Death By Stabbing

{Ding}

{Mp Guage has been exhausted, all active skill will now undergo deactivation}

Crap, I forgot the most important thing of all,

My source of strength for moving my body is with the help of my skill body strengthening which can only be activated with Mp, but I wasted that Mp while I was trying to create the skill.

At that time, it dropped to around thirty, and the Dirt ignition skill takes around ten Mp for activation.

If I minus the ten dirt ignition Mp from the thirty Mp I had, I will have twenty, and that twenty is what I used to activate the body strengthening skill in order for me to keep up with the praying mantis.

Now that I have used up all the Mp I have, I can no longer activate any skill including the body strengthening skill that aides me in walking.

Shit...

Is this how it all ends.

At least I did my best to survive this life...

No, not yet...

I haven't given it my all just yet,

As long as my body is still moving, I shouldn't give up hope.

Even if it is just a leg I have left, as long as that leg retains a consciousness, I will keep on fighting.

I mustered up the remaining energy I had left in my body and crawled my way with one arm towards the praying mantis weak point.

The praying mantis was too distracted by the dirt in its eyes to notice that I had already made my way up to its soft area.

Even still, I no longer have the strength I had with the body strengthening skill, the least my fist could do to it now is call its attention towards me, but I am sure my teeth can do a lot more than that.

I gwaned my way at the soft spot and as I thought, I was able to bite through it.

I did bite through the soft spot, but it did it little to no damage when compared to its actual size.

It is fine, I am fine.

I knew it was impossible for me to kill it before I even started, that is why I am not sad nor angry,

At least, I can say now that I died trying,

I died giving it my all,

I did not succumb to fear or fall into despair, but rather I fought to the last of my breathe,

You damned monster, I admire your strength and envious of your tenacity,

With strength like yours, you can survive this forsaken world just by feeding on bottom fodders like me.

Damn it, why wasn't I born as a stronger monster?...

Why was I born this way?.....

Why was I born at all if I was only going to end up dying without reaching adulthood?....

I hate this....

I hate it all.....

During my moments of lamenting my misfortuned luck, I still clenched my teeth tightly unto the praying Mantis's body,

It is the last form of struggle I could show and I had made up my mind to die of exhaustion from hanging on.

I chomped as hard as I could and the praying mantis must have also felt the pain as it shifts its attention from its eyes to its upper belly where I was biting through.

The praying mantis flailed its body around trying to get me off of it, but it was useless.

I chewed harder than I could ever chew and tried desperately to crawl my way through its stomach with just my teeth.

The praying mantis must have found it annoying to have me clinging on to its body and slowly causing it little damage as it struggled even more to get me off of its under belly.

Where I am is in an enclosed area where even it's legs could not reach, the only option for it is to use its claws to get me off of it.

Perhaps driven by an instinctual urge that warned it of how dangerous my actions could turn out to be, it raised its claws and aimed it at me.

Unfortunately for me, I was too exhausted to dodge an incoming attack and so I got pierced through in the chest with its claws.

Regrettably for the praying mantis as well, I was not the only one that had its claw pierce through.

The claws pierced through my stomach and came out of the praying mantis's lower body part,

White fluid stuff gushed out of where it was pierced, and I was flushed away by the fluid.

As smart as it was, it forgot that I was clinging to its body and that the claw would indefinitely pass through the both of us.

Maybe it isn't that it forgot, but it was overwhelmed with the fear of death to the point that it did not think that far ahead.

I looked up to the ceiling and reached my hand out to it,

What was I expecting.....

Is it a miracle to get me out of this shitty pain?....

naaaaa.....

I am not one to rely on a thing like miracle when I know that I have the worst possible luck a human can ever be bestowed.

I coughed out blood from my mouth while still enduring the throbbing in my stomach,

It hurts like crazy but I am at peace, because I won't be the only one dying here today.

The praying mantis just like me was in an extreme pain as its body fell to the ground and kept on shrieking it fear.

Buddy, it is an honor getting to know you, and I hope you are born in a better circumstance in your second life to come.

cough!!...

Sigh....

Death by stabbing sure is painful...

{Ding}

{Hp > 170-169-168-167-165-52-51-50-26-25-21-5-4-3-2....}

{Sp > 170-169-168-20-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2...}

{Hp and Sp has fallen below the necessary requirement, death will now take place}

{dun dun, dun dun, dun dun.....}

{The user has die...}

{Ding}