Crack! Faust smashed through a passage filled with collapsed wooden pillars, his feet stomping down to end the life of his junior student—unlike before, his willpower and heart didn't waver.
Only the thought of "Oh, that was Samuel" filled his mind as he pushed onwards, the wet, muddy blood squelching below his feet as the mangled corpses formed a soft cushion.
Mildred was already starting to change from a regular human slowly.
'How can he crush them underfoot, his face still so serene? No, he looks happy!'
Still, her heart trembled to see all the young students lying dead under the debris, and she felt horror as their fellow student Faust just crushed them under his feet with no emotions.
Unknown to her, a white light still entered his body each time he killed one of these half-corpses, allowing him to get stronger and kill that big bastard the next time he met him.
'Let's see—her room was the third on the right after the gym's entrance.'
Faust tossed the useless sword taken from the ground, not even caring about Lewis or his memory—the sword didn't have the durability to withstand his rough way of fighting and was filled with marks on the blade.
"Mildred, wait out here. There should be a shortbow somewhere in her room, and I'll get it for you. Can you use a hankyu style bow instead of a western type?"
Mildred found it pleasant that he finally called her name, wondering if he just loved martial arts and weapons, as since he came into this building, Faust seemed more excitable and active.
"Mmmm, I can use one—please be quick...."
"Don't be soft go hunt zombies or something."
Faust ignored her as he entered the room Sarah used to use as her "office" but was closer to her private room.
Bang!
The door was warped, forcing him to kick the door open before walking inside; his eyes narrowed, looking at the two people inside and the wrecked room and smashed weapon cases sprawled around the floor.
"Senior Alex!? But.... why do you look so strange..... are you already a zombie?" a half-naked girl yelped in surprise, grasping a spear in her hand.
A boy beside her, with his pathetic excuse for an erection, slowly backed off rather than protecting the girl.
"Hmmmm, zombie? No, but why are you two fucking in here when everyone else died fighting?"
This girl was called Samantha and was a close friend of Lewis; she was even said to have liked him; however, looking at the ugly, average-looking guy beside her, another friend from their group, it seems that was short-lived after he died.
'Well, can't blame them; both were pretty weak in the club, and he's already dead; who cares about innocence in the end times? She does have a nice pair of tits, though...'
"Are you here to help us?" Samantha said, her body language no longer that of fear or shock, instead as if flaunting herself—seeing Faust's muscular, solid body and power able to open the door the boy beside her couldn't do anything about made her mind switch on.
'If I can ensnare him with my body, won't I be safe?'
"I'm here for something that belongs to me, so can you move your ass,"
Faust stepped forward, not even caring to engage in more conversation—he stepped towards the large metal safely in the back room before leaning close to Samantha's ear to whisper
His hot breath caused her to feel tingles down her spine. "Your body is very sexy."
The boy in the corner began to conquer his initial fear of the strange male with tattoos, grey skin, a muscular body and scars across his forehead.
'What did he say to her!? Is he trying to steal my woman? I won't accept that!'
His name was Matt in the same year as Alex, but because of his ugly face and low talent, he wasn't respected well in the club.
"Hmmmm, here we go... the password... what would that woman use for the code..."
Faust was oblivious, his body swayed while holding his fingers to his chin, trying to think of the code Sarah would use for the safe, which contained the sword she made for him, but he couldn't lift it well.
'The young me was so stupid.... this sword cost so much, how could I not see that girl wanted to fuck me?'
bleep-bleep-bleep!
He entered her birthday, the day they met and several other dates as it was a six-digit number—suddenly, he thought of something and tried his date of birth.
01 - 01 - 1999
Ping-Pong!
The metal door's lock opened with a loud click before a message sounded in the voice of Sarah, which made him feel nostalgic and listen carefully, while Matt began to move towards the centre of the room, directly behind Faust.
"Ahh~ finally you decided to accept my love for you, Alex? I am so happy... This sword was made the day I first fell in love with you, so its name is very amusing! Imagine you swinging this heavy bulking sword, whose name is "Eien," I am sure you know what that means!"
The inner case was around 150 centimetres, dark black and narrow; a moment after her words ended, the box opened with a loud clack, its lid rising into the air, revealing the sword Sarah had made for him.
A long eastern-style blade, not a katana but a nodachi of around 47 inches long, give or take a little longer or 121 centimetres in another measurement style.
Its curve was relatively light, not too large, with a long black handle with emerald green markings along the grip, almost identical to Alex's eyes; the hilt also had these green markings which spelt the word "Faust" as the dark green shimmered in the dim room.
'It's a damn good thing my arms are long, thanks to becoming a ghoul. Otherwise, I'd need that girl's help to draw the fucker! The idea of her helping me unsheath my sword is rather erotic.
