Authers note: Hi I'm a bit new writing. I hope we can work to gether to make this a good story. please leave constructive critisism. Enjoy.

  What is this sensation? It's so worm and wet. It feals so nice.

  A young boy colapsed on to two other dead bodies. A large knife wound on his chest.

  " It's nothing personal kid. I just can't leave witnesses. If that whor hadn't yelled this would have never happened." The man with the knife said sorrow filling his voice.

  The boy gazed at the crimson liquid that slowly started to seep towards him.

  - so beautiful.

  with this thought he died.

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  - Wake up my child. You have work to do.

  - I don't wan't to

  - I SAID TO WAKE THE FUCK UP

  -Fine

  The young boy or should I say half skeleton tried to sit up but hit his head on something made of wood.

  -ow. Mr. voice what is this.

  -A coffin you fucking idiot. what did you expect climbing out of the grave to be easy. Start digging.

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  - I'd say you already are.

  The boy remarked as he began to dig.

  -Qhat was that?

  - Nothing sir.

  the boy tried to say but only a weird groan came out.

  It took the boy nearly an hour to escape the grave. While being incouraged with phrases like " Move your ass " and " do you wan't me to deanimate you"

  The boy slowly pulled himsulf out of the grave. his frail arms creaking from the presure,

  The child surfaced just after sunset. he was in a small graveyard with about two dozen headstones. Some for more then one person. On the edge of the graveyard there was a small ornate stone mausoleum.

  -Finally. Now eat all the corpses here.

  - whaaat?

  -I said eat the fucking corpses. do you only respond to messeges.

  -Fine

  The undead child slowly began to dig up and eat the corpses ignoring the ocasonal message. By the time the boy had finished all of the normal graves the sun started to come up.

  - OW. That hurts.

  The boy writhed in pain as the light touched him.

  -Quickly get in the mausoleum

  -Okay

  the boy shuffled quickly towards the ornate mausoleum. after a short strugle he managed to pry open the stone dore bbut lost a finger in the prosess.

  -Look kid. I won't be able to talk to you for much longer. if you want to live eat and grow stronger. I might send a quest or two your way if you end up being useful just beware the c...

  -Beware what.

  The boy sat there for a few minutes wating for a responce but never got one. He wuickly stood up and started to rip chuncks of flesh off the two bodies and shove them into his mouth. The courpses wern't particularly good but they wern't horrible. they just seemed a bit stale.

  The childs body twisted and contorted as new flesh replased what was missing. His eyes turned a deep black. His few hissing bones seemed to rematerialize. After recovering from his evolution the newly born ghoul tried to figure out what to do with his newly aquired points.

  I'll need to be strong, and what about being smart that would help. I don't know what to do. somthing like this maby.

  Authers corner- Please let me know in the coments what class he should have. you can pick from Warrior, Rouge, or Mage. Also pick a weapon. No requirments as long as it is not mechonized or odimated. gunz ar no fun. Hope you enjoyed. I'll write the next chapter once I have at least ten veiws.