All Chapters of From Weakest to Building a System That Made the World a Game: Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
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Chapter 11: Lantern In the Dark
Daniel's breath rasped in the darkness. Each inhale scratched his throat, each exhale shook with a tremor he couldn't quite steady. His ribs burned where the feral's claws had raked across them, every movement sending a ripple of pain through his side.The ruin felt oppressive with Daniel still on his own. Only the faint drip of water somewhere deep in the broken structure gave the illusion that time still moved forward. Otherwise, the world felt like it had stopped.Daniel pressed a hand to his side. His palm came away sticky with blood. His sleeve was already shredded, the cloth soaked and useless. With a hiss through clenched teeth, he tore another strip from the edge of his shirt and wrapped it tight around his torso.The coarse fabric chafed against the wound, sending a sharp sting through his side. He tied it off, then leaned back against the cracked wall, his body shivering with the aftershock.He couldn't stay here. The ruin wasn't safe, and this spot was worse. With his blood
Last Updated : 2025-09-10
Chapter 12: Predator in the Dark
Dust billowed through the corridor, shaken loose by the weight of the thing that had just landed. Stone cracked beneath its bulk, fragments skittering across the floor as Daniel staggered back, ribs screaming with every breath.Twin coals burned in the dark. Set in the skull of something far too big to be a feral.Daniel tightened his grip on the rust-eaten blade. His arms shook from strain, his breath shallow. He angled the weapon low, the way his instructors had taught him for beasts that charged headfirst. But no lesson had prepared him for this.The overlay flickered faintly at the edge of his vision.[System Online] [Name: Daniel] [Status: Fatigue (High), Bleeding, Strain] [Log: Hostile Presence Detected] [Command: Awaiting Input] The letters shook, unstable, as if the System itself faltered at what crouched in the dark.The predator moved.Not the frantic rush of a feral. This one stalked forward in measured steps, claws scraping along the floor like blades dragged across g
Last Updated : 2025-09-10