1 (I) beginning

(A/N this will be a very dark story so my dear readers please only read this if you can handle what a dark fantasy story has. you have been warned, this chapter it is a lighter version compared to the following chapters)

Ugh... my heads hurting like hell shouldn't have downed those two bottles of whiskey.

My groaning echoed about from my location, that was weird.

What?

my surroundings were dark as the sound of squeaking could be heard, and the sound of something dripping mixed the mice or rats cheeping about.

did I get kidnapped or something!?

Sharp pain ate at my body as the smell of stale air and heavy stench attacked my nose.

I wondered where I was before the wet feeling my hand had when I touched my chest, sticky red was this ketchup or something or was it blood?

Nah it must be some food stain...

my shirt, no, tunic was covered in, it looked as if someone tried to make sure the owner of the shirt was dead what happened to my Linkin park shirt!?

that was my favorite shirt!

why are my clothes different?

even my cargo pants were changed with some kind of ragged slacks with a lot of wear and tear!

well shit, is this a good thing or a bad thing?

well on the bright side, at least I had some clothes even if it was damaged.

not sure what is going on but if I got dragged off to some sewers well f'ing hell, what the hell is going on?

seriously....!

did I stumble upon some kind of crime scene or was I the victim?

I had soo many questions that my headache was getting even worse, taking a few deep breathes I tried gathering my thoughts to focus on the current situation, either someone was trying to frame me since I am wearing different clothes or *gulp* I was sent to some kind of new world you know like those reincarnation kinds of stuff, death march, overlord and the like!

this is so Awesome!

does that mean I get to be some kind of protagonist finally!?

Mama your boy is finally going to make a difference!

but the smell of this place is horrible as hell!

Not the best starting area, that's for sure!

Those guys that tried to kill the current me, thank you, as I will return the 'favor' for helping me with this chance!

But that will be for later as I could barely move thanks to the pain after scanning my surroundings, I crawled towards the wall that wasn't very far from me so that I could lean back and figure out the following.

what kind of body is this!?

what kind of world am i in?

judging from my pale grey arms and claws I obviously wasn't human.

I tried to wait a bit to receive my gold finger and/or the memories of the previous owner of this monster-like body...

But no matter how hard I was thinking hoping to get some information for the body, I was occupying, all I drew was blank and no GOLD FINGER!!!

It was painfully obvious it wasn't my body more like a corpse that I was stuffed into judging from my skin color which was grayish and the sharp claws on my hand, I wasn't human(go figure) I touched my face and to my lack of surprise, I had none, well at least from feeling for it, which was strange since I can smell and see just fine, somewhat long pointed ears, I had long blackened hair that was covered in who knows what and a long tail that was covered in plates.

Something flickered in the dark so I turned to see what it was, the object was a bag of some sort that might belong to the previous owner of this body it might help jog my memories.

I found a satchel with a piece of metal sticking out of it some distance away from me so I grabbed it with some effort of stretching thanks to the ongoing pain, there wasn't much of anything other than two things inside an I.D. and a pass for the owner of the I.D. the person that was on it might have been me who knows kinda iffy about it since the i.d. had a with slightly above average charming, gentle-looking face but still had black hair and greyish skin.

but since it was still usable I'll be taking this identity until I figure out what mine was, Mark Dalius I'll use that name for now.

it might be stupid, evil or whatever you want to call it, of me, but it might help me or end me, I'll find out in the future but for now, it will make my life here a tad bit easier here rather than laying on the ground waiting to die either from my growing thirst and hunger.

my growing questions, that were running through my mind, were interrupted by my stomach growling.

I felt a little parched too, can't drink from the flowing sludge as judging from the layout of the place I was in that was round and a long way, dirty as hell, rats running around as if they owned the place and the stench that was could hardly be bared with I was in the sewers.

yippy to answering one of my questions now to figure out the other two.

after I get something to eat and drink, but I think the large rats will do for food but as for water I'll explore the sewers after eating since the subtle noise of laughter could be heard.

Oddly enough the pain I felt was finally gone so since I lacked weapons I took off my shirt to act as my possible net there were some holes in it, yes but from the size of the rats that were the size of a small dog I just wanted to use it to cover its face to lessen my chance of rabies.

After an hour of searching, I managed to find one big assed one that was cannibalizing one of its brethren, I was holding my breath the whole time before I threw a rock in front of it causing the huge rodent to turn towards the direction that I wanted it to look which was away from me.

