Chapter 4: The Fiction Part 2
As soon as the battle timer hit zero, I found myself face-to-face with none other than Coco La, the infamous underworld criminal who had apparently been dead for three years. Dead, but not gone, clearly. Standing there with his glowing, spectral body and smirking skull face, he looked more like a discount Halloween decoration than the "biggest criminal" the underworld had ever seen.
"Well, well," Coco La sneered, his voice echoing like a broken sound system. "The system sent me a snack. How thoughtful."
I glanced down at the sword that had magically appeared in my hands, gleaming and humming with some sort of ethereal energy. "Alright, Coco," I said, gripping the sword tightly. "You've had three years of rest. Let me give you an eternal vacation!"
Coco cackled, the sound rattling like chains being dragged across stone. "You think you can handle me? I'm the Coco La! I've fought armies, escaped prisons, and—"
"Got caught and died anyway," I interrupted, rolling my eyes. "Real impressive track record there, buddy."
That shut him up. His skull face twisted into what I assumed was anger, and he lunged at me with ghostly claws. I barely managed to dodge, stumbling to the side like a drunk penguin.
"Alright, focus," I muttered to myself, raising the sword. "Just one little ghost fight. How hard can this be?"
Coco didn't give me time to answer. He rushed again, claws slashing through the air. I swung the sword wildly—honestly, it was more flailing than fighting—but somehow, the blade connected with his arm.
"Ha!" I shouted triumphantly as his arm dissolved into wisps of smoke. "Take that, spooky!"
Coco roared, more annoyed than hurt. "You dare?! I'm going to rip you apart and use your bones as toothpicks!"
"Gross and weirdly specific," I muttered, stepping back as he launched into another attack. This time, I was ready. Sort of. I ducked, swung the sword again, and managed to slice off one of his legs.
Coco wobbled, floating awkwardly with just one leg. "You think this will stop me? I'm Coco La! I'm—"
I didn't let him finish. Something in me snapped. Maybe it was the stress of the quest, or the absurdity of the situation, but I just ran at him screaming like a maniac, flailing the sword in every direction. "Die again, Coco! DIE AGAIN!"
The sword connected with his neck, and with a dramatic burst of light, Coco's head flew off, spinning through the air like a haunted bowling ball. His body disintegrated into mist, leaving only his head on the ground, looking up at me with a stunned expression.
"That…wasn't fair…" Coco wheezed before his head puffed out of existence.
I stood there panting, staring at where Coco had been. "Did…did I win?"
The system screen popped up in front of me.
Quest Cleared!
Wait, what? Cleared? I looked around, expecting more ghosts to appear. "What about the other 99 souls? I thought I had to fight a hundred of these things!"
The system chimed cheerfully: Due to a server error, the requirement was adjusted to 1 soul. Congratulations!
I blinked. "Are you kidding me? A SERVER ERROR?! You mean I stressed out, almost died, and fought the world's worst Halloween costume for NOTHING?!"
The sword vanished from my hands, and I just stood there, laughing hysterically in disbelief. "Of course. Of course, it's a server error. My entire life is a glitch in the system. Why wouldn't this quest be, too?"
As I walked away, still laughing like a lunatic, I swore I heard Coco's voice faintly whisper, "You're still a snack…"
I shivered. "Yeah, no thanks. I'm logging out of this nonsense as soon as I can."
Hidden Quest :
1. Slay 100 souls of deads (which attack you) Completed
2. Slay a head of a soul Completed
3. Locked
^ Battle starts in two minutes
^ Soul Hunter Sword will be given to slay
Error : Unknown, Cleared due to lack to data.
The new floating screen appeard-
Reward is being Calculated.
Then again with in a second it changed and popped up. The rewards were -