Ghost Of Culture

It is obvious from the fact that my name is clearly imprinted in front of the tag.

The h.e.l.l!?

When did Zephyr grab it off me? I mean, when did I even have one? Oh right. Everyone has one under the j.a.panese Schooling System. c.r.a.ppy j.a.panese Schooling System.

The United States has it, but in the form of a Student Identification Card (Student ID). Sorry, but it has been a while since I was in school, so these things kind of slip my mind.

Also, I cannot see her thought bubble. I could see them on Alice, Sophia, Mary, Julia and so on. I think that is an indication that she is a player like me. Or maybe something else.

"Ghostly Ghost is a strange name for this setting. You are a player, right?"

Zephyr questions before flicking the nametag at me. It spins along the air, pa.s.ses me around the neck, and then pieces the wall behind me like a f.u.c.king flying dagger.

Does she expect me to catch it!?

f.u.c.k off! I would lose my hand if I did that. I want to keep my hand thank you very much. It has served me well for over two decades, allowing me to paint people with my ectoplasm. Hah!

"Not revealing your ability? I actually do not mind if you know mine, and you will have to show yours."

Zephyr comments as ice begins to form in the hallway. The temperature drops sharply, and I begin to s.h.i.+ver. Misty breath escapes my purplish lips and ice particles form on my brow.

It is so f.u.c.king cold.

Like f.u.c.king cold!

This is what it feels like to stand in the middle of the artic, utterly naked.

Unholy s.h.i.+t! Stop or I will actually die. I try to tell her, but no word manages to come from my throat, my utterly frozen throne. She just turns me into a popsicle. Literally.

"Why aren"t you fighting back or defending yourself, Ghostly? Are you looking down at me?"

Zephyr questions. h.e.l.l no. I am not looking down at her. That is because I have no offensive ability. No dependable offensive ability anyway.

I could blast her with a load of my spiritual energy, but I have to get close enough for it to be effective.

But I am currently frozen in an ice block. What should I do? What should I do? If only there is a way to break out of it. If only I am stronger. Oh wait. I do have some Attribute Points (AP) left.

Eh? I have 30AP? Didn"t I use 5 on Richard and 10 on Harry? That means I should have 15 AP left. This is not the time to think about that.

I immediately put 10 points into Strength, boosting my Strength from 5 to 15. I just go from a normal person to a super strong body builder.

With the 15 Strength at my disposal, I can finally move my hand despite being frozen in an ice block. I put more points into Strength, just so it is easier. Seems like the most important thing right now.

It is sitting nicely at cool 20. 20 Strength is probably way more than enough.

And with every ounce of strength, I break out of the ice block, surprising Zephyr. At least a little bit.

"Wait a second. There is no need for us to fight. This is not a Battle Royale."

I tell Zephyr before doing something stupid like charging up to her to punch her light out. She probably is the same level as me, but most of her points go into her Speed, making her incredibly fast.

If that is the case, I would never able to hit her, meaning my Strength is pretty much useless.

Not only that, her ability to turn me into an ice cube any time she wants give her an advantage. She is not an opponent that I can defeat let alone kill.

"How are you still able to move around when your body is dead? Is that due to your power? Somehow allowing you animate a corpse? Can you still move around if I chop you up?"

Zephyr questions before her hands cover in ice. The ice then elongates and spreads outwards, forming an ice blade of sort. The edge of the blade is extremely sharp from the way light is glittering off it.

I am the one who is surprised now. I am dead? She kills me!? Wait. What? Why am I still alive? Eh. No time to think about that. I dump the rest of my points into Speed, giving 17 Speed in total.

But it feels more like 12 Speed simply due to the whole hallway is frozen.

Regardless, the higher speed allows me to barely dodge her slash, but she still manages to cut me due to her reach. I did not bleed though since it is so f.u.c.king cold. Still, it hurts a lot. Like a lot.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Zephyr follows up, surging at me and trying to severe my head with her weapon.

Her attempt to decapitate me forces me to jump back repeatedly before hitting against the wall.

Ah s.h.i.+t!

