[Host has killed and devoured six people gained 18 experience points, 18 energy, and new abilities]
The creature once again looks at the blue screen once more after finishing its second meal, blood covering all across half the laboratory.
[Host: The God of Flesh
Level: 2/100
Exp: 1/40
Species: Primal base (I)
Attributes:
Health: 1285/1285
Strength: 61
Speed: 42
Agility: 47
Intelligence: 130
Weight: 1285 lbs.
Biomass: 1
Energy 51/75
Evolutionary Energy: 7
Active skills:
None
Passive Skills:
Surpass Limits level 1 (New)
Innate Skills:
Flesh manipulation Level 2 (New)– Limit 2 tendrils
Bone generation level 1 (New)- Costs energy to use and varies depending on the amount and size
Devour level 1- can consume any living organism gaining biomass and new abilities from it
Mental Corruption level 1- Host is innately insane mental damage is reduced by 5%]
'Ah, it always helps to clear one's mind after eating something.' The creature thought to itself, checking its current stats. "This blue screen in front of me seems as though it can be extremely useful in figuring out what I can and can't do. Though the fact that I need to eat every hour is going to be annoying."
A red spark comes out from the steel door as a highly intense beam of heat comes through it. 'Seems as though the enemy troops are still after them, shouldn't they have run by now though because of all the screams?' the creature pondered, seeing the metal melt on the door, leaving a hole with black surrounding it.
Coming near the door it didn't hear any sound besides the melting of metal. As it seemed dangerous the creature looks around the room looking for another way out when it noticed a vent on the ceiling on the opposite side of the room. Surveying it further it looks around seeing that it leads up along the wall over the ceiling outside of the door. 'Seems as though the scientists couldn't keep themselves calm enough to see the other escape point. If they had left the dying man to his fate they could've had enough time to escape from me, at least for a little while.' With that thought in mind, it started dragging itself over before settling right underneath the vent.
Using it two tentacles it latches onto the vent covering ripping it off. While climbing in it could feel the groan of the metal and had to stop as it felt as though it was going to break. 'Seems as though I need a better way to distribute my weight' In that one moment, an idea came to mind 'I should increase the number of tentacles I can use, with it should aid me in redistributing my mass enough so I wouldn't fall through.'
With that in mind the creature instantly forcibly tears apart pieces of itself creating another two tendrils to help itself move, only this time it is no longer under the effects of hunger and without an additional feeling to focus its consciousness on feels the full blast of the pain. With that, a mouth forms unconsciously and screams a mighty bellow as the feeling of having it's that of a huge blade cleaving through and tearing it into pieces. The entire room shakes and the door momentarily stops being cut in response. Having created two more tendrils the blue notification box once again blares in front of one of its eyes.
[Flesh manipulation level 3 - Host can now create 4 tendrils]
[Pain resistance and surpass limits increase by 1 level- host can now handle damage and negative effects more]
[New ability gained scream level 1 - can project voice over a greater distance, any organism close when in use will be damage]
The creature takes a moment due to the pain of making the two new tentacles "I just wanted to make one at a time why did two get made at once instead?" it wondered as it noticed the cutting on the door stopped about a quarter way. "seems as though they know I am in here I had better escape as soon as possible." With its four tendrils, it grasps different parts of the ceiling before forcibly entering the vent while spreading out its weight.
Upon entering it notices that the only direction it goes in is towards where the door is for a long way. 'There is no way I am going to be quiet enough to sneak through there without being noticed. Regardless they will attack me the second they see me whether I like it or not.' Seemingly in a hopeless situation, a wicked idea comes to mind offering a way to solve his problems. It spreads itself out as much as possible throughout the vents as much as it would allow and waits patiently for the soldiers to get through.
Down below a team of nine armed soldiers all wearing special ops gear were clasping their ears waiting for the ringing to die off after hearing the most inhuman scream imaginable. Not realizing that danger looms just above their heads they slowly regain their hearing before one of them starts talking. "Captain what in god's name was that?" a small private about five feet tall asks.
