"No, that's a zombie."
"Wait, zombies are real?"
The being looked at Harry as if looking at an idiot.
"You were quite literally eaten alive by zombies."
"Oh, so that was not a dream?"
Harry asked.
"No, you are still in a zombie apocalypse."
"Since I am wizard, couldn't I cure them?"
"I don't know, you are the wizard, not me."
The being was floating next to Harry, looking like a black cat.
"Ok then, here it goes, Cure."
A small light ball travels out from Harry's hand, hitting the zombie woman directly, as soon as the light ball struck the zombie the zombie immediately disappeared.
Harry was confused and turned to the being.
"Good job, you cured the zombie from the pain of existence."
Harry's eyes narrowed.
"What you mean by that?"
The being turned his cat head towards Harry and spoke, speaking matter of factly.
"You cured them from existence."
"Can you explain it in a way I could understand?"
"In simple human words, you erased them form existence."
Harry's jaw dropped, his face filled with shock.
"What!? I thought I cured them."
"As I said, you cured them from existence."
Harry was still up in his apartment, looking out the window, he was too shocked by the news as his hand accidentally slipped, he fell from seven stories, his fragile human body striking the ground.
*Crunch*
[Harry has obtained the status — Broken Bones LVL 4]
Harry was still alive, his body twisted in a painful his, his broken bones stabbing into his lungs and other organs.
"That looked painful."
Harry was screaming in pain and agony.
[Harry screamed, casuing his lungs to move, making him feel even more pain.]
[Harry is ingreat pain.]
"Yeah yeah, system, I know. Hey, you need help?"
Harry was in too much pain to answer back, his mind overwhelmed by the pain as he slowly bled to death.
[A zombie has noticed Harry's pitiful scream of pain.]
The zombie, disfigured, it's body fusing with it's clothes slowly walked towards Harry.
[More zombies have been alerted by Harry's screams.]
Harry's shrill scream traveled far as countless zombies came stumbling towards him.
The zombies swarmed Harry's mutilated but living body, their teeth and claws digging into his flesh as they tore him apart. Curse his resilient body, even in such a state with most of his flesh gone he was still alive, meaning extra pain.
If he was in a fantasy world where one could easily heal mortal wounds as long as they were alive, resilience like his would be very very useful.
But not in this case, that's just a way for him to feel pain for much longer.
[A zombie bit into Harry's flesh and tore a piece off.]
[A zombie bit into Harry's flesh and tore a piece off.]
[A zombie bit into Harry's flesh and tore a piece off.]
[A zombie bit into Harry's flesh and tore a piece off.]
[A zombie bit into Harry's flesh...
"Damn, looks painful."
The being said matter of factly, clearly unfazed by Harry's screams and suffering. The being then looks at his non-existent watch.
"Eh, five more minutes before he dies."
The being materialized popcorn and slowly ate it while he watched the zombies feast on Harry's flesh.
The being simply waved as he felt Harry looking at him.
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