Chapter 2 - Chapter 2

Nagao was shocked after he got that mission. With distrust feeling within himself, he double-checked to make sure of it ...

*Look*

"Really ... in a situation like this?!!"

Before he could steady himself, several notifications appeared, along with some descriptions ...

*Ting!* *Ting!* *Ting!* *Ting!*

[Claim your reward.] (1/4)

[Claim your reward.] (2/4)

[Claim your reward.] (3/4)

[Claim your reward.] (4/4)

"Putting that matters aside first, I must look at those rewards!"

He began to search after the status board —Those notifications entered the notification box. Straight to the top right corner of the status board— he clicked and tried to claim those. Eventually, Nagao got his rewards with descriptions ...

[You've gained +10 exp and +2 stat points.] (1/4)

[You've gained +10 exp and +2 stat points.] (2/4)

[You've gained +10 exp and +2 stat points.] (3/4)

[You've gained +10 exp and +2 stat points.] (4/4)

[Collect some exp points to level up your level.] (40/100)

At the same time, another status board popped up before him ...

[Place your stats points into the stats you want:

Power (X)/ Strength (X)/ Agility (X)/ Mana (X)]

Along with that moment, some rats — indirectly— disturbed Nagao concentration. Even Nagao tried to ignore those rodents but couldn't ignore them completely because of their squeaks ... 

(Fuck! Their squeaks are annoying! Step those aside! For stats, preferring power and strength. However, it'd be dangerous if agility stats were as slow as a snail. In that case!) Nagao began to make up his mind.

*Click!* *Click!* *Click!*

[The accumulation with the previous stats has been set. Please check your current status.]

Immediately, Nagao checked his status ...

[Name: Nagao Deri

Level: 1

HP: 15

MP: 15

Class: Unidentified

Skill/Job: -

Power: 3 -> 7

Strength: 3 -> 5

Agility: 3 -> 5

Mana: 4

View more.]

"Good!" Nagao spoke confidently. "Let us try it!" He said and stood before one of the walls.

After he was checking his injuries, Nagao prepared his basic stance. Then, he punched the wall ...

*Bam!*

Several cracks appeared because of that action. When Nagao wanted to do it again, he was realizing something ...

(Even if I get away from here, the grudge against those bastards won't be complete. It's a dilemma!) He muttered with a feeling of confusion.

Nagao thought about it carefully. After weighing many things ...

(At least, I'd get some information about this environment, too!) He muttered in confidence.

Then, Nagao surveyed every detail of this isolation room once more. From what he could find, there was one hole and one air vent through which the slightest bit of light could enter.

After doing some recheck, he saw several rats passing by. The dilemma was descending again on Nagao's mind when he recalled about his mission before ...

"Should I ... Do this ...?" Nagao uttered dilemmatic.

Doubt gradually enveloped Nagao's mind. Anxiety began to well up within him. With his uncertainty, Nagao preferred to sleep to cover his hunger. While he was adjusting his position to sleep, Nagao was saying something amidst it,

"Hopefully ... this won't last long ...." Nagao closed his eyes and slept.

***

Little by little, the light in the room faded away. The activities of Nagao's "little friends" started to activate. A sign when the night began to appear. Meanwhile, the dark night mixed with cold air blew thinly, as if those were summoning an "entity" ... lonely.

Nagao, who woke up because of their squeaks, only sat in his position. While he was rubbing his stomach because of his hunger, Nagao was thinking about handling it ...

(I must handle it ... Sleep is more than enough!)

*Rumble!*

His borborygmi already sounded vocally. Instead, he chose against his primitive urge. In the end, he forced himself to sleep.

Time after time, Nagao spent his time sleeping. Occasionally, he would stare at the rats passing by. Sometimes, he chased away some rodents that walked toward his feet. Still, with his previous condition, Nagao's strength continuously decreased.

The second day ...

Nagao began to experience a limp. The combination of hunger and headache made Nagao's anger increase, especially when some rats appeared. Hitting until kicking became a manifestation of his anger. However, his joints started to hurt after doing that. With that condition and as the answer of his defense mechanism, he only shooed away those with his hands and adapted with them.

However, all that started to change ...

The third day ...

Nagao was staring silently when those rats crawled between his legs. His headache was getting worse. Even with sleep, Nagao couldn't sleep peacefully due to his hunger urge. His joints were experiencing pain when he tried to shoo them. As a result, those rodents began to dare to approach him.

At that moment, unconsciously, Nagao ... he held the big rat which was standing on his knees. The rat reflexively rebelled and bit his fingers. However, he didn't flinch and continued to hold onto it. Until one moment ...

*Slam!* *Slam!* *Slam!*

Nagao slammed that mouse several times on the floor, right into its head. Eventually, it died instantly. After he confirmed that it was dead ...

