I checked on line each of the game installed on my StaViCon. After a long research, I chose Zombie Apocalypse.

  I was a little worried though. Zombie Apocalypse was not for the fainthearted. At fifteen, I barely qualify to play the game. The game had a 99% of realism. The pain was dulled to 60%. Control panel were non existent. Your Stats window was unavailable. Even the skill window couldn't be accessed. Inside the game, it was like you were in real life. You had to fight without support. There were no numerical numbers to help you know how strong or how healthy you were. Basically, you could log in, log out and that's it.

  If it wasn't the easiest game to level in, I would give it a pass. I noticed that the biggest problem I had was my low level. If I was stronger, I could have saved the pup from my classmates and the people in the Soul wouldn't take me for a doormat.

  Despite all of its drawbacks, Zombie Apocalypse was the best to achieve my goal in the shortest time possible. I was determined to change so that when I came back in Forgotten Soul, I could have the adventure I always dreamed of.

  I put my headgear on.

  “Zombie Apocalypse.” The main goal of this game was to kill as many zombies as you could. They were slow, their movements were basic. Basically, they were the best for grinding.

  “The default avatar.”

  In front of me, hundreds of weapons appeared. Guns, swords, daggers, bows, there were even hand grenades and bazookas. My hands twitched when I saw those. I really wanted to play with them all.

  From what I read, I should choose two of the same weapons as each durability would make them less effective as time went on. As soon as one lose effectiveness, you could switch to the other without missing a beat.

  “I want a katana and hand grenades.” The katana was the safest to choose as it had the most durability. However, the hand grenades were just for me to have fun with.

  Three hand grenades appeared on my belt and a katana in my hand as a video played in front of me.

  The video only lasted three minutes. When it ended, a glowing door appeared in front of me. I went through it. The other side was a bathroom. I rolled my eyes as the random spawn location was in full effect.

  Zombie Apocalypse was the kind of game where nothing was safe and sure. One minute a place was safe and the next, filled with zombies. You couldn't choose your starting location nor your respawn points. They were all randomized to be a ten-minute-only safe zone. Parties couldn't be formed beforehand as players wouldn't appear at the same place even if they logged in at the same time.

  Even knowing this, it wasn't my luck to appear in a bathroom. I fell on the ground under the weight of my weapons. I activated my true form and rose from the filthy floor. The two weapons became easier to carry.

  I had to walk now as my mana wasn't infinite like before. My weapon wouldn't go though the door. They were invisible like me but they were still corporeal. I had to open the door to get them out. I found myself in a dimly lit corridor.

  When I checked both sides, my gaze caught on the little woman drawn on the door. An urge to shout came over me. Of all places around the world where I could start in, it had to be in the women's bathroom. I shook my head in disbelief.

  On the right side, the corridor stopped a few meters away in a dead-end. On the left side, there were many doors and the corridor led to a larger room. I went left through the first door. It was a small office with a desk and a phone that didn't work. The electricity didn't work here. The only illumination the place had was from a window that filter the light of the day.

  During the day, zombies were less frequent than at night. It was due to their eyes having low tolerance to light. I didn't know if I should feel grateful or not. There were less zombies during the day but they were relatively stronger than the ones who came at night who were weaker but numerous.

  I was on the second floor of the building. Through the window, I went down the fire escape. I ended up in an alley that led into a two way street. I went that way with no concern. I was invisible and I didn't think anyone had the skills to see me wander around.

  The street was deserted and my imagination was going on hyperactive. I expected a tumbleweed to roll down the street like they did in movies with a forlorn music piece in the background made by a famous composer.

  As I moved forward, I saw movements in the shops lining the street. I rushed at the first building I saw people moved in and opened the door with a bang. Two zombies walked towards me.

  They were disgusting. They had foam at the mouth and they were dirty. One of them had lost his eye. From where I looked, I could see that pus and blood were oozing from the wound. I thanked all that was holy that in my spirit form, I couldn't smell anything.

  I tightened my grip on the katana and cut their heads one after the other. It was easy, too easy. I didn't feel any excitement nor motivation to kill them but to grow stronger, I needed to do it. I went through all the rooms, there were no one else.

  I went back out and inside another building. There, five zombies were eating the corpse of a fellow zombie. I decided to train my skills on them.

  “Twisted temptation!” I shouted but nothing happened. “Twisted temptation.” I tried again.

  “It's not the way it should be done.” I jumped in fright at the feminine voice that whispered in my ear.

  “Maron!” I screamed in disbelief.

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  A.N: Chapter 16 and 17 will be out later today. I'm currently working on chapter 18. If I finished it today, I will post it immediately. Otherwise, you'll have to wait for next Thursday. Fingers crossed.