Today is the execution of Prince James, for betraying the royal decree, and attempted assassination of your highness Poppy.
"You can't be serious?" said the suspect, looking at the massive executioner next to him.
Rewind a few hours earlier…
"Get out of the way!" screamed a truck driver as his steering wheel went out of control and swerved into the pedestrians, splattering their blood on the windscreen.
And a young man blasting pumped-up kicks, looked towards the truck only to get yeeted into a fantasy world on impact.
And right into--
"Is this a dungeon???" Said the newly awoken prince, with chains strapped to his limbs.
The dungeon had one window with chalk marks staining the walls and blood stains in the form of fingers.
"I got hit by a truck so logically," the prince said as he thought on what's the likeliest scenario.
"I am having a flashback, so this is my past reincarnations?" proudly thought the newly crowned prince, still a bit confused by what just happened, so instinctively acted as he would in a dream.
The prince then slapped a mosquito that landed on his face,
"This flashback is a bit too…realistic," said the prince as a enormous red palm print appeared on his face.
"GUARDS! BRING HIM OUT"
Screamed a short pot-bellied man wearing all red. With red hair, red shoes, red tops, red pants, and red eyes, The prince looked at this weird man and fearfully thought,
"Did I die and reincarnate into a….?"
Before he could finish that thought, The guards punched him directly in his face.
"You damn traitor."
"You dare to conspire against the king!"
"Get fucked!"
"Bastard!"
The guards screamed as they kicked him while he lay on the ground.
The red-dressed man then stopped them.
"Alright, he has had enough, let's not kill him before his execution," the prince looked at the ground in shock!
"Execution?" he thought.
And with a surge of strength, he stood up and tried to run away.
Only for the two massive guards to punch him. The prince flew out, smashing his head through the wall, and got knocked out.
To the current moment
The executioner's blade was dropped down, and the prince's head dropped down unto the wooden board.
James Kent, the second prince of the kingdom, was no more.
Or so they thought
Three years later
A rotting corpse arose from the ground, wiggling its way out like an undead maggot.
"NO, WAIT!" said the figure that awoke from the dead.
"I DIDN'T TRY TO KILL KING POPPY!" James said, his face becoming clearer as he wiped the dirt off.
"Wait… did I die? Where did those bastards bury me? Where is this place? Why do I think I am dead?" he said, looking around his surroundings, and seeing 12 catacombs planted circularly and a massive stone chair in front of him.
"Why is it so dark and cozy? And why does my body feel so weird?" wondered James. Then a screen appeared in front of him, startling him to a stance.
Name: James Kent
Age:3
Lv: 48
Race: zombie
Str: 30(10 average)
Speed:20(10 average)
Endurance:250(10 average)
Intelligence:5000(50 average)
Skills
Lost: fire-storm, mana to str converter, life force drain, gigantification, meteor summoning, and instant create.
Gained: undead affinity
Undead affinity:
With this, the user can channel the concept of death.
𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙂𝙊𝘿𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝘿𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃 𝙄𝙎 𝙒𝘼𝙏𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙔𝙊𝙐
"That is very ominous… haha,"
James laughed and then thought
"What do you mean by a zombie!" baffled James as he stared down at his pale hands, but then,
"I don't look like a zombie,
I don't think like a zombie,
I don't move like a zombie,
But, I am a zombie? Well, that's…Anyways…fuck that! So can I level up by killing things?"
James channeled his thoughts into his body, and felt a mysterious energy, his iris then turned white with his skin turning white, and red tattoos climbed up his skin, releasing a blood red aura around him.
"I may not have gotten the memories of the body I possessed like a low-budget horror Bollywood villain…specifically the ones made for brain dead horror enthusiasts to fap too.
But, I did get the muscle memory of the mana, which is instinctive memories that come from using a skill multiple times— why am I explaining this?
Anyways, with that, I can train back the lost skills this body had.
The reason I even succeeded in the body takeover was because of mana-suppressing chains, mana comes from spirit, and this man's mana was way stronger than mine.
I barely even won the body tussle, but as a result all skills disappeared.
Why do I know this? Well, common sense… which most mcs don't seem to have, and ask dumbass questions any logical person could answer!" James said, then a narcissistic expression appeared on his face.
Then James bragged, "Dual reincarnation! Damn am the fucking mc. I survived two deaths and am not sure I can even die now,
This universe is my bitch! Why? Cause its dick riding me hard.
You all might not be special but I am.
𝙄 𝘼𝙈 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙂𝙐𝙔
𝙄 𝙖𝙈 𝘽𝙪𝙄𝙡𝙏 𝘿𝙞𝙁𝙛𝙚𝙍𝙚𝙉𝙩."
James said in an eldritch voice and covered his mouth, opening it a few seconds later and said,
"Oh wow, that was menacing! God I almost made myself ejaculate, felt like watching Riley Reid! Do I have more powers like that?"
Experimenting, James tried to invent something.
James first thought about what is even—death.
"Death is the end of life,
It is when an object can no longer move with the current, so it merges back to the sea giving birth to new creatures that thread this path.
With death comes life, and with life comes death."
James then raised his hands
Mana pure mana came from his body, lighting up the deep den, humming and pulsating.
"Mana is the force of reality."
A living being gradually formed as the mana intensified.
10XP
Solidifying
100XP
Hardening
1000XP
Multiplying
100000XP
James created a being.
With blue furs, blue claws, and ruby eyes, it stared at its creator.
"Woof!"
It was
A
Wolf
James then slowly opened his eyes, showing dark red pupils with little black dots.
"Since there's exp for death, there must be exp for life."
𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙂𝙊𝘿𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝘿𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃 𝙄𝙎 𝙒𝘼𝙏𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙔𝙊𝙐
Then the undead menacingly smiled as the lights slowly went out.