I woke up, the sun blinding me.

I was covered in leaves, grass and… bugs… ew.

“Gah! Get the hell off of me you bloody insects!”

I shouted as I stood up as quickly as I could and patted myself down.

I then noticed a glaring problem.

I have no clothes.

I… have no clothes… I’ve been running around naked for an entire day… How… how am I not dying from hypothermia?

How did the wolves not get me!?

And.. How did I not notice!?

“System… can I use the lottery, to get some clothes?”

I asked.

You can, but I would not recommend it.

“Why not?”

The chance of actually getting what you want are extremely slim.

“That is a good point… but I really need some clothes… use the lottery, system”

I said in a commanding tone.

Certainly.

Rolling

“Mithril Sword”

“Rubber Duck”

“Wooden Dagger”

“Knight”

“Steel Halberd”

“Dwarven Warhammer”

“Pet Rock”

“Twin Dragon Daggers”

“Chainmail”

“Steel Chestplate”

I ended up with… “Rags”

It was literally a bunch of rags…

“What the fuck do I do with this?”

I asked.

I suggest fashioning some of the rags into clothing and using some more to make a blanket and keeping the rest of the rags as make-shift slings and bandages.

“I- you have a point… okay, I’ll do that… but, how could I turn the rags into clothes?!”

I suggest using a sharp rock.

I stared blankly at the screen for a moment, then I got up and started looking for a sharp rock while mumbling about the annoying bluntness of the system.

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It took a while, but I finally found a rock sharp enough to cut something with.

So, I cut some of the various rags into a shirt, two pairs of pants, underwear, and socks.

“Okay… this feels kind of uncomfortable, but… it’s better than being completely naked”

I said as I started to make a blanket out of one of the rags and a pillow using a bunch of grass and some more rags… I failed at making the pillow because I didn’t have any sewing tools… but, at least I have a blanket and clothes.

“So… what do I do now?”

I asked myself.

I suggest hunting.

“Gah! Fuck, I almost forgot about you! And I’m not even hungry!”

I shouted.

*Growl*

…

“Hunting it is!”

I said as I grabbed the “Pet Rock”, some rags and a stick to make a makeshift club.

“Time to get some food!”

I said as I walked away from my… camp.

It took an hour or two, but I finally found an animal. More specifically, a rabbit.

“Well, better than nothing”

I said, as I pounced on the innocent little bunny and brutally bashed its head in.

After a few seconds, the rabbit was dead and I took the rabbit's corpse back to my “camp”.

I started a fire, put the rabbit on a few sticks above it and started to cook it.

“I don’t know much about cooking rabbit… goddamn, I hope I’m doing this correctly…”

I said to myself as I cooked the rabbit, whole.

While it was cooking, I saw a screen pop up.

11/50

50 EXP

“Wait, what?... it’s that… challenge thing… does it mean I have to kill 50 animals? Is it that easy?”

I asked myself, but I obviously got no answer.

“Well, it’s a possible theory… but, It couldn’t be that… or could it… I should test it out… after I eat”

I said as I started to eat the rabbit.

“This… isn’t as bad as I thought… not as good as I hoped…”

I muttered as I kept on eating.

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I stayed up all night thinking of possible theories on what the “challenge” is... I came up with a somewhat logical conclusion… two actually.

1: If I kill something I get a “point”

And 2: If I kill something using the “pet rock” I get a “point”

I had killed everything with the “pet rock”, so I’m going to go hunting again, but I’m not going to use the “pet rock”.

It took a few hours, but I found another rabbit, snuck up on it and snapped its neck.

I went back to camp, waited a little while and a screen popped up.

50 EXP.

I didn’t get a “point”, now I know, it’s the “pet rock” that’s doing this… good to know.

I went to sleep in comfort, that night.

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