saw another face looking down at him, staring right into his eyes.
"K—Ke —Kelly!"
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There was a simple reason that Zain had survived in the new zombie world out there so far. At least it was the reason he believed he had survived for so long, and it was because he treated everything like a game.
The many survival games he played were ones where one made the best decision at the time for the situation. In real life, there were times where feelings, emotions and more were in play. However, in his zombie body he had learned somewhat how to disregard this.
It never felt very real to him, due to his new body, the emotions were numbed down on top of every other feeling. Yet here, in this what he assumed was a vision, it wasn't the same.
He could feel his heartbeat, was alive, and his senses were sharp. When trying to put himself in a game situation, once again he found it difficult, which had allowed him to think a little more clearly.
If this was a game, then right now there were two forced options he could choose from, and it was obvious… kill one to save the other. Perhaps one would ask about their family situation, how old their relatives were, if they were a good person or not, and choose from there.
This is what the faceless man wanted him to do, and there was this urge inside of Zain, to try and not to do whatever the faceless man wished.
'In games, there are only two options because it's been coded that way, but here I can feel, I'm in control of my body and I can do what I want. There aren't only two options, I can make a third option!' Zain shouted inside his head, as he had leapt with the dagger towards the faceless man.
???????????????? ???????????????????????????? ???????????????????????? ???????????????????? ???????? ????????????????????-????????????.????????????
Due to the height difference between the two, Zain could only really aim for his upper chest or the stomach, and instead went for a stab toward the stomach. The tip of the blade looked to have pierced part of his uniform but soon an arm had grabbed his wrist and pushed it off to the side.
A large cut was made on the man, across his stomach. It was only a flesh wound but blood had still been split. Twisting the dagger in an odd way, Zain had broken free from the grip and had caught the dagger as it was falling, quickly jumping back.
'That's strange. I was always good with swordsmanship, but never so much with the dagger.' Zain thought. 'But all the actions I just did then, it felt so natural. Is it because I'm here again.'
"Look at you." The faceless man said. It was still hard to get used to when the man was speaking, as the sound was clear, yet nothing on his body moved other than his arms to indicate he was talking.
"After everything I have done for you. Everything I have done for this world, is for you to survive, for us to survive as a race, and yet now, you are here attacking me!" The faceless man yelled, he was clearly annoyed.
"I was the one who brought you into this world, and now you want me to take you out yet!"
Zain looked at his hand and it was slightly shaking, it was the last words the man spoke, it made him react in a certain way. His stomach was starting to churn slightly and now his mouth was starting to move on its own.
"I have to do it again." Zain said.
These words had confused the faceless man.
"I have to get rid of you again!" Zain ran forward, more wild than before, and went to stab the man who moved out of the way, to the side. He went to grab Zain's wrist again, but with an upward slash he had cut the man's hand, and the system message had appeared.
[Dagger mastery is now level 3]
Slashing and stabbing, the man was avoiding it all, and he was being careful now about when he would go and try to grab the wrist. The way he was acting, it was as if he or it could truly die.
"I see now." The man said, when Zain charged in once again, instead of using his hands, he kicked upward, hitting the bottom of the dagger. It was a forceful kick that had sent the dagger flying into the air and off in the distance, now there was no weapon in Zain's hand.
'Sh*t with the size difference, and the strength of this body, there is no way I can beat this guy.' Zain thought.
"You are not them. Why are you here again? Did I not warn you the last time, that if you were to come in here, I would kill you. Yet for some reason you keep coming here!" The faceless man stated.
[System has completed its update]
At that moment, Zain felt his body was fading, the area around him, the sky and everything was disappearing and it looked like the faceless man could tell as well. As he just stood there accepting his fate, but his head was aimed in the direction of Zain.
"I have a feeling now that we will meet again, and next time I will recognise you right away."
A chill was sent down Zain's spine when he heard those words, which made him hope that he wouldn't be coming back to wherever this was any time soon.
Everything had disappeared, and Zain was seeing nothing but black once again. Control over his eyes were starting to work, and as he started to open them there was one good sign.
'I'm not dead… did Crunk not wake up. Or was I gone for a short enough time?' Zain thought.
When opening his eyes though, he soon saw another face looking down at him, staring right into his eyes.
"K—Ke —Kelly!"
