[Ding] [Congrats for killing your first enhanced human]
'XP status'
[XP: 3,500]
Staring at that number, Malorn was excited that he can finally start the evolution. Problem was, what evolution should he pick? As a gamer, he loves RPGs and enjoys the dark aspect of magic and such. Necromancers and undead especially are his favorite class/creature.
'System, if I evolve into an Undead(basic), what type would I become?'
[Your choice out of 3 random]
'Any downsides with the evolution? Like pain or flashing lights or weakness?'
[It will be painful, even more so for undead as you lose your life and turn into the unliving.]
'Can I be put to sleep for the duration of the evolution?'
[Yes]
Going to his room and laying down on the bed, Malorn is determined to start the evolution. He lives by himself and nobody else related to him ever comes to visit as he's considered wasted space and air. Many families are like that in this new era. His family in particular is named the Shadowhearts, having abilities and powers specializing in the dead/darker aspects. So, undead is a reasonable type of evolution for himself.
'System, Start the evolution into Undead(basic).'
[Please choose the type of undead:
1. Zombie
2. Skeleton
3. Wisp
Please make your choice]
'I choose Zombie'
[Ding, Choice has been selected and evolution is starting to commence.]
[Will you be put to sleep for the duration?]
'YES' The evolution was starting and it was indeed extremely painful. Almost like having your flesh carved off you with a rusty knife.
[Ding, Sending host to sleep]
After that last message Malorn lost consciousness as his body started evolving further. His clothes ripping and his skin shredding and healing in different places. Blood Spilling out of his body is random places then healing back. Within 5min his bed and clothes are soaked with red blood as his body starts filling with a black blood instead. His breathing stops completely and to an outsider it would look like he had died. Which to be honest, he had indeed died. But, he wasn't truly dead. Where his no longer beating heart lay in his chest, it turned black with bright blue lines on it, like stripes. And where his brain is, the tissues became slightly tougher. This process continues for quite some time, as a smell of rotting begins to fill the air.
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The next day....
The police are back at Bill's home, this time to collect Bill's body. They had gotten a call stating some shots were fired near Bill's home. Officer Danse, it particular though it likely that Bill was chasing his dogs killer which forced them to use firearms. Thinking as such he left the station rushing over as fast as he could. As a rank C, his speed was quite quick and he made it to Bills home to only stare in shock at the scene.
There were charred things near the fence and Bill himself was laying facedown in his own blood.
WOO WUP
A few police cars pulled him in a hurry and charged out of their cars, only to also stop and stare in shock and horror. While not a truly horrible scene, what will come with Bill's death will most certainly he terrifying. While staring at the scene, Danse suddenly noticed that the charred things by the fence seemingly come from the house next next to Bill's. Walking closer to an open window on the house, he can smell a rotting, cloying scent. "What the hell is up with this house?"