"What are you and why have you infiltrated my tribe?"
I was in a predicament, as I had been captured and brought before the Queen, well at least I think she's the Queen who is not so fully human.
I have to say, being forced to kneel while bound and all alone with the mistress– I mean Queen, feels like some sort of kinky play, but I can assure you it's anything but that... unfortunately.
Sighing, I replied to her question with what I hoped was an amicable smile, "my Queen, I'm but a humble Zombie who has come to your.. ahem, tribe to eat you up, if you know what I mean."
"Y-you!"
Oh she blushed, I was just making a joke, but she understood its meaning. Shit, I might just die and it's that damn System's fault. Let me tell you how things got to this point.
I was born and raised on a planet called Earth, and consumed a lot of unhealthy bl fanfictions, ahem don't judge, the ones that weren't smut were pretty decent.
I was a lonely woman, didn't have friends, dated a lot but nothing ever really worked out, I didn't have a family. And I hated my job and my boss, that nepo bitch was fucking useless, ahem well, where was I? Oh yeah, I was just saying I was pathetic in every sense of the word.
And pathetic people are always rewarded with pathetic deaths, so I was killed. By who, you ask? I don't know, some rando who just wanted to add me to his murder board, I guess.
Just when I thought things couldn't turn for the worse, I transmigrated to this world as a fucking zombie, all pale, with red eyes and just overall weird vibes.
When I thought things couldn't get any more worse, then came the System. That thing talks way damn too much.
I was threatened to accept a mission. I didn't want to, but I had no choice but to accept it. Using the System's map, I managed to find this place, the Black Cat Tribe.
I was easily detected and captured, brought before the Queen, and now I was being questioned. I hope that was enough to fill you in on what you missed out on.
Letting out a sigh, I looked at the System's holographic interface.
[Host Name— N/N
Age—N/N
Race—Flesh Eater Zombie
Tier—F
Mana Density—S-Rank
°°°
Evolution Trigger:
-Eat Three D-Rank Black Cat-Kin
°°°
Mission:
-Get Yourself A Girlfriend
Failure Punishment:
-Self-Cannibalism
Mission Reward:
-E-rank Charm Necklace (Growth Type)
°°°
Skills:
First Skill:
Name—Hungry Beast
Type—Transformation
Trigger—Blood
°°°
Second Skill:
Name—Alert
Type—Perception
Trigger—Danger
°°°
Third Skill:
Name—Bloodlust
Type—Emotive
Trigger—Smell Of Fear
°°°
NOTE: SKILL ABILITIES ARE LIMITED BY HOST'S TIER NOT MANA, So... They Have A Time Limit Of Use And A Cool Down.]
•••
Hmm, does the System want me to be some kind of flesh-eating monster, I mean what's up with the evolution trigger?
"You strange Beast, state your true motives or I'll have you executed."
I almost forgot I was before primitive royalty. Sighing, I got up to my feet and the Queen looked at me unbothered, but her scent was a delicious colour of yellow, which meant caution.
She was ready for any sudden or unpredictable movement. Of course I wasn't foolish enough to think I could defeat her; my senses told me if I attacked, I'd die.
I smiled at her, "okay, truth is, I'm looking for a tribe to ally myself with. That's why I was lurking close to your tribe, as it seemed the most dangerous. But I have seen enough of your injured people to know you need help. While you might be strong, you're still a leader, so you can't act carelessly and leave an opening for vultures to swoop in and prey on your land. So I think we should make an agreement that will benefit both of us."
The Queen looked down at me with a piercing gaze, very Queenly. I just marvelled at how very catlike her eyes were, an eerie green with slitted pupils.
She suddenly stepped down from her throne and walked toward me. I was slightly taller than her, but that didn't stop her from being intimidating.
"You're an intruder with a questionable background, yet you think I'll allow you to ally with us?"
I tilted my head, "I'm not really interested in allying with your tribe per se, just you."
She raised an eyebrow, "me? Why?"
"You're just cute, and like I said, I want to eat you up, make you mine and be yours."
A slight blush appeared on her cheeks, but she made sure to keep an impassive expression. But her scent, just like before, gave her away.
She was nervous, conflicted, but mostly suspicious. It seems she couldn't get a proper read on me.
"Something isn't right with you. I don't know what, but your scent is that of a rotten corpse."
"Yeah I know I'm cute, but seriously though, I want you and I'm going to get you. So for now, I'm going to help your village with nothing in return but hopefully your trust. How about it?"
She took a step closer to me, "and how would you help us?"
Got you.
"By giving heavenly massages to all the ladies of your tribe of course."
I was expecting frustration and a nasty comment, but what I got was a punch to the gut, and suddenly I was outside. I looked up at the blue sky in disbelief; I'm a zombie so I didn't feel any pain, but fuck was that one hell of a punch. I just hope everything is functioning.
I sat up and looked through the hole from her hut and saw her looking at me, her eyes glowing menacingly. She was pissed, rightly so.
I got up and looked down at myself, shit I forgot I was still naked. I then breathed in and exhaled and walked back inside the hut through the hole.
"Okay, that was a bad joke. There wasn't any need to punch me though."
She didn't reply.
*Sigh*
I guess time for jokes is over.
"Give me three of your best D-rank, and I'll utterly destroy your enemy that's been giving you a hard time."
Her eyes widened slightly and a very twisted smile curved at her lips, "Is that so?"