He held onto it as he continued to pop the eyes. The tarantula shrieked as it's limbs cut into his flesh . Blood dripped all over the place a mixture of his blood and the tarantulas black blood.
While it was shrieking, it's mouth wide open, he shoved his hand into it's mouth. The teeth pulled of his skin as he scraped against then.
He caught a muscle inside near the throat and pulled tearing it out of it's mouth.
The bones of head cracked, he pulled it too hard that it broke the skull. The thing tried a last attemp it used it's forelimbs to hold onto his shoulders trying to pull him off his. Shawn stuck like gum on it.
Blood splashed all over it's face as it screamed bloody murder. It screamed until it's voice started to break.
Shawn saw that it had been distracted by the pain so he put his legs on it's chest and pulled hard on the head.
He heard the spine popping separatingfrom the head of pulled even harder twisting it around until it ripped from the body. The tarantula didn't go down with out a fight, it managed to pierce into his thigh pretty badly nicking a main blood vessel.
The moment the head detached he skidded across the floor and hit a well hard . The moment from the separation had thrown him off.
" Fuck, that hurt."
Shawn looked on as the headless body convulsed spraying it's black blood everywhere. It trashed for a few seconds before the body eventually flopped to the ground with a wet thud.
It stilled .
" God... finally. Something I wanted to die from actually died before me."
He could feel his consciousness disappearing. He looked down at his torn up body with his insides leaving a trail on the floor. He scrunched his nose in disgust.
"...I am not stitching this."
A black interface appeared.
( You have died).
A blood a few centimeters away from his body twitches and stretched combining. Shawn sat on the floor wiping blood from his face in disgust.
" I will never get used to this," he mumbled as he stood up and walked towards the tarantula.
He stood over the headless corpse nudging the remains with his toe. He moved down to it's bulging stomach and kicked it. It tore open pretty easy.
Shawn was surprised.
" I did all that when I could have just stabbed you on the stomach?" He murmured looking at the body parts spilling out of the gash.
He knelt down poking into the mixture. There were parts of his chewed up body and probably from the other victims. He hadn't given it much time to eat or digest him.
He could see the remains of his body in the nest so he knew it hadn't eaten alot. Not like he gave it much time anyway with him starting resurrecting seconds later after his death.
" You really ate all that and still fought me for like ten minutes?" He said outloud. He was wondering why the poison had not killed it just as first like the other walking hands.
Those wrists had died after just a mouthful.
He sighed in offended disbelief. Although he had not thought about this while trying to commit suicide, he was still disappointed about the results.
"... seriously my flesh is only mildly toxic? what am I a weak brand of pesticides?" he asked the scrambling little spiders,looking at his body parts and full body around the nest.
He felt like his flesh was like that little poison that would only give someone an upset stomach or something. He thought he was a walking toxic biohazard or something. But it seemed the biohazard also had levels.
He was basically level one. The system had also rated him as none threatening.
"You are telling me that you can eat half my body like a buffet and only get a tummy ache?" He said outloud his voice echoing in the walls.
He kicked the the corpse hard causing it to twitch and spill more of it's stomach content.
He clicked his tongue. So if he had died this ugly thing would probably have vomited his meat and just go on with it's life.
He thought he would dye with his killer. What a disappointment. But at least he had seen that being torn apart was hopeless.
He had to find another way. He wouldn't let frustration get the best of him.
He looked at his blood socked body then towards the corpse.
".. do I need to marinate myself or s something? Add spices? Upgrade my toxin? What the hell is this? "
He could feel his frustrations and just anger from the whole situation. He just wanted to end his life peacefully.
Or maybe because he's been at deaths door so many times deliberately, he was finally facing the consequences of traumatizing everyone. The director probably cursed him and her God answered quite well.
This was just his first try he wasn't about to collapse just because of a minor setback.
( System notice)
Toxic flesh: Ineffective against higher tier creatures.
Consider dying more creatively to evolve.