"No clue but whatever research is going on here our orders were to get a sample and get out." A captain about five feet six inches tall responds. "Mike I want this door down in the next five minutes." with that they continue cutting. Three people kept aiming at the door while the other four covered their backs.
After a few more minutes they finally manage to cut through and pool in quickly one of them imminently notices all the blood on the floor. Looking around quickly they comb the going across the broken tank and broken glass on the ground. One of them picks up a piece of it before telling the team "Just what were they making in here that could do all of this?"
One of the larger guys just shrugs saying "I don't know I just shoot things, I don't get paid enough to think." Lifting a light machine gun to his shoulders seemingly completely relaxed. "Charles one day that careless attitude is going to get you killed." The smaller soldier says in response.
"Would you both be quiet, I remember counting seven scientists coming in here and only got puddles of blood and a broken tank. It doesn't take many brains that something got to them before we did." The captain says when the groaning of metal comes from a vent above them they all raised their guns towards it.
The captain then gives a hand signal to the small more solid permission to shoot once. Aiming with a rifle it takes a three-shot burst fire hitting the thud of metal and then a light squish sound afterward. No blood comes down but the sight of a blue glowing eye looks down from the hole. "Open fire!" The captain shouts as a storm of bullets crash down upon the creature scuttling way through the vent when a loud crash comes from in front of the door they came through revealing the huge mass of flesh.
They stared in awe as the creature had stopped moving and just stayed there in its huge form doing it's best to not make any moves. "what in god's name is that thing?" the private asked as it stared at it through the site of his weapon. "not sure but let's empty another round in just to be sure." The captain said having everyone release an onslaught of bullets into the creature.
The creature remained inert taking in on the bullets as both the pain and red notification boxes constantly came in.
[host has taken damage from a medium gun -3 health]
[host has taken damage from a large gun -5 health]
[host has taken damage from medium gun -3 health]
[host has taken damage from large gun -5 health]
As dozens of bullets enter the creature's body seeing it spread out over the floor appearing to lose mass. Fully-extending itself attempting to play dead spreading out about five meters across the floor. Looking at the screen the creature sighs as the bullets eventually come to a stop. "Seems as though I should've thought this through more." the creature thought about as it looked at its hp.
[Host is in a critical state HP 139/1285]
'They are going to have to come over here regardless, to escape I just need to them to let their guards down.' It thought as it begins to listen to them conversing again.
"I think it's dead captain," Charles said lowering his gun and relaxing a bit. "No creature can take that kind of storm and survive." The private said also lowering his gun.
"Mike, Higgins go check to see if this thing is really dead." the Captain says keeping his gun trained right on the creature.
The two men then walk towards it passing the trail of broken glass, metal, and blood, one of them staying right behind them while another one just looks at the lump of flesh spread out across the ground. Taking out a knife he bends over and stabs into the lump of flesh seeing no reaction out of it whatsoever.
[host has taken damage -1 hp]
The creature slightly annoyed until he heard Mike saying "Yeah, this thing is dead though I'd watch my step when crossing it." With that, all the soldiers put their guns down in a sigh of relief the captain then says "alright boys, let's gather whatever we can and get out of here." turning around starting to search for anything salvageable.
After spending five they gathered a bunch of random papers and downloaded as many files as they could from the room when the captain says. "Alright, lets clear on out of here, remember to kill any non-friendlies on sight." lifting his gun up towards the door, "Private you take point Higgins and mike your behind him, the rest of you stay behind me," the captain says his orders as they walk through the door onto the huge lump of flesh.
Finally, as leaving the room the entire team walks onto the lump of flesh focusing on what is in front and behind them. Eyes begin to open underneath the team and as they were about to walk off four huge tendrils come off the ground boxing them in. "Damn it." the private shouted opening fire upon the red fleshy tentacles when a mouth suddenly forms underneath him before biting off his leg causing him to fall over.
[Host has eaten foreign flesh +26 hp]
The creature knowing full well there is no way out for them it begins to form a great many mouths all around itself. 'I am going to enjoy this.' the creature thinks as the blood bath begins.