Death Leveling Chapter 49

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The perspective of a certain floating man:

There are some feelings in this world that you never think of… because why would you? Why would you think about feelings that are so unthinkable that you would never even attempt to picture them?

Feelings like that exist, all over—but they would never cross your mind for a moment, because you know for a fact you would never feel them.

Sometimes, you knew you would never run into them because of vows—like being inebriated, because you would never drink in your lifetime.

But other times, because they simply deny physics.

And currently, I was in a situation that denied physics.

Because I was floating with my face submerged in the water—and I had been in this position for over a day now, without any air in my lungs…

Yet, I was alive.

How do you picture this feeling?—drowning yet not dying from it?

I didn’t feel pain—yet my lungs were boiling.

I kept hearing someone talk—I couldn’t hear them properly, as my ears were also submerged in the water.

Couldn’t tell what time it was… but the lake was getting dark yet again—it must’ve been evening, therefore, right?—no other possibility.

Then, I felt someone’s hands on me—and they turned me around.

“AAAAAAhhhhh…!!”

Began coughing water and painstakingly breathing… still afloat the lake.

“Fu…zzy…” I whispered without any energy.

“How long do you plan to bathe, buddy?—all day like you have a crotch instead of a dick?”

“Shut…”

I slanted my head to the side, just barely because that was all I could do here—and there he was, sitting on his knees and spectating me.

“…up.”

“Come onnnnn!! It’s time to swim up to the grim surface, don’t you think!!” this time his tone was commanding and loud.

“Who’re you!!”

He replied instantaneously, “don’t call me a whore!!”

Closed my eyes while still having a coughing fit, heavily breathing and mustering my strength from the bottom of my being.

“I asked… WHO ARE YOU!!”

He palmed his head, tilting it and glaring at me.

“Don’t tell me you forgot who I am, big brother.”

My body had smoke coming out of it—all my wounds were burning up, as if I’m regenerating.

“Right…”

Upon letting that out, my head went to the heavens—sun was about to leave the sky.

“You know, Shao is worried sick about you—did you think about her at all before leisurely soaking in this lake for the whole day?”

“Stop…!! With yer bullshit, I’m just sobering up, ya sick fuck…!!”

Snark proceeded to carry every word coming out of his mouth…

“Sick fuck?! Isn’t that you, big brother?!”

I can’t feel my fucking heart…!! This feels so fucking weird… fuck this fuck…!!

“What are you… even doing here?” the volume of my voice slightly decreased this time.

“Waiting for you, what else?!”

“What’s with your flippant attitude—since when are’ya such a bitch, care to explain?!”

He wiggled his head to both sides playfully and then replied, “ehhhrmmm… I wonder!! But anyway, ya need help gettin’—”

“I’ll get out on my own…!! And then fuck ya in the ass.”

Immediately, he stood up and yelled, “scaryyy!! Is it time to run?!”

With my arms still scarred, one palm gone entirely, I began fighting to swim as my head kept sinking beneath the water.

“Yer— ass— bette— wait— for— me!!”

My head kept slipping beneath the lake’s surface as I desperately struggled to stay afloat

Then… the fuck ran away…!!

“Baaaaaaaiii!!” he shouted with his back turned towards me.

Finally reached the ground and… it was a fucking globe of mud!!

“Fu— fuck!!”

Started sinking into it…!!

“Miss me with this queer shit… AAAHHHHH…!!”

My arms flapped repeatedly, struggling through the mud… all my wounds becoming sullied by the dirt in the process…

Didn’t notice it until now, but I didn’t have any fucking feet… fucking feet…!!

“WHERE ARE MY FUCKIN’ FEET, MOTHERFUCKER…!!”

And then finally… got on the grass and lied down facing the sky.

Air continuously hitting my lungs… fucking finally!

“Can’t believe that bastard ran on me…” I let out softly… with no anger in my voice.

Shit… I can’t tell what the fuck even happened…

My memory’s so fragmented…

“At least I’m alive…” sighed upon saying that… I was feeling relieved…

Until…

“WAIT…!! MY COCK…!!”

Instantly my eyes went on my crotch and…

“It’s there… ah…”

A gush of pleasure akin to a catharsis went over me.

Maybe, God is real after all.

Must’ve been Bread’s prayers for me.

I’m hungry as shit though… I need to get my hands on something.

My eyes skimmed over the area and…

…a bush with berries!!

Slowly and painfully, I pulled my body towards it…

Took a good five minutes to get there…

Used my left hand—which had no fingers—to pull my body upwards, then using my mouth I swallowed the berries one by one.

And then just minutes after…

“F— fuck…”

Were they poisonous?!—did I just eat poisonous berries?!

Began aggressively throwing up and yet again coughing…

I had no strength and my head was lying flat on the grass, so the vomit was rubbing onto my head.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!!”

What did I do to deserve all of this?! Bread better fucking explain in detail or I’m kickin’ his ass to the moon!!

Hours and hours passed… I kept lying on the grass and gradually healing.

Finally, I managed to stand up.

What’s wrong with my body? I thought to myself as my palm hardened—what the shit was that?!

My right palm was already intact, but its fingers were still healing.

Regardless, I raised my hands into a fighting stance—eyes disfiguring into something ominous and animalistic.

I walked up to a tree and…

“Fists were made for punching!!”

Punched the tree with my hardened, fingerless right hand…

It couldn’t withstand the force, its upper half instantly exploded into fragments that were hurled outward at immense speed, tearing through everything in their path…!!

I raised my hand and then yelled…

“What the fuck happened to me?!”

“What the shit is this?!”

I began hysterically laughing and grinning…

“What the fuck am I…?!”

Then abruptly, my eyes locked towards the town with a smirk befitting a heinous fiend.

I was reborn.

“And my name’s Zel, motherfuckers…!!”