Zombie

"Mmh...mph…*chomp*.....*chomp*...delicious…'

About an hour later the boy finished eating his 'meal'. Strangely he ate the entire body leaving the bones but he still didn't feel full.

Instead that strange warm feeling resurfaced. The only obvious change he could discern was that he felt more healthy and energetic.

On top of that the desire to eat flesh was gone. Instead he calmed down and started to think about the weird changes in his body.

At this moment that strange mechanical voice resurfaced:

<Host's Race Detected>

<86% Similarity to a ZOMBIE>

"What the fu*k!?"

The boy was inclined to not believe that he was a zombie but the evidence was irrefutable. He got bit by a zombie on his ankle in the plane. He didn't feel pain. He wasn't breathing. Not to mention he just ate a human body.

The boy was frustrated initially--of course-- but what was he supposed to do or rather what could he do?

Eventually, he had no other choice but to accept his circumstances and calm down. First and foremost he needed some sort of temporary shelter. If somebody saw him covered in blood with a human skeleton in front of him then it would be a miracle if he wasn't killed on the spot.

The boy looked around and spotted a house.It was made out of bricks. It looked like a box. Strangely,there wasn't a house beside it. Instead an empty plot of land covered in weeds and then another house. He went over and checked the gate out. It was locked. He knocked on it but there was no response so,he climbed over the gate and went inside all the while unaware of a shadow observing him from the adjacent roof.

The house had an open roof hall with two pillars on the left and right. There were grey marble tiles all over the floor. A bike was standing beside the left pillar. Right in front of it was another wooden door. He tried to open it but it was also locked.

Instead of leaving he walked a couple of steps back and rammed against it!

Once...Twice...Thrice…

He kept on ramming against it until it broke open. His right arm broke but he wasn't affected at all. Zombies don't feel pain. A few seconds later that warm feeling reemerged.

'Is it that regenerative skill? The boy mused. He put the thought aside and started to check out the house.

He walked into a hall. There was one of those old T.V. covered in dust. Its buttons were broke.

There were two sofas. He checked behind and under them. There was nobody there.

'Never forget to secure the perimeter when you're in an unfamiliar environment.' His father once said. The boy hadn't forgotten his advice.

The boy climbed the stairs when suddenly a women came tumbling down screaming:

"No! No! Please Nasir don't…"

Her hands and legs were tied up. Tears were streaming down her face. She seemed to be saying something but the boy couldn't understand what language it was.

Instead of going for the crying girl the boy rushed up the stairs and brushed past her. She wasn't going to be a threat considering the fact that she was tied up.

On the other hand the person up there needed to be dealt with. As the boy reached the top there was another hall in front of him. On his right was another set of stairs. Furniture was piled up in front of the stairs.

The boy jumped over the furniture and saw a middle aged man. He had almost reached the top where a steel door resided. The man thought he had won. That demon couldn't reach him in time but...the boy was already beside him.

He grabbed the man's head bashing it against the wall. The middle aged man--supposedly Nasir--in retaliation roared and grabbed the boy. Before the boy even got his bearings the man had pushed both of them off the stairs.

The boy fell on the floor with a bang. The middle aged man was groaning as well. The man thought he had won but he didn't know one thing: Zombies don't feel pain.

Before the man could even realize what was happening the boy was on top of him punching him in a frenzy. Before long the man's face was caved in and battered beyond recognition. He was dead.

The boy didn't feel pain and wasn't even out of breath. The regeneration skill had already kicked in.

While the regeneration skill was doing its magic the boy went into a frenzy and started to eat the middle aged man.

As the boy reached the lung he found out that it was black and charred. As for its taste: Disgusting. The boy threw it aside. The man was probably a smoker. Thus,including his lungs the rest of the meat wasn't all that delicious.

The boy had completely finished this body as well in about an hour. As he got up and was about to explore the functions of the game eye he realized that there was another human he had ignored:the girl.

"LET'S SEE...NOW WHAT DO I DO WITH YOU???" The boy grinned evilly as extended his hands towards that terrified women...