Becoming a Monster

"Hmm 'lesser cure wounds lvl 0'...It's disappointing that I can't heal myself but this is one of the best skills at the moment. What's the point of getting the best monster if it still dies!? At least with this I still have a chance of getting a decent monster and I can keep it alive..."

Noah muttered to himself, but before he chose the skill he looked over the last one that caught his eye.

Hunter's sight(lvl 0) You notice little details and patterns that others may overlook, some of which may prove useful to you. Additionally, your eyesight is improved, especially in regards to your dynamic vision, allowing you to better track things in motion.

'Hmm…healing will help more when I have a creature but would I be able to get one early enough? Hunter's sight seems to be the best skill to preserve the early game and maybe I can get the heal spell later. Early start it is! To become strong I must be able to survive first!'

Before he could do anything else after choosing his ability, he was kicked out of the dark room and back in the dorm again. It didn't take him long to realize that he never left.

He quickly looked around his surroundings, more specifically to the waste of space companions in the room to understand the situation. He was still unsure if all he heard and went through was just him hallucinating. That was when he noticed the three were passed out as well, with one of the three would spasm from time to time.

A smile soon hung on his face towards this view. 'So it wasn't a dream!' He yelled inwardly with excitement, he wanted to test out what he could do, even though obtaining the skill gave him certain knowledge of how to use it doesn't mean he knows if it'll work, but then he remembered an important detail.

'How can I tame a monster without the monsters damnit?! And where's the stats? You can't have a class without also having stats right?'

After all the stories he read, Noah felt it was only justified that they should be able to have some sort of stats panel in this situation. He furrowed his brows as he focused entirely on bringing up something that would be similar to a stats panel in a game.

'Wah!' Noah exclaimed when he was bombarded by the information he was looking for.

Player: Noah

Race: Human(lower species)

Class: Monster Tamer

Lvl 1

Exp: 0/25

Health: 100%

Stamina: 100%

Mana: 10

Attributes

Strength:11

Agility:13

Constitution:14

Stamina:12

Magic: 5

Spirit:38

Skills

Active

Monster taming(lvl 0)

Passive

Soul cage(lvl 0)

Hunters sight (lvl 0)

Noah was shocked to see some of the high numbers but he wasn't too shocked because he had nothing to compare it with but he could always try to make his own deductions.

"Normally in situations like this, the average stats would be ten so I would say my stats are a lot higher than what I expected them to be but the more I think about it the more it starts to make sense…

Working out can explain my above normal strength and stamina and my agility can only be explained by my reflexes that have been put to the test a lot in my life, having to try to avoid a lot of the beatings I've received from being ganged up on. I guess that explains the constitution too...it's sad to say but I've started to grow more resistant against being beaten so that I was no longer bedridden as much as I used to be...haaa..."

Noah became a little disheartened, reminiscing about the multiple times he was ganged up on and at the same time he missed those times as well. Even though they were some of his most painful moments they were also the moments where he felt the most alive.

The only stat he was confused about was magic and spirit, he didn't know what it was or how it could be high, so he tried to focus on the two individual words, and just like he expected. Descriptions of the words appeared in his head.

Magic determines the strength of your magical abilities as well as determines your mana capacity. It's similar to strength but it is regarded only for magical abilities.

Spirit involves will power, as well as your comprehension ability in advancing your skills. Having high spirit will empower your spells, no matter if they are attack, control or buff spells and it will lessen the potency of spells used against you or even negate some if not most control abilities.

'So spirit is really important! And yet mine is so high?....wait! Willpower! I'm not ignorant enough to not see that my life was hell, I wanted to give up everyday but I held on...that could be related to willpower right? Ah, forget it! No matter, I'm content with my stats, this is my start at a better life...' Noah began to burn with passion. He relished in the fact that at least his horrible life brought him some kind of benefit.

Too bad he couldn't stay joyful for too long, the other three bodies in the room had already begun to stir awake, at least that's what Noah wanted to believe.

Because of his passive hunter's sight already taking into effect, he could pick up details that he otherwise would've looked over. Like how there was a hint of excitement in the eyes of the pig Dom who was laying in bed, the brief pain Logan was experiencing from most likely hitting his head when he passed out while still standing and then most importantly there was the weird actions of Jarred who no longer was twitching but his skin now seemed a little more paler than usual and he could spot abnormally black veins on his neck as well.

'Fucking zombie?!' Noah's eye twitched at the sheer thought that someone could turn into a zombie without a source of contamination. Cold sweat briefly went down his back at the idea that he could've been Jarred and have been none the wiser.

But then after thinking what this signified, he then sported a small grin on his face.

'If there's zombies then that could only mean that this will be similar to an apocalypse!

Noah's thoughts then shifted to all of the fantasy stories he's read so far that had similar situations to what was happening as he took the pleasure in the idea of fighting more and more monsters with his awesome powers and there was no one who would look at him condescendly again.

While this was happening, Logan and Dom were going through a different experience.

"What the hell was that? Ugh, Dom, did the same thing happen to you?" Logan asked while he slowly made his way to his bed as he caressed the front of his head that appeared bruised from his fall.

"The same?" Oh! Do you mean you also were able to obtain a class! I chose to be a knight! And I was able to get a skill too. Eh? So that wasn't a dream?"

'Grrr'

The two were contemplating silently for a moment before they heard the soft growl coming from Jarred.

"Jarred? What's gotten into you? Ha! Don't tell me you chose some kind of beast class and forgot how to talk?"

The overly social Dom got out of bed as he went over to check on his roommate. At this point no one cares about Noah's situation. The three knew that it wouldn't matter even if they tried to question him. They were on bad terms and Noah wouldn't answer them. They knew that the three alone wouldn't be able to force it out of him since even hired thugs had a hard time beating him. That's why they would only ridicule him and never insult him since they were also afraid of hitting his bottom line.

Noah soon came out of his stupor to watch the show he believed was going to happen but while doing so, he reached for his worn out bat that he 'borrowed' from the baseball team soon to be scrapped bats. His curiosity of zombies and if the way they behaved like in his stories outweighed the little bit of humanity in him to care whether Dom died or not. He looked on intrigued at the thought that the apocalypse he has been wishing for all this time is finally happening.

"WHAT THE FUC-AHHHH! G-GET OFFF MEEE!SO-sommm-gurgle*hel...."

Noah didn't have to wait long when he heard the scream of Dom resounding in the air as Dom leaned over Jared's bed to check on him. It only took a moment for the zombie Jarred to pounce towards Dom's face as if the smell of flesh enticed it to the point where it moved faster than a normal zombie in movies should.

The quick movement of the zombie startled Dom and seeing Jarred going towards his face made him instinctively tilt his face away which only quickened his death because now his neck was easy pickings.

The sound of biting into flesh and Dom screaming was all that could be heard until Logan's terrified brain caught up to what was actually happening.

"D-Dom…..Jarred…what the fu-WHAT THE FUCK!"

When it seemed that Dom took his last breath and his body went limp, took all of Logan's hesitation out the window. He quickly jumped out of bed and ran out of the dorm room yelling for help.

Just as quickly as he left the room, Noah, who was still able to enjoy what was happening, soon made a frown on his face when he heard noises out in the hallway. Hurriedly, he ran to the door to close but not before glancing out and witnessing the chaos that was ensuing. Just like Dom's situation, there were also other students who couldn't survive their first zombie attack. And just like Logan, there were many students that had the same idea to flee.

If Noah had half a sane mind and fear of death as the others then maybe he would do the same but a huge part of him wanted to know. What happens if you kill a zombie?