Chapter 2: Chapter 2: The Otherworlder and The Flip of a Coin (2)

The coin soared in the air. It spun end to end, reflecting the glint of the sun with every spin and then shunning it away with every other.

 

The girl in front of the Otherworlder was distraught. Unable to understand what he was doing, the girl struggled against the armored zombie knight. Yet, she couldn't look away from the coin.

 

The world seemed to have stopped as only the flipping coin remained in the Otherworlder's eyes. The randomness that would decide his actions, the randomness that would decide the girl's fate, the randomness that would set the future in stone.

 

Only that randomness existed in his gaze.

 

The girl's struggle deepened as the zombie knight pressed harder.

 

The coin began its descent. Two, three, one inch.

 

It pushed down on her, its teeth just nigh off her neck.

 

"AHH!—"

 

"—You're in luck, lady."

 

The Otherworlder lunged ahead and kicked the zombie knight's head. His foot fit rammed into the dent and sent the damned undead rolling on the ground.

 

"GRAH!" The zombie knight smacked its back against a trash can as the young girl scrambled upright and crawled towards the Otherworlder. Sweat dripped from her head as she hurried up to her feet and stood behind him.

 

"Thank you, thank you," she said, leaning against his back while peeking at the zombie. Afraid to get her attention the infernal scent exuding from him, the Otherworlder only nodded in response.

 

The girl took the Otherworlder's curt response as a sign of his annoyance and tried to calm her ragged breathing, she placed a hand on her chest and let more of her weight on him. Little did she know, the sudden movements had colored the Otherworlder's face purple as the contents of his stomach shot up once more.

 

A scuttling sound spread out as the zombie knight stood up. Its madder eyes scuttled about. At the dirty walls, the bloodied ground, and then, back at the girl.

 

Trembling, the girl stepped away from the Otherworlder, almost as if leaving the enemy to him.

 

"GRAHH!"

 

The zombie knight roared. Its feet slammed against the ground, it passed over the alley and ignored the Otherworlder, running right toward the girl.

 

"Aaah! Why me?!" the girl screamed as she stuck to the Otherworlder's back.

 

'Why indeed?' The Otherworlder thought. Was it because of the stench coming from him? Was he really being disrespected by a filthy undead? Whatever it was, it worked well for him.

 

The zombie knight pounced on the girl, but the Otherworlder intercepted its charge. Going arm against arm with the zombie, the Otherworlder exercised all his lacking muscle strength to keep the zombie at bay.

 

"Augghh, stop… shaking me…" the Otherworlder yelled while the zombie looked at him with great confusion. It sure was a troublesome situation for him, and the girl he saved surely wasn't helping by clinging to his back.

 

'Now, now. How to get out of this…' The Otherworlder's eyes scanned the surroundings as he held the zombie at bay. They were standing at the entrance of a narrow alleyway, further in, the alleyway connected to what he could guess was another alley. The buildings around mostly had their rotting organics packed in crates splaying over the alleyway. Just one window.

 

The strong zombie… It wasn't counting him as an enemy.

 

"Hey," The Otherworlder whispered to the girl. "Run over there." He gestured at the end of the alleyway with his chin.

 

The girl shouted back a loud 'Yes!' and set off immediately. Just as she set off, the Otherworlder pushed the zombie knight toward the girl.

 

"W-what!?" the girl screamed, her eyes painted with horror at her situation.

 

The zombie chased behind the girl. The girl reached the end of the alley and stopped for a split second. looking at both the sides before rushing to her left.

 

This was his chance.

 

"Follow the sound, lady!!"

 

The Otherworlder jumped on one crate and then crashed through the window to get into the house next to him. The Otherworlder held his aching head with one hand as he rushed through the house in search of weapons.

 

There were many things off in his mind. For one, in his three months in this world, he hadn't come against actually strong zombies who could live with a dent in their head. Something was strange, and he had a hint as to what it might be.

 

Regardless of his guesses, he had to deal with the zombie first, and that wasn't happening with his bare hands. Any normal zombie he could take down, but this one was too powerful. As his luck would have it though, he was pretty much invisible to the zombies. Moreover, he also had bait. He left the girl to run first and take the zombie with her while he could figure out the layout of the alleys and plan his actions accordingly.

 

The Otherworlder swept his eyes over everything in the house and moved to the next window he wanted while pocketing a few sharp things. He entered a room and picked up a chair before tossing it towards the window.

 

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The window shattered into pieces and the Otherworlder jumped through it to get to the next house. He could faintly hear the girl's scream as she followed behind the sound. She was strangely good at following instructions.