With my back now against the wall, there is really nowhere else left to run to. I did the next best thing in this situation, and that is evicting my ghostly a.s.s from my body to run away.

Running away to fight another day.

My body immediately collapses into a heap, dodging the horizontal slash that wants to claim my head.

Zephyr is about to slash down, slicing my body in half, but I punch her with my ghostly fist.

It is out of reflex because I really do not want her to dice up my body. My precious body.

And to my surprise, my fist connects, sending her tumbling to the side. She is utterly shocked at being punched and immediately scans around to see what had punched her.

I did, and I am just floating there, looking at her in shock too. That has never happened before. I mean, punching someone. I mean touching someone. I have tried plenty of time. Great Maker. I have tried!

Seriously, I did not know that I can punch someone as a ghost. If I could touch Zephyr, can I also touch things too? I can! Unholy s.h.i.+t! I can! f.u.c.king awesome!

Things like shoes immediately go flying at Zephyr, causing her to defend herself. She dices them all up before charging at me. I could barely make her out due to my Perception being so low, but I can react fast enough to evade her.

And her follow ups miss me completely. She is slas.h.i.+ng at nothing, telling me that she cannot actually see me. She can guess where I am due to my own action. Basically, she is reacting to me.

Cool. That opens a lot of options.

Her weapon can still hurt me though, draining my SP. I rather not waste SP pointlessly.

To that end, I hover behind her and pick up a huge vase. I immediately bash her over the head with it, knocking her out. She groans on the floor in pain, but that just make me bash her again.

The third time knocks her out. d.a.m.n her head is thick, and please don"t tell anyone about me beating up a girl. That is so uncool.

I exhale deeply before floating back to my body and inhabiting it again. With a groan myself, I pull up from the floor and check my uniform. It is slashed to h.e.l.l by Zephyr in her attempt to kill me. Time to return the favor.

With her weapon, which is so f.u.c.king cold in my palm, I slash up her school uniform, revealing all that she has beneath. Milky skin beneath. Awesome. Hah!

Is this rape? I mean she did try to kill me, so I can rape her right? It is called self-defense. And besides, no one is here at the moment.

b.o.o.boob.o.o.b.o.o.b.s. Just kidding, I will settle for some molestation instead. I don"t stick my d.i.c.k in crazy, at least unconscious crazy.

"Seriously, dude? You do know that is rape, right?"

Questions the sleepy guy standing at the doorway. More like leaning against the doorway, using it like a vertical bed. He is also in his pajama instead of school uniform. How long has he been there?

"Nothing to see here, buddy."

I comment, activating Harry"s ability despite not possessing Harry at the moment. I also have Parental Guidance from Richard, but it is probably useless because I do not have any children.

"Sure thing. Like that is going to work on me. Anyway, if you going to do that, at least do it somewhere private."

The guy comments before dragging himself across the damaged hallway, apparently heading to cla.s.s, as demonstrate by the backpack being dragged behind him with a rope tied to his wrist.

"By the way, the name is Kira. If you want to team up with me for this Conquest, you should know that I will do like none of the works."

Kira yawns before shuffling his messy hair and head down the hallway. From that alone, he is also one of the players, but he is not as aggressive as Zephyr, who tries to murder me.

Before I could turn my attention back to Zephyr, screams erupt. Several girls who are running late saw what happen.

"Eh? I can explain. Actually, Nothing to See Here!"

The ability works as intended, but there are more people coming in, so I just bolt out of there. At least, I get to fondle her a.s.s a little. That isn"t nearly enough, but better than nothing.

I run down the hallway, heading towards my cla.s.sroom, finding it at the end of the hall. Most cla.s.ses have already started, but mine hasn"t.

Everyone looks at me when I enter the room, but that is probably because of my tattered clothes. My wounds are starting to bleed now, and it is f.u.c.king sting.

"Sorry, I am late. I run into a crazy ice b.i.t.c.h in the hallway."

I apologize, not really sure why I did that. The teacher isn"t even there, so there is actually no point in doing so.

It is on reflex, I think. It seems that I am settling back to my original body and my original life.

