2 Healing

'What can I do. There is no way I will be able to stand back up and walk away,' I say as I try to find a way out of the mess I'm in.

Annoyed to turn to my left only to come face to face with the bread I risked my life for.

Apparently, when I fell I landed closer to the bread.

So now able to I stretch out my hand and grab hold of the bread before pulling it close to me.

It wasn't any less rotten or dirty but I didn't care because I hadn't eaten in the past two days.

*Crunch*

Sounds could be heard from the rock-hard bread as my teeth nearly broke apart due to how old it was.

Without any water to help it go down the bread was so rough it actually cut up my throat on its way down.

Only able to take a single bit I spit up even more blood.

"Ugh," I barely am able to say.

'There is no way I'll be able to talk now,' I realize.

Ready to give up on the bread a movement catches my eyes.

Health: 7%

It went up!

Thus, uncaring if all my teeth were to break or if I would never be able to speak again I continued to eat the bread.

Bite after bite.

Health: 9%

Health: 12%

The coughing of blood never ended but I pushed through, I had to.

Health: 18%

With my last bit of bread that remained, I tossed it into my mouth and swallowed.

Health: 33%

Happy that the whole piece ended up giving me so much health, I decided to get some sleep to let some of my wounds heal.

And so that is what I did for the next three days.

I laid on the ground through the heat of the sun, the cold of the night, and the misery of the rain.

Health: 66%

Everything still hurt and my breathing was worsening due to my throat being torn up.

But finally, I could rise up to my feet and walk away.

I walked and walked without end.

Earth was all but abandoned.

It was rare to see people, they unlike me, were gifted powers.

However, theirs were bad or useless that it left them stranded on this dead planet.

Everyone here has lost hope.

It's the survival of the fittest until we all go extinct.

Resources are nonexistent, the ground is ruined, and cities are destroyed which left debris everywhere.

Making my way towards the nearest hospital I hope that some supplies still remain.

It took a couple of hours before I arrived due to my slow pace.

Luckily, I've lived in the town all my life so I knew where to go if I ever needed anything.

However, a couple of months ago a band of men came in and claimed this territory and took most of the supplies.

Entering the split in half hospital I climb up the stairs to the second floor before beginning my search for bandages.

It took a while but I was lucky enough to find some in a cabinet.

The pain was abysmal as I had to pretty much wrap my whole body.

After finishing I sat down and let out a huge sigh.

Now that I wasn't in such a terrible situation I figured I would take a good look at the game-like screen in front of me.

[Name: Arthur]

Level: 1 (0%)

Health: 72%

Attack: 2

Defense: 0

Speed: 3

Mana: 10

Abilities - All abilities that you could have, are forgotten in time. (You will steal the abilities of every person you kill)

Mission - Slay all those who are forgotten. Your name resides in the shadows. There are no others like you: Kill everyone who still lives on Earth. (Reward: 5 levels, 50 mana, ability to travel through space)

Rank: Zero

'All my basic skills are at such a low level except for mana. And when I complete my reward I will get even more mana,' I discover.

'What good would mana be if my attack is only level two? And why is my defense zero? Also by having speed at three how am I going to be able to kill someone let alone everyone on this planet?!'

'I am so fucked.'

'And it's just perfect that I HAVE NO ABILITIES!' I say sarcastically.

'Everyone on Earth has trash abilities or else they would have left. What would be so good about taking all of theirs?

'Not to mention that I'm rank zero! Zero! Is this some sort of cruel joke?'

Rank determines everything in this new world.

Every person has a screen like mine which displays their stats but most importantly their rank. The higher one's rank the stronger they are. Which in turn means the ranked number one person is the strongest of us all.

But I'm ranked zero.

Which doesn't even make any sense, because according to other people, back when they were just getting their powers the numbers increased.

Like my mother was rank 103,681,397,532 while my sister was rank 492,519,008.

So how is it possible that I am rank 0?

Unable to wrap my head around it I give up to search the rest of the building I find a bunch of expired medications.

Uncaring of the consequences I rub some ointments on my body and I painfully swallow some pills.

Then slowly pulling myself up into a nearby bed I go to sleep.

When morning comes I once again check my health to see how I was doing.

Health: 54%

Although it went down most likely due to the bad pills my body was in much better condition.

All of the cuts and bruises had pretty much healed but the deep wounds still remained. Along with my damaged throat.

It had now been four days since I last ate that moldy bread.

I was able to drink some of the rain that hit me when I was on the ground. So even though I was parched I wasn't going to die of thirst.

All food is ruined by this point. It's a miracle to find any which is why it was such a big deal that I stole the bread from the band.

The only source is from animals, but even they had gone all but extinct.

But now, I have a plan.

I have a mission that was given to me and I am going to make full use of it.

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