2 OBVIOUSLY HELL

[THE GODS HAVE CHOSE YOU, YOU HAVE NOW A SECOND CHANCE. PROVE YOUR VALUE.]

A blue screen with dim blue light was the first thing Marcus had seen when he woke up. The last thing he remembered was a succession of flashes and feelings. First blood. Then pain. Then peace. And nothing. Then white. And now a weird blue screen with a message that made no sense.

He laid on the ground. Two things could be seen, the blue screen and black. Marcus didn't know where he was, or how he got here. His mind was as dark as the room he was in. He couldn't remember shit-nothing about the last days. It was hard to think.

"Okay!" Said the man to no one in particular.

It was not okay. He was about to lose himself. He couldn't focus his thoughts. He didn't know anything. His body felt weird. He was beginning to feel claustrophobic in his own body. Trapped, hostage to the world. And something inside himself said that wasn't his first time feeling this way.

After some minutes that felt like hours, Marcus started to gain control of his mind again. He get up. It was hard to maintain balance. He tried to take some steps using his arms to try to reach for something. One slow step. Two, three, four, five. His fingers touched something.

It was dirty, rough, cold, and felt like dirt and rock. Now that he noticed, the ground was like that too. Looked like he was in a hole of some kind.

Marcus continued groping at the wall, taking slow steps, searching for a way to get out. He was trying to see too, but the only thing he could see was the weird blue screen. He couldn't touch it, and it's light didn't reach anything. It was some 10 or more minutes latter that something changed.

A sound, like a message alert. Marcus heard like it came from inside his ears. The blue screen in front of him now displayed a different message.

[NEW PROFICIENCY SKILL ADDED: DARK VISION Lv.1 ]

Now the whole room came to his sight. It was, as he imagined, a hole of some kind, all the walls were earth and the ceiling was low enough that he could easily touch if he stretched his arms. His vision wasn't the best yet, it was still dark, but now he could see.

It was so good to see again that even the most common looking brown dirt in his sight made him happy. Marcus felt like his lips were stretching in an involuntary smile. The beauty of small things made a bit more sense now.

Now that the biggest problem has been dealt with, it was time to address the next. How in the hell did he got a skill? Like in a game. Like he was an avatar in some RPG. And it immediately gave him the night vision of a feline?

He stared at the text on the screen, trying in vain to make some sense out of it. It was when he focused a little more his thoughts on the skill word. A new screen popped in front of his eyes.

-----NAMELESS-----

Red Orc (Infant)

LIFE: 60 MANA: 5

--Strength: 10 [+]

--Resistance: 15 [+]

--Dexterity: 5 [+]

--Speed: 2 [+]

INT: 3 (15) STM: 10 LUK: -30

Titles: [The one that looked into the Abyss] [Foreign Existence] [God's Chosen (101)]

Unique Abilities: [Abyss Affinity Lv.1] [Soul Poison Lv.1]

Racial Skills: [Brute Force Lv.1] [Hard Skin Lv.1] [Dumbness Lv.1]

Proficiency Skills: [Dark Vision Lv.1]

Description: A being that shouldn't exist.

Marcus stared at the screen for a long time. It was too much to take. Too much that happened in a very short time. How was he supposed to deal with all of this? How can he cope with something that came out of a gamer's dream? how? How HOW!?

"AAHHHHHH!!!" The man yelled out of his frustrations. Without thinking he hited his head with all his strength against the wall. Out of frustration he cried. And in that moment he remembered what had happened.

Marcus lost his family, and that day he cried. Marcus was at their funeral and run. Then, he died to protect a woman with a child. Maybe out of good will, maybe because he felt guilty for his family. It was his fault after all. Their deaths was his fault. And here he was, alive somehow.

Hell. Of course. This was his hell. He had died and now he was being punished. This was it. The best explanation that came to his mind. The world was a better place now that he was being punished for his sins.

But deep inside it didn't feel like hell. Something inside him said that the world was unfair. It wouldn't be so easy. The world was never a place of justice, and human religion was just a way to make the reality easier to deal with. This was what he believed in. This was why he never tried.

He cried out of sadness and frustration now. For almost one hour he cried alone in a dirty hole. He didn't wanted to face reality or deal with what was happening. He wanted to cry to his death. But the world wasn't a place of fairness.

One hour of crying later, he faced the screen again. He stopped to really read what was on it again. Obviously the screen was like a character sheet out of a RPG. And this looked like it was his status, but some things weren't right.

The thing clearly said that he had no name. And that he was a Red Orc. He lifted his hands and looked at them. Without much of a good vision in the night he couldn't see well. For a matter of fact, he couldn't see almost any color now. But it was easy to see that this was not the hand he was used to having.

This hand was smaller, with thin fingers and nails that needed some trim. Then he looked at his feet. They looked like hobbit feets. And Marcus moved his toes, as to confirm that this was really his feet. They were his, everything moved like he ordered with his mind, but it felt alien, like a weird realistic dream.

If he was really not in his body, then the Status Screen was right. Maybe he was now some type of orc like in a D&D party. A nameless Orc with shit status in a strange hole. And Marcus was starting to believe that Hell existed.

It was too much to deal with, so Marcus decided to first get out of this place. He had seen what looked like the exit before. A small hole on the wall that he could only fit while crawling to the ground. And was exactly this that he did. And get up on the other side.

Not good, he was now in something that appears to be a corridor, the light here was only a little better. lights shimmered very far from where he was. And something more made him company.

Marcus couldn't see what was in the distance, but came from the direction of the light. It was something crawling on the ground and it was getting closer. Didn't take much time for the thing to become more visible. Something like a lizard. A big lizard like a crocodile or more like a Komodo dragon.

The moment the creature captured the presence of Marcus it looked surprised. Not for much time though. It came to him. Running now. Ready to attack.