Then crept to it as quickly as possible when I was close enough, I jumped on top of the large rat then used my shirt that was covered in blood and sweat to wrap around its head then wrapped my arms around its neck hoping to kill it through asphyxiation or hopefully by breaking its neck as I was trying to twist its head while maintaining the hold.

I am guessing my way of attack was new to it, as the beast immediately tried clawing about drawing some blood from me as it fell face-first into the ground from struggling and my weight, it was a pretty awkward angle and it harmed itself while trying to scratch me, but my chokehold with my wet shirt over its head prevented it from seeing or breathing, well it could kind of see as one eye was exposed but the cloth I was using grew tighter around its head and my chokehold as well.

I inhaled as much as possible and then increased the tightness of my chokehold before attempted to twist again, its barely audible squeaking followed before...

*Krulok*

the sound of something crackled echoed out before the rat fell limp, I guess I broke its neck, and I felt nothing from its death, can't help it, hungry as hell and I need to figure out how to get some kind of fire going.

it was me or the rat and I sure as hell didn't want to die!

while it was rather anti-climatic I prefer easy fights to survive more easily, the scratches that I suffered mended themselves which gave a rough idea of one of my abilities as 'regeneration' was always welcome as I checked the rat of what was edible and what wasn't.

I was wondering how will I be able to eat this but the sudden rush of adrenaline and hunger filled my being when I made it bleed using these not so sharp claws which quickly to my surprise I formed a largemouth from my head that quickly ripped at the rat pretty damn easily too.

will I have to worry about worms or parasites?

hopefully not...

Well, I am guessing I am either a carnivore or that my race whatever it was dangerous this was both good and bad.

good since I'll probably be able to handle myself better to get food, but bad since I may or may not be welcome and what I understood from my healing capabilities and the stained shirt someone tried to kill me, either a racist fucktard or my current race isn't welcome here or my greatest fear I am one of the monster races.

since the fur was ruined I opted to try and make something with the 4-meter long tail and the claws, I lacked tools so looking at the claws that I had I decided to leave the rat claws alone and just ripped the tail off I could use it like a whip or a rope.

After wrapping it around my waist I resumed eating since I was still hungry

Okayyyy...

the strange thing was thanks to the blood of the rat I wasn't feeling thirsty.

certainly hoping I am not some kind of vampire or anything of that sort that'd be annoying as fuck! you know with the constant need to feed, and avoiding the sun, with my luck, it was really that bad.

Something caught my attention at the bottom left of my sight.

ErrorX99---

yeah I quickly stopped checking whatever it was although there was another interesting option.

"Status"

I immediately tried opening it took me some time but the things it showed me might be my way to survive.

Name; ????(Mark Dalius)temporary

Race: ????

Title: Cursed by !@:$"%

SKILLS...

Regeneration Level 1

Sharp claws level 1

Natural Armor level 1

while it sucked my left nut at least I have something but it irked me somehow as I recall there's supposed to be something like stats included?

or stuff like that?

and to top it off someone cursed me!!!

fucking hell as least one thing was for sure though, with the lack of stats and hardships that lay ahead of me, I don't think I'll be acting like a hero any time soon!

after calming down a bit.

I ventured deeper into the sewers killing a couple more rats that were about the same size as the first one I killed that seemed strangely easier to kill for some reason using a rock as this time I used my tail to strangle them despite the struggle with the first one I tried it on the rest either got flattened or tore apart as i was making life hard for myself for not even trying to use the plated end that was actually pretty sharp.

Damn, I am such an idiot sometimes...

During my brief exploration, while staying in a crouching position, I found areas that looked like to be an execution area or something like that due to the thick amount of dried blood that caked the wall and floor and the pile of bodies that were just forced to the side yeah definitely in some other world as it was highly doubtful that this never got on the news with how many bodies there were.

What?

wondering why I ain't trying to go up to the surface?

heh, until I am absolutely sure that I won't be attacked for even being there I'd rather not take my chances...

I resumed my exploration as this was giving me quite the thrill as I never got to go on an adventure like this and something bugged me about the strange laughter I was hearing.

then when I reached a curve in the sewer there was a piece of a blade that was stuck in the wall upon closer inspection judging from the lack of erosion on this piece of metal it hasn't been too long since then, along the way I had also found a letter that talked about a half-breeds struggles in life and a diary of an adventurer.

I guess someone had some kind of scuffle here and at the same time my legs were somewhat aching and cramping from crouching for so long and so much while checking the place out it may seem dumb but I needed my body to adapt to moving like this when needed and for long periods of times.

my old hobby of trying to be a sneaky nin-ja! NIN! NIN!