" Ha, rich coming from you. You want me dead again? Fine I'll die better next time ! This is getting more ridiculous," he said after seeing the prompt.
He was now being forced into the suicidal cycle.
He bent down and summoned the parasic maw, the mouth on his hand opened and started to feed on the flesh. Shawn could hear the chewing and growling sounds quite clearly. He frowned.
He could feel it a small sip of power entering him. He knew from his deaths that he was getting stronger since he would not have ripped off the spiders head in the beginning that easily.
The hand transmitted a portion of the spiders power into him. He wondered for a brief moment what he would get from it. A skill or assimilation like the hand.
The system notification appeared Infront of him at that moment.
(SYSTEM NOTIFICATION)
Kill Reward: Chimera Weaver Spider
[Kill Confirmed: Chimera Weaver Spider]
HP Gained: + 120
Awakener Stones: +4
Skill Earned: Spider Instinct
Type: Passive Survival Skill
Rank: F
Effects:
Partial Assimilation Resistance:
Grants partial immunity to creatures that absorb or corrupt bodies.
Adaptive Body Response:
After surviving a hit, the body temporarily strengthens the exact area that was struck for 30 seconds.
Instinct Sync (Minor):
Gains a faint intuition about the attack patterns of creatures killed for the next 10 minutes.
Looking at the skill he copied from the spider he got more frustrated so the system was making him harder to kill.
[System Reward Unlocked] -Pocket Chamber
Type: Dimensional Storage
Rank: F(Upgradeable)
Description:
A small, isolated space detached from reality. Accessible only by the user. Time inside flows the same as outside, but items do not decay.
Capacity:
Initial Limit: 3 cubic meters
Weight Limit: None (all weight is nullified once stored)
Living beings cannot be stored.
Features:
Summon/Store (Instant):
You can mentally command an object to enter or exit the chamber as long as you are touching it.
Auto-Sort (Minor):
Items arrange themselves neatly once stored.
Spatial Anchor:
Certain weapons or items can be "Bound" to the chamber so they return there when lost or dropped.
Dimensional Stability:
The chamber cannot be detected or accessed by others unless you grants permission (feature locked).
" Well at least I got something useful for the apocalypse," he said sarcastically. He looked at the hand feeding on the corpse.
" So when are you going to be full? He asked sarcastically.
After a few bite the mouth stopped and even burped.
" Good for you," he said standing up looking at the almost fully eaten torso," you've got quite the appetite."
He could feel it's excitement. He kicked the body again just to get the last satisfaction before he left to find his class mates .
He raised his leg to hit a second time..
Then a soft gasp came.
He froze mid kick. He turned his head slowly towards the sound .
Standing just a couple of steps inside the webs was her, every guys dream in the whole college. Except him he was busy trying to kill himself. But he knew her since she was quite famous.
Althea Crownhart.
The school beauty.
Top student.
Graceful. Elegant.
A girl so perfect everyone assumed she glowed in pictures.
And there she was standing amid the gire, probably his scattered remains, looking at him her eyes wide with shock and mouth open. Her face was now a shade paler than she normally was.
She didn't know him, not like he went around publicizing his top student badge. Only thise truly interested remembered him. She was just too out of his league.
Right now he knew he looked like a demon that crawled out of a pool of blood. He was basically covered in blood even his face that he had tried to wipe was still bloody with lines of blood and peaking skin.
" Who are you?" She whispered her voice shaking.
He blinked at her, the hand took that moment to regurgitated a small piece of spider meat fell from his hand.
She looked at his half fisted hand in shock. It was covered in black blood dripping every where.
" Uh, are you lost?" That was the only think that came to his mind and he bluttered it out. He wasn't really a people's person.
Her gaze fell from his body to the half destroyed corpse which she had witnessed him kicking.
"You, are you.... Human?"
The audacity, Shawn thought looking at her in shock. Of course he was freaking human did he look like a monster.