Drenched in steaming water, a man materialized in the middle of a grassy plain. He was completely naked, with a foamy white substance in his short black hair.

After a few moments, he muttered “Okay then… That was weird. Hmmm~ probably aliens? Well, I could just be dreaming, or dead, but somehow, this place feels kinda… different? Maybe I was abducted, or fell through some sort of trans-dimensional portal, heh. Sigh, they could have at least waited until I was finished though.”

As soap leaked into his eyes, he shouted “Ow-ow-ow, shit! Damn it! Gah, oi, whoever brought me here! Couldn’t you have waited until ‘after’ I got out of the fucking shower!?”

Unbeknownst to the mysterious, twenty-three year old Human, a small yet ferocious predator stealthily approached. Before he even had a chance to react, the fluffy white rabbit, with blood-thirsty bright-red eyes, leapt into the air and headbutted his lower-spine.

Strangely enough, the relatively muscular man was launched a few meters forward by the attack. The large green ‘health-bar’ appearing above his head was nearly emptied. His ‘HP’ was only at 3/10, and the words ‘partial-paralysis’ suddenly appeared in neon-orange, next to the pitch-black name “Michael”.

On that man’s lower-back, was a huge, dark-red bruise, which seemed to be internally bleeding quite a bit. Since he was unable to remove the soap from his eyes, there was also a ‘blinded’ debuff as well.

As the blood pooled in his abdomen from his broken spine and ruptured internal organs, he lost another point of health. However, even under such excruciating pain and discomfort, he was surprisingly calm and only groaned a few times, before promptly dying.

The mostly intact pale-skinned corpse was immediately surrounded by five small white-rabbits. Each of them became dyed a deep crimson from the carnage. Once there were only shattered bones, clumps of hair hair, broken nails, and a few chunks of uneaten flesh, a small, inconspicuous obsidian pearl was remaining.

Thus, the bloodthirsty creatures continued to slaughter each-other, until only the strongest remained. Out of the five ravenous beasts, only the one who killed Michael was able to consume his ‘mana-core’ and evolve. When the severely wounded rabbit swallowed the mysterious gem, its body swelled to at least twice its previous size and a large spiral horn erupted from its forehead.

Even though it was on the verge of death before that moment, with only 1/5 health remaining, the HP swiftly jumped up to 5/10. Once it completely devoured its former comrades’ mana-cores, a bright white light descended upon it, and a loud ringing noise resounded in the surroundings. Next to the generic name “Horned Rabbit” was the number two, signifying that it had ‘leveled-up’ and all of its health-points were instantly filled, while also increasing to fifteen.

A disembodied spirit in the shape of a tiny pitched-black will-o’-the-wisp, was quietly observing the entire scene. It eventually started laughing hysterically. When the creature scampered off into the distance, a completely naked level-one human man materialized, standing on the blood-soaked ground.

This time Michael didn’t have soap in his hair or water on his deathly-pale skin, but strangely enough, he was actually grinning widely. After stretching his newly formed body, he started talking to himself. “I wonder if this is a virtual-reality game? Sigh~, those bunnies were so adorable… Even if they are slightly dangerous. Well, I still think it’s probably aliens, or maybe my whole fucking life until now has just been inside of a VR. Hmmm, I mean, it’s not like I really had that many attachments. It figures though, I finally start making some money and I get abducted into a different reality, hahahaha~!”

While laughing maniacally, he had once again drawn the ire of a small white rabbit. This time however, he could hear it crawling through the thick, knee-high green grass. Yet, when he turned around, his reflexes weren’t fast enough to alter his fate.

Michael was only five and a half feet tall, so the little critter was able to leap all the way up to his chest and perform a powerful headbutt. His sternum snapped and the concussive force had immediately stopped his heart. A huge, bright red number appeared above his head, as his entire health-pool was instantly drained to negative three. It was a deadly strike, causing triple the normal amount of damage. The rabbit directly dug the mana-core out of the corpse’ skull and evolved before any of the others had a chance to attack it.