I was somewhat good at it since I could blend in the dark easily, hide my presence, it was more of I never actually harmed or killed anyone or anything in my previous life and I knew of the troubles of newbies that tried to get used to such ways of moving...

I mean imagine you are sneaking into somewhere and your legs suddenly cramped you need to stand up or stretch it to rid yourself of the cramp however should you do so you will alert the enemies and the longer you let that cramp stay the more clumsy you become until finally to make a fatal mistaken for being unable to feel your legs as on occasions your legs can also fall asleep or have lack of blood traveling through thanks to your knees being fully bent.

I'd rather lessen my chance of having that mistake from happening by training my legs sooner rather than later when I really need it.

after venturing more I found the source of the laughter...

I was both sad and happy at this it was three green ugly humanoid monsters that made me think goblins which made me sad since it wasn't a human that I can talk to they were having quite the hearty meal I was feeling a bit jealous as for why I was happy?

One, if they were humans what if the possibilities that I talked about before were true or the worst-case scenario I was a monster?

two since they aren't humans maybe I can kill them which seemed more than okay, for what I could see thanks to their fire, that they were eating the flesh of a human that looked like a thigh, that was cooked more than well done, as when I scanned the area around them there was a body with a broken sword that was missing a few limbs that of which I assumed what the goblins were eating like chicken legs which I am really missing right now.

so to begin my plan to lure them away from each other one by one, and small pebbles that broke off from the walls and floors are pretty useful for moments like this I threw a pebble no too close not too far from my target luring the goblin with some light noise caused by my pebbles.

*gigi?*

this goblin with a pauldron was pretty full of himself for actually not being guarded as the pebbles making noise happened repeatedly.

when he was some distance away I threw my next rock some distance away from me before I tried blending in with the shadows, my tunic I left some distance away as it might give away my position due to its bloody smell.

when my target reached the spot that was far enough to not attract the attention of the other goblins...

an elbow to the back of the neck knocked it out cold, it had a club which I will make use of when I finish dragging this guy to the corner that is out of sight and far enough for his friends not to hear what i am about to do.

I used my new weapon on the neck of the goblin as the sound of something cracking was music to my ears at this moment, I also took his pauldron since it fits snugly on my shoulder.

with two goblins remaining one of them which was the archer, which it obviously was with the crude bow and quiver full of shoddy arrows, decided to go to sleep while the remaining one that had a dagger and a dirty cloak this guy seemed dumber than the previous one I just killed.

using the same method as before I was able to finish off the 'guard' no problem albeit covered in blood as my club made quite a mess when bashing his skull in, happiness filled me as I now had two weapons and a decent sized cloak that stunk to high heaven, bleargh.

I stowed away the cloak before I puked again, I checked my status for any improvements, and yet nothing much changed other than me gaining a Sneaking skill that was currently greyed out I fist-pumped as it came to show my old skills were still good, I then slowly crept towards the goblin archer.

when I was close enough there weren't any more of these green bastards, so I wanted to test my mettle against this guy, wondering if I can handle a single goblin one on one, unlike the previous manner of which I reaped the lives of the other two before it.

yeah, these bastards are dumb as hell!

it gave no reaction to me, I stomped my foot as I wanted a fight yet the useless goblin ignored the noise I made with a grunt before waving its arm towards me in a shooing manner probably assumed I was the guard, I was deeply disappointed at this.

Thus I knelt down beside it, I, then, dug my knife into the goblin's throat as hard as I could, nearly chopping his head off in the process, the goblin opened its eyes wide looking at me the one that was claiming its life, it gurgled a bit as its purple blood oozed out before the light left its eyes that was still looking at me in disbelief, hatred, and despair.

my attack was quick and effective as my knife sever its spine paralyzing it from the neck downwards making it unable to do anything while I have never taken a life in my previous world doesn't mean I didn't know how to take one I was lucky that its anatomy was quite similar to a human as the mind can still work for some time before it finally stops.

Which was odd since i usually tried to subdue my enemies before deciding their fate back in the other world by collecting a good amount of blackmail materials or other things to prevent them from messing with me ever again.

Hrm, meh, I'll think about that after I'm done with this place and have nothing to distract me.

I kept my attention on it making sure that it was truly dead as I watched it coldly while I may no longer be human doesn't I will no longer care for what happens to them.

after I was sure that it was dead I checked around again but the one thing I didn't expect to find was a crazed woman chained to a wall with a swollen belly in a darkened corner.