Ah, my humble c.r.a.ppy young self. I hate that so much. I have changed like a ton over the two decades as a disembodied ghost. For example, I am way more perverted now. Hah!

"Crazy ice b.i.t.c.h?"

One of them questions.

"He means Zephyr. As expected from Wrathful Champion, always trying to pick a fight with everyone."

Kira speaks up at the back of the room. Where did he get the pillow from? And this is a cla.s.sroom, not his house. Seriously.

A few people in the room chuckles while the rest are confused. Those that get the comment are likely players. Those that did not are probably NPC. I mean normal people that exists in this setting.

I can count like 5 in total, include Kira. 6 if I include Zephyr.

One more is missing since there are about 8 in total.

That is a lot of people with powers running around. What are their levels though?

Zephyr is the same level as me, but most of her points are in Speed, thus allowing me to knock her out pretty easily, as long as I manage to catch her off guard.

Speed is good, having high Strength brings toughness, so it is not entirely bad.

That said, Speed is actually better for the long game but dumping everything into Speed is a bad idea.

Balance built is pretty bad too. Specializing in something is much better. Not really sure what yet, but I will think about it. Maybe Strength since being a ghost is kind of cheat at the moment.

Anyway, I take a seat at an empty table, somewhat far away from everyone since I do not want to get stabbed during cla.s.s. I mean, that would suck right.

I finally take a breather and try to patch up my wounds in any way that I could.

It is pretty hard cause Zephyr did a number on me. Good thing that I cannot really die, as I have already died. That is pretty awesome. Makes thing a lot more easier for me.

"Didn"t you bring any healing potions?"

The girl in front of me speaks up as she turns around. Her voice is low enough for others to not notice, but some do pay attention because they have keen hearing. Probably.

"Healing potions?"

I question, making myself looks stupid.

"You attempt Conquest without any healing potions? Are you trying to get an Achievement?"

The girl questions. She is like the most plainest girl I have ever seen. If she stands in a crowd, it would be pretty hard to notice her due to her normal facial features and body statures.

"Yeah. I thought it was going to be a breeze but didn"t expect to run into a Wrathful Champion. Pretty stupid of me huh, but hey, do you have one, a healing potion? I will pay you back later."

I bulls.h.i.+t. It is one of my superpowers. Hah!

The girl produces a vial filled with red liquids from thin air and pa.s.ses it to me. She had probably taken it out from her inventory. I put it into my inventory to see if it is actually a health potion.

Not going to drink poisons or take her words on it. Killing everyone is an option, but everyone isn"t as murderous as Zephyr because that would cause one h.e.l.l of a mess.

Before I could drink the poison and restore my vitality, another person enters the cla.s.sroom.

This person immediately causes all of the players to look at him. Is it another player? I a.s.sume so due to the amount of attention that he is getting. He is like the plainest person ever as well.

"That is the protagonist? Why do a n.o.body like him becomes a protagonist in these kinds of setting?"

The girl in front of me questions. Eh? So that is the protagonist of the story. I didn"t even know. As for her question, I already know. It is a j.a.panese manga. That is why.

Now, who are the heroines? The one that I need to f.u.c.k. I mean the hero of this story to hook up and f.u.c.k. Honestly, I could be the hero of this story if I possess the protagonist, but meh, I like my awesome body better.

It is my body.

Everyone seems to know who the heroines of the story are, as they aren"t looking around like me.

Am I the only one who didn"t read this manga? f.u.c.k. I mess up big time, huh. Oh well, I guess it is time to leech off the others. Zephyr is too dangerous to team up with. Kira is a lazy a.s.s due to being Slothful Champion or something.

I do not know the other players. Hey. Wait a second. There is someone who is very helpful. The same person who had gave me a health potion.

"Hey. Um. Want to team up?"

I question. In retrospect, I should have asked her for her name. Well. Time to do that then. It is better late than never, I guess.

"Nope. The chance of winning is higher with me alone."

She rejects straight away, making me pout.

d.a.m.n. Being rejected really hurts, and what the h.e.l.l does she mean by that? I am dragging her down!?