Vulnerable

"I'll FUCKING kill you all!!" And with that, he dashed towards the approaching horde of zombies.

He pulled one of his hands backwards, causing the ball of lightning to spark with even more intensity, and without wasting any time, he launched the lightning ball towards the horde of zombies.

The lightning ball traveled through the air with great speed, and within the blink of an eye, it closed in on the head of one of the approaching zombies.

The blitzing blue ball went through the zombie's head and a mini-explosion of lightning followed almost immediately causing the head to burst into charred particles.

A familiar transparent yellow orb shot out of the zombie's body, except that it was a lot dimmer and smaller, before going into Blake's body, and another notification flashed through the corner of his eyes.

[You have absorbed the records of level 5 Normal zombie. Strength +5, Agility +3, Stamina +1.]

[Level Up! You have reached level 6!]

[+5 Status points]

Blake didn't pay any attention to the notification that flashed across his eyes, neither did he stop for a second to relish in the weird refreshing feeling that coursed through his body for a brief moment.

However, fueled by the rage of how he lost his parents to zombies, and strengthened by the weird hot sensation that was continuously bubbling through his body, Blake dashed towards the remaining zombies with a loud shout.

He continuously launched more lightning balls towards the zombies, each lightning attack as intense as the former.

The lightning projectiles moved through the air with great speed, colliding with the zombies' head and exploding it almost immediately.

[You have absorbed the records of a Level 4 Normal zombie. Strength +2, Agility +2]

[You have absorbed the records of level 6 Normal Zombie. Strength +2 , Agility +2.]

[You have absorbed the records of Level 4 Normal Zombie. Strength +1, Agility +1]

[Level up! You have reached Level 7!]

[+5 Status points]

If Blake paid more attention to the notifications that were appearing in the corner of his eye, he would have noticed the difference and changes that were happening with each message.

The amount of stats he was getting from each zombie was lower, despite them all being around the same level, and the number of kills it took him to level up was also gradually increasing.

But none of that mattered to Blake at the moment, only the thought of killing those zombies kept playing in his head.

His shouts and the blitzing and exploding sounds made by his lightning attacks were gradually attracting more zombies to him, and the number of zombies approaching him steadily increased.

However, Blake still didn't relent on his attacks, only launching more lightning balls and killing more zombies.

Just then, Blake's ears picked up a couple of growls coming from behind him.

He subconsciously turned around, and his gaze met the dull ones of five zombies slowly staggering towards him.

The image of his parents dying replayed in his mind again, and he seethed while slowly muttering. "Zombies… I'll kill you all."

He kept repeating those words over and over again, almost in a robotic manner as he stretched out his hands towards the zombies.

A small spark of blue lightning appeared in front of his palm, before rapidly increasing, forming into a ball made purely of lightning.

However, despite the lightning ball already reaching the same size as the former attacks, its size and the density of lightning contained within it kept growing.

Blake's red eyes remained on the five zombies in front of him as he kept mumbling inaudibly.

Subconsciously, he was pouring in more mana and magic power into the lightning ball and he hadn't even realized it.

The lightning ball finally grew to the size of three adults head before stopping.

The bright blue light from the ball of lightning illuminated his figure brightly, making it seem like he was holding a small 'sun' made of lightning. The lightning around it blitzed and cackled violently, to the point that it seemed unstable.

Without wasting any second, Blake immediately launched the blitzing lightning ball towards the zombies.

The lightning projectile flew in the air with astonishing speed, the lightning around it moving violently.

Within seconds, it closed in on the zombies. However, just before it closed in on them, an explosion of lightning suddenly erupted from the ball. The zombies stood no chance against the attack, the explosion completely charred their bodies, ending their lives.

And more notifications flashed across Blake's eyes, but he ignored them again, focusing only on killing more zombies.

[You have absorbed the records of Level 4 Normal zombie.]

[You have absorbed the records of Level 5 Normal Zombie.]

[You Have…]

[You have…]

[You have…]

[Level Up! You have reached level 8!]

[+5 Status points]

This time, he didn't gain any strength or agility stat, only leveling up due to the amount of zombies he killed.

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A young boy with short, curly black hair could be seen standing in the middle of the road. His face was extremely pale and his head was facing the ground with his arms dangling at the sides. [You have Killed…]

[You have killed…]

[You…]

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[Level Up! You have reached Level 12!]

[+5 Status points]

Notifications flashed through his eyes, which were red from tears. His breathing was heavy and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

Around him, were corpses of zombies littered on the ground. Each and everyone of them had charred and blacked skin that was obviously caused by a burn.

Blake signed heavily, feeling his chest tighten in pain.

He didn't know how long he had being killing the zombies, or how many zombies he had killed.

He only kept releasing more and more lightning balls at any zombie he could find. His shouts and attacks kept attracting more zombies, and he kept killing them… in a seemingly unending cycle.

The strange hot sensation that was bubbling through his body and boosting his strength had already stopped a few minutes ago, and with that, all the power that was surging through his body.

His muscles were extremely sore and his heart kept beating very fast, it was as stamina he used in killing the zombies suddenly started showing effects.

However, his mind was a little clearer now, and his thoughts weren't as muddled.

Despite killing all those zombies, he still didn't feel satisfied. He still felt anger and hate deep down, and wanted to go after every last one that existed in the world.

The only thing that kept playing in his mind were that of his parents, as they slid away from him, into the cold arms of death.

But he couldn't go off and kill all the zombies, despite feeling an intense urge to do so.

He was extremely exhausted. Even breathing seemed difficult for him, and each breath he took caused his chest to tighten in pain.

He couldn't even move a single muscle, talk less of going after more zombies. It was as if his body was frozen and he could only make little movements.

He could feel a stabbing pain in his head, it didn't feel like a simple headache but worse.

While he was still trying to gather enough strength to at least move his body, he suddenly heard a loud deep growl from behind.

Blake's eyes widened, and his heart immediately started beating faster than it already was.

An intense amount of fear and bloodlust washed over him, and his face paled even more.

The growl didn't sound anything like a zombie's, and even without seeing the creature, Blake knew it was a different kind of monster—one that was definitely a lot scarer and more powerful than a zombie.

Without even bothering to turn around, Blake immediately tried to run, but unfortunately, his strength failed him and he suddenly tumbled down to the ground.

His knees crashed into the ground with full force, sending jolts of pain throughout his already weakened body.

Blake groaned in pain, feeling warm blood trickling down his knees and staining his clothes.

He wasn't able to duell on the feeling of pain coursing through his legs when another growl sounded from behind him. Except this time, it felt a lot closer…

Blake slowly turned around, his body trembling instinctively in fear. The moment his eyes met that of the beast behind him, he gasped and blood drained from his face.

The relentless cycle of fighting and killing zombies had left him vulnerable, and now, faced with a new threat, he was trapped, uncertain of what fate awaited him next.

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