 

The Otherworlder was moving through each house with the girl—and the zombie—following right behind. He was leading it to a place where he could corner it.

 

A bag, broken glass, knives, and shortswords. He picked up everything he could use as a weapon and took them along with him as he finally reached his destination. It was the same alley with the pile of garbage he had woken up in this morning. His head and nauseousness from the hangover just increased from the godforsaken stench.

 

The girl's screams had gotten louder. Just one more turn and she would be here.

 

"AAH!"

 

The girl came up from the corner, tears glistening in her eyes.

 

"Faster!" the Otherworlder urged. The girl summoned all her strength as she ran towards the man with one hand behind his back and another in the air.

 

The zombie knight caught up.

 

"Now! Jump!"

 

"Yes!" the girl shouted and leaped towards the Otherworlder. Instead of catching her, the man stepped to his side and made her free dive into the Olympic-grade trash pool.

 

Then, the Otherworlder sharply pulled his raised hand back as the Zombie Knight got ever closer to them. Light glistened in the air, and a net of strings made from mana revealed itself. Shimmering knives, Broken legs of chairs and glass, shortswords and long ones, dozens of edged weapons, even shields of steel and stools of oak hung from the silk-like strings as if they were floating.

 

The light reflecting from the knives blinded the zombie. In a moment of carelessness, the zombie knight lost its balance as its foot fell right on the vomit soup the Otherworlder had left out a while back.

 

A crashing sound rang out as the heavy steel armor of the zombie slammed into the cobblestone roads.

 

A smile appeared on the Otherworlder's face, this was his skill, not luck at all! No way!

 

The Otherworlder maneuvered the strings to make the objects fall on the zombie knight.

 

With another loud crash and an even louder groan, the zombie knight got bombarded by all the weapons the Otherworlder had collected. The daggers tore through its flesh and the heavy items crushed its armor. Wounds riddled its body, it had not died, but the zombie couldn't move anymore.

 

The Otherworlder tiptoed close to the immobile zombie and leaned down.

 

"Grr! Grr!" Its loud groans had gotten weak enough to sound like whimpers.

 

"Hah…" The Otherworlder thought of the person that this zombie might once have been. The lustrous blonde hair that refused to lose its shine and the finely carved armor it wore would not belong to anyone. For that person to go after it, the zombie knight must have been a brave soul. "I guess, I can be kind enough to end your suffering and give you a fast death."

 

For a split second, it looked like the zombie's eyes softened in gratitude. A sharp breath and the Otherworlder's feet crashed down on the zombie knight.

 

"Graa..."

 

Unfortunately, it didn't die from just one stomp. The Otherworlder clicked his tongue and stomped again, then again, and then he jumped on its skull to finally kill the heavily wounded zombie knight.

 

The Otherworlder wiped the sweat off his brows and turned around.

 

After a beautiful dive by a strange girl, the pile of garbage splattered all over the alley. The rotting smell on him had gotten stronger just by being in the alley.

 

The Otherworlder saw the girl still laying flat on the floor. Flies danced above her and a banana peel took its throne atop her head.

 

"You better mask your smell with the garbage here. It kept me safe from the zombies," he said "I would suggest getting out of the town. It will be wiped off from the face of the world soon." A glint in the corner of his eye made the Otherworlder turn. A badge of metal laid over the greasy cobblestone, stuffed underneath some wet cardboard boxes. The Otherworlder slowly bent down to inspect it as he continued. "And also, avoid the zombie blood. It's toxic as hell, you'll die."

 

"You… are you not leaving the town then?"

 

"I am," the Otherworlder said as he flipped the badge in his hands. A shine of Prussian blue pervaded the silver glow of the metal. Beautifully intricate patterns of thorny roses and falling hyacinths were engraved on the badge, a recognizable feel. The Otherworlder was sure, this belonged to the Necromancer guild, one to a high-ranked member at that.

 

"Shouldn't you be asking me to go together, then?"

 

Looking around a little more, the Otherworlder's eyes fell on a black tome next to what seemed like bits of crushed skull. The tome, there was no way he could mistake it. It was the tome and the badge of the person he, and likely many others, had come to capture. The cause of this shit-show. Necromancer Shil.

 

With a smirk, the Otherworlder pocketed the two and stood up. With a strange stroke of luck, he had snagged the bounty. It was time to leave.

 

"No way," the Otherworlder said as he took a step ahead, going outside the alley. "The coin flip… I only asked if I should save you."

 

With those words, the Otherworlder disappeared into the town of zombies without a trace.

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