"Wow... what a big sword. Are you going to wield such a powerful monster?" Samatha said, her body shifting closer to him, pressing her sensitive body against his elbow.
Faust wasn't some good guy—she wanted to push her tits against him, then he'd enjoy the sensation and not say anything as he reached out, lifting the heavy sword with his hand, almost like it was made for him now.
'Is Sarah from the future?'
He used "Eagle Eyes" on the blade, wondering if this could still be used—somehow, standard weapons might not even work, or would they still give the "White light," Faust thought.
-Eien (No grade)
A nodachi, created to signify the feelings of a young woman towards a single boy, its heavy weight makes it almost impossible for anyone without a high amount of strength to use, around 121cm or 47 inches long, including the handle.
It can be upgraded to the "Novice" level for 20 Apocalypse coins as this goddesses sympathy towards the first fallen human.
Accept the creator's will?
Yes | No
Faust didn't even bother to check—his money would always rise, but this sword? Who knows if it might vanish because of this bitches whims.
The moment he accepted, nothing much changed except the name became "Eien", and Novice was added as a prefix [Novice Nodachi "Eien"]
He needed to find the special safe zones the creator added for further upgrades.
Matt grasped his spear tight, sweat forming on his face and palms as they slid along the wooden pole—his feet inched forward, and seeing the woman that said she would die with him now over another man caused his heart to burn in jealousy.
'Bastard, see if you can use that sword if you die!'
"Haah!"
Piercing forwards, Matt thrust the novice spear towards Faust's unguarded back, yet the moment his blade was inches from his flesh, the situation changed completely.
Faust pivoted on his feet, the spear just missing him as he swung down the heavy nodachi still inside its sheath, a loud howl of wind resounded before the leather smashed down on Matt's shoulder with a loud crack and whimper of pain from the boy.
"Stupid cunt, did you think you had any chance to succeed?"
Matt's face was squashed into the wooden floor as Faust stomped on his head, applying heavy pressure to his neck.
Samantha was shocked—suddenly, the meal ticket she was about to snatch was attacked by the trash that claimed to want to protect her.
"Arggg! G-get off me! It's your fault, trying to seduce my woman!"
"Oh!?"
His words caused Faust to become amused—neither of these two people meant anything to him, but he couldn't deny his current "hunger" was growing, and there didn't seem to be a proper meal until now.
"Say, woman, do you want help finding a safe area with more survivors and help to become a little stronger?"
"Eh!?" She replied, shocked at his words, like her plans were all understood by him.
"What are you doing? Leave her alone; she's my girlfriend, you bastard; I'll kill you!" Matt raged.
His nose snapped and bleeding profusely as Faust kicked his face several times, crushing his cheekbones and stomping on his legs.
Crack! The bones in his thighs were shattered—there was no way he could move for at least half an hour. To make sure, he spun around in a rapid circle before booting the ugly cunt across the room, slamming into the wooden debris of the door as it impaled his lower abdomen.
"Ugh.... why...."
"You tried to stab me—of course, I'd retaliate, you little prick."
Faust turned to the woman, his eyes glowing brightly in the dim room as she felt his body was bigger, slowly walking towards her wearing only a thin pair of pants.
"So, do you want to be left here to die, forced to sleep with that loser till zombies storm in here to eat you both, or shall I take you out of here, show you how to survive and then a group to live with?"
Samantha's eyes were wet, and her body leaned against a wooden desk as her arms and legs trembled, faced with the cold truth that she didn't want to die—slowly, her glossy lips opened, letting out words that caused Matt to despair, screaming out in pain as his insides began to ache.
"I want to go; please take me with you! I'll do anything!"
'Haha, if I speak like this, he will feel sorry for me and then take me with him—all boys are like this in the end, even the tough guys!'
Her eyes began to restore their light, filled with the determination to live on, no longer caring about her "boyfriend", who was bleeding on the floor with his eyes fixated on the evil smile that suddenly appeared on the face of "Alex."
'N-no.... he's not a nice guy... Sam....!'
Thud! The tip of his nodachi was placed on the ground, almost causing the ground to crack, as he tilted his head, a cruel smile showing his sharp teeth and long purple tongue that slithered along his lips.
"Turn around, remove all your clothes, bend over that desk, and stick your ass into the air."
"Hueh!?" Samantha's face filled with shock, and she could not understand what he meant for a moment.
Bang! He slammed his nodachi once more, returning her focus to the current situation, not allowing her to escape to her mind.
"Hurry up; I don't have much time to wait for a dirty, inferior cunt."
In shock, she began to quickly take off her remaining clothes, with a shuddering body as she gingerly leaned over the low wooden desk, closing her eyes as she bit into her lips, slowly lifting her perky buttocks into the air as the cool breeze brushed against her petals.
'It's okay; he will be like Matt, small and quick... Let's get this over with and...!?!?'
"Ughhh!?"