That pitch-black wisp sighed dramatically, muttering “What’s up with this hardcore difficulty? Actually, why the fuck are these bunnies spawn-camping me? I haven’t seen anyone else suddenly appear in this field, so is it just me? Hmmm~, normally, wouldn’t the player start out in a town or village of some sort? Hell, if this was a damn hero-summoning story, ugh… Actually, I would rather get repeatedly murdered by these adorable rodents, then have to deal with that kinda drama.”

He appeared to be the type of person who talked to himself, a lot. When Michael’s human body was reformed for the third time, he had finally decided to be quiet and only softly grumbled “Ew~?” Then he looked down at his feet, which were standing inside of his former chest.

Unlike the previous pack of rabid rodents, the one who insta-killed him left without devouring his corpse. As he started walking in the opposite direction from where the two horned rabbits had gone, he mumbled “Well, if I ever get hungry and can’t find anything to eat, heh-heh…” There was nothing but grassy hills everywhere he looked, so there was no real difference to him.

He had guessed that the more powerful creatures would probably go to a place that fit their level and rank. It wasn’t hard for him to notice that next to the number by their name, there was also a letter. Before the rabbits had evolved, there was a ‘G’ and afterwards, it had changed to ‘F’. He assumed that eating the mana-core would either boost experience or increase the base stats, depending on the relative ranks and levels.

However, in order to test out that theory and lessen his chance continually being insta-killed, he needed to find one of those tiny critters. Michael could hear them crawling around in the grass, but they kept their distance and didn’t let him get too close. He snickered, whispering “So they act like normal bunnies when you’re trying to kill them, but the moment you drop your guard…”

Then he purposefully looked up at the cloudy sky, which tempted one of the less cautious ones to jump towards his stomach. Before it could reach his body, he move to the left and then grabbed both of its ears with his left hand. His vice-like grip crushed the fluffy ears so badly that the creature received two points of damage.

It released a horrible screeching noise and he suddenly acquired a ‘stunned’ debuff, which made his head feel like it was going to explode. Fortunately, the duration wasn’t very long, and the other rabbits that would have taken that opportunity to attack him, were also hit by the ‘AoE’ crowd-control ability.

Michael sighed at the squirming and helpless little bunny, then muttered “Sorry, but it’s your own damn fault for trying to kill me. Ugh, gross...” as he used his left hand to break its neck.

The eyes bulged out and blood squirted from its tiny nostrils, as a huge bright-red seven appeared above its head. He couldn’t help but curse “For fuck’s sake, gory games are a lot more fun when you don’t have to touch, feel, and smell them! Whoever designed this shit, really shouldn’t have put so much detail into it... Why does a stun have to include actual mind-numbing agony anyway?”

He sighed dramatically, as he saw something pop-up in the corner of his vision. Michael had received a tenth of the experience needed for him to level-up from simply killing it. While grimacing, he used both of his hands to crush and twist the rabbit’s head until it made a terrible popping noise: Splattering blood and brain-matter all over his face and chest.

After dropping the carcass into the tall-grass, he looked at the meaty paste and bones in his right palm. He had to pick through it until he could find an unreasonably small, transparent bead. Michael gagged a few times, before quickly tossing it into his mouth. Then he immediately swallowed it, while trying to spit out the fur that had rubbed off of the mana-core and attached to his tongue.

The naked man assumed that there was a fifty-percent chance that he would either die, or receive a minor experience-boost. If he wasn’t completely certain of his apparent immortality, he probably wouldn’t have so casually tested his theory.

After a few seconds of waiting, while being vigilant of his surroundings, a big holographic screen popped up in front of his face. It was a notification which read “Stats have increased after digesting a level-one, rank ‘G’ White Rabbit’s mana-core: +.1 Aura, +.5 Agility.”

[Player Information

Name: Michael
Titles: The Nudist, The Noob
Level: 1
Experience: 1/10
Age: Adult
Race: Human
Rank: F
Class: None
Specialization: None
Profession: Unemployed]

[Stats

Health: 10/10
Mana: 15/15
Stamina: 4/5
Mana Regen per minute: 20
Health Regen per hour: 10

Strength: 3
Vitality: 1
Endurance: 1
Dexterity: 3
Agility: 1.5
Intelligence: 3
Wisdom: 2
Perception: 1
Charisma: 1
Willpower: 7
Luck: 7
Aura: 1.1
Attack Rating: 15
Defense Rating: .5]