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Thank you for all the support so far on LUZ. LUZ will be continuing on, and I hope I can do more chapters for all my series as time free's up in the future
There was a simple reason that Zain had survived in the new zombie world out there so far. At least it was the reason he believed he had survived for so long, and it was because he treated everything like a game.The many survival games he played were ones where one made the best decision at the time for the situation. In real life, there were times where feelings, emotions and more were in play. However, in his zombie body he had learned somewhat how to disregard this.It never felt very real to him, due to his new body, the emotions were numbed down on top of every other feeling. Yet here, in this what he assumed was a vision, it wasn't the same.He could feel his heartbeat, was alive, and his senses were sharp. When trying to put himself in a game situation, once again he found it difficult, which had allowed him to think a little more clearly.If this was a game, then right now there were two forced options he could choose from, and it was obvious kill one to save the other. Perhaps one would ask about their family situation, how old their relatives were, if they were a good person or not, and choose from there.This is what the faceless man wanted him to do, and there was this urge inside of Zain, to try and not to do whatever the faceless man wished.'In games, there are only two options because it's been coded that way, but here I can feel, I'm in control of my body and I can do what I want. There aren't only two options, I can make a third option!' Zain shouted inside his head, as he had leapt with the dagger towards the faceless man.???????????????? ???????????????????????????? ???????????????????????? ???????????????????? ???????? ????????????????????-????????????.???????????? Due to the height difference between the two, Zain could only really aim for his upper chest or the stomach, and instead went for a stab toward the stomach. The tip of the blade looked to have pierced part of his uniform but soon an arm had grabbed his wrist and pushed it off to the side.A large cut was made on the man, across his stomach. It was only a flesh wound but blood had still been split. Twisting the dagger in an odd way, Zain had broken free from the grip and had caught the dagger as it was falling, quickly jumping back.'That's strange. I was always good with swordsmanship, but never so much with the dagger.' Zain thought. 'But all the actions I just did then, it felt so natural. Is it because I'm here again.'"Look at you." The faceless man said. It was still hard to get used to when the man was speaking, as the sound was clear, yet nothing on his body moved other than his arms to indicate he was talking."After everything I have done for you. Everything I have done for this world, is for you to survive, for us to survive as a race, and yet now, you are here attacking me!" The faceless man yelled, he was clearly annoyed."I was the one who brought you into this world, and now you want me to take you out yet!"Zain looked at his hand and it was slightly shaking, it was the last words the man spoke, it made him react in a certain way. His stomach was starting to churn slightly and now his mouth was starting to move on its own."I have to do it again." Zain said.These words had confused the faceless man."I have to get rid of you again!" Zain ran forward, more wild than before, and went to stab the man who moved out of the way, to the side. He went to grab Zain's wrist again, but with an upward slash he had cut the man's hand, and the system message had appeared.Dagger mastery is now level 3Slashing and stabbing, the man was avoiding it all, and he was being careful now about when he would go and try to grab the wrist. The way he was acting, it was as if he or it could truly die."I see now." The man said, when Zain charged in once again, instead of using his hands, he kicked upward, hitting the bottom of the dagger. It was a forceful kick that had sent the dagger flying into the air and off in the distance, now there was no weapon in Zain's hand.'Sh*t with the size difference, and the strength of this body, there is no way I can beat this guy.' Zain thought."You are not them. Why are you here again? Did I not warn you the last time, that if you were to come in here, I would kill you. Yet for some reason you keep coming here!" The faceless man stated.System has completed its updateAt that moment, Zain felt his body was fading, the area around him, the sky and everything was disappearing and it looked like the faceless man could tell as well. As he just stood there accepting his fate, but his head was aimed in the direction of Zain."I have a feeling now that we will meet again, and next time I will recognise you right away."A chill was sent down Zain's spine when he heard those words, which made him hope that he wouldn't be coming back to wherever this was any time soon.Everything had disappeared, and Zain was seeing nothing but black once again. Control over his eyes were starting to work, and as he started to open them there was one good sign.'I'm not dead did Crunk not wake up. Or was I gone for a short enough time?' Zain thought.When opening his eyes though, he soon saw another face looking down at him, staring right into his eyes."KKe Kelly!"**********Thank you for all the support so far on LUZ. LUZ will be continuing on, and I hope I can do more chapters for all my series as time free's up in the future