*Snap!* *Crack!* *Splash!*

Its blood spurted because Nagao had been forcibly snapping the rat's head, pulling its head harshly. Nagao immediately drank its blood ...

*Gulp!* *Bleargh!* *Gulp!*

Even though it smelled awful and vomited several times, Nagao still drank the rat's blood like drinking water ...

(Fuck it ...! Just ... Push to ... drink it!) He continued his activity.

Next, he searched its internal organs and removed inedible organs. Being driven by an uncontrollable hunger urge, Nagao threw away its skin and ate the rat ...

*Munch!* *Munch!* *Munch!*

Nagao chewed it until the rat's tail only remained.

Not enough with a single rat, Nagao started to pick up the rats he met randomly. Small or big, he didn't care anymore for the sake of his hunger ...

*Slam!* *Snap!* *Crack!* *Spurt!* *Munch!*

Some rats had been eaten for several moments before Nagao's stomach filled fully. Nagao repeatedly coughed and almost vomited, but his hungry urge prevented those reactions ...

(Eat ... Eat ... Eat!) He continued to chew its raw meat again.

By the time he ate the third rat, his notification suddenly sounded ...

[You've completed this mission. Please claim your prize.] (1/3)

[You've completed this mission. Please claim your prize.] (2/3)

[You've completed this mission. Please claim your prize.] (3/3)

[Survival mission: you must eat some animals around to survive.] (3/3)

Nagao, who had already eaten those animals, his lips drenched by his saliva and the rodent's bloods. Simultaneously by those acts, he smiled, appearing long grin on his face ...

"Haha ... Hahaha ... Ahahahahaha!"

Laughed. Only those reactions came out after he faced through that experience. That laughter implied many meanings ...

Not long after that, a flash of lightning passed by through the wall gap. The rumble of thunder accompanied Nagao's laughter. Due to the time, some raindrops started to be heard from outside. Simultaneously, some rainwater dripped from above the isolation room. Realizing this, Nagao approached the wall gap and drank the rainwater that fell by holding out his hands ...

*Gulp!* *Gulp!* *Gulp!*

While his issues were fulfilling with safety, Nagao was trying to sleep. The smell of soil enhanced by rainwater helped Nagao's sleep. Hereafter, Nagao fell asleep soundly.

***

Fourteen days later ...

Two prison officers were walking on the same route. They walked through several rooms. However, one of the prison officers —The short hair one— spoke about the topic with his colleague,

"You hear a laugh from the isolation room recently, did you?"

"Nope, I didn't. What's wrong? Maybe it came from the mouse squeak!" replied The bald officer.

"I'm dead serious. It isn't the mouse squeak. You remember about that prisoner ... that you'd tortured before, right?"

"That implacable prisoner? I don't believe that shit! Importantly, he must already become a corpse and rodent food!" responded The bald officer.

"I wanted to believe that, too! However, when I went through that room several times, I experienced the same thing. It's strange, you know!"

"Enough!" The bald officer pulled his collar colleague suddenly. "End your superstitions, and let's finish this SHIT job swiftly. I'm tired of throwing away those rotten corpses!"

His colleague understood, and they walked again.

Later, those arrived at the isolation room. While they were covering their faces, they were entering the room. They found the prisoner lying in the corner of the room.

*Bleargh!*

"Bastard!" The smell of carrion flew in the room badly. It had been smelling unbearably, so The bald one vomited on the spot. "This is the first time I've got ... Ugh! What an unacceptable smell!"

"Agree!" replied his colleague. He was covering his nose, although he wore a mask. "He must've been dead long ago. We should've just taken this corpse from a week ago!"

"Are you stupid?! They didn't pay much to us for this matter in the first place!" uttered The bald officer angrily. "Listen, I don't want ... that Fatty Boss ... to cut off arbitrarily our wages ... again. So get your ass ... Ugh! ... And pick that shit corpse ...!" He vomited again after that.

With the reluctant condition, The short hair approached that corpse. When he checked the prisoner's breath ...

*Thumps!*

He received a quick Rear naked choke. After several moments, the prison officer fainted instantly because The prisoner also covered the officer's mouth swiftly.

The bald prison officer said to his colleague,

"Hurry up ... Humph! Shit ... how much long do you want —" The bald officer was taken aback instantly—"Huh?!"

He saw his colleague lying next to the prisoner's corpse. Feeling that something was wrong, the bald officer tried to take out a knife from his pocket.

Slowly, he approached the prisoner's corpse. When he tried to examine the corpse ...

*Thud!*

A kick flew toward his genital. As a result, he curled up in pain. At that moment, a knee hit the bald officer's nose hard ...

*Whack!*

The bald prison officer groaned with pain on the ground ...

"Arghhhh!!!"

The corpse —Nagao— stood before him and stepped on his hand. He smiled devilishly and spoke,

"How much do you rate 'my hello'?"