First Kill Pt 1

Lisa was astonished and amazed to find that her wounds had completely healed, and she felt a gentle sensation running through her veins, strengthening her weak body. "Wow," she exclaimed with an awestruck expression, noticing that her skin was unblemished without any afflicted wounds. Moving with great ease, she felt a slight sense of happiness, though she struggled to dispel the lingering fear from the night's visions. The blue screen hovering in front of her shifted to the right side.

Contemplating the universe's control by god-like invaders who had established their curse, Lisa felt like a prisoner fighting for survival. She shook her head, dismissing negative thoughts from her mind.

"*Sighs*," she sighed, gazing at her status again. "I need to gain experience and practice my skills level. I also need supplies and a safer place to stay. I need to act fast," she thought, feeling worried.

Peeking through the door, Lisa saw a mess of ripped-up dead bodies but no immediate threats. Everything seemed clear, except for the unsettling visual experience she had witnessed.

"Shit, I need to get used to this inexplicable scene," she thought, feeling twisted within her abdomen.

Standing up freely, Lisa carefully moved around the room, searching for anything of use. She gathered a surgeon's amputation knife, a first aid kit, medical supplies, and her worn-out uniform. Approaching the closed tinted window, she heard a sound outside her room—growling. A shadow slowly approached and sniffed around the door. Lisa's heart raced,

tension mounting.

"Breathe, breathe, fucking breathe calmly," she cursed herself, trying to calm her nerves.

<Ding > - Special Gift: Silver Axe from your Follower.

The axe magically appeared in her hands, and she gripped it tightly, ready to fight. Lisa glanced at the silver axe, marveling at its perfect design and beauty. It was surprisingly lightweight and felt like a feather in her hand.

<Ding > - Comments: "Kill the target." Your viewers can be your enemies; it has leaked your location, and the monster has gained a follower. Fight for your life or die the same fate as the unfortunate ones.

"What the actual fuck! This is genuinely a nightmare. It's like they are experimenting on us with these horror games," Lisa thought, feeling overwhelmed.

"Fuck this, I'm going to kill this bastard," she muttered, sweating and gripping her weapon tightly. Lisa quickly avoided the doorway and rushed to the corner, stopping off to the side to catch her breath. Despite her labored breath, she focused, preparing herself for a sneak attack.

*Huff*. "Breathe! I can do this," she thought, feeling an instant surge of energy coursing through the axe, making her feel different.

The skinless wolf crashed through the door, its massive, demon-like form filling the room with a sense of monstrosity. With eyes locked on each other, the long-awaited horror began.