She died on a Tuesday.
No prophecy. No glory. Just a girl with cheap headphones, walking home from her corner store shift. Then reality tore open.
Something slid through—a creature ripped from another world, part alien, part glitching anime nightmare. It smelled like burnt plastic and rotting meat. Its teeth bit through her chest, and her scream never finished.
The world didn't pause. Cars drove by. Neon advertisements flickered. She collapsed, twitching, gone from existence.
Death should've ended it.
But when her eyes opened again, they weren't human.
Her skin shimmered like rose-metal, soft pink with deadly sheen, plating her limbs and torso. Dark crimson veins pulsed under the alloy, alive. Her teeth were sharper, nails plated in rose-metal. Amber eyes glowed cold and unfeeling.
The girl was gone. A zombie bitch was born.
And she was pissed.
SYSTEM ONLINE
User: Reanimated Entity
Rank: Level 1
Status: Permanent Respawn Enabled
Abilities: Unlimited Stamina, Unlimited Magic Reserves, Unlimited Reflexes
Weapon Integration: Left Thigh – Auto-Machine Gun [Permanent]
Rules: Every Kill = +1 Level. Every Dungeon Clear = +1 Level. Every Mission Complete = +1 Level.
Cap: None
She laughed. Broken. Hollow. Like glass grinding against steel.
"Level up for killing? Permanent? Limitless?" Her lips curled into a sneer. "So all I gotta do is kill my way up the ladder. Cute."
Her stomach growled—not for food, but for blood.
First Kill
A drunk stumbled into the alley, muttering curses, bottle in hand. His eyes went wide at her rose-metal glow and dead stare.
"Yo—what the fu—"
The machine gun snapped out of her thigh. The drunk's words ended in shredded meat and bone fragments.
[Kill Registered. Level +1.]
She blinked, veins pulsing crimson. Her body felt sharper, faster, meaner.
"Guess I just leveled up, huh? Pathetic bastard gave me XP." She spat on his remains. "Weak bitch."
First Dungeon
A portal tore open in the alley, vibrating with distorted energy. She stepped through.
The dungeon stretched like a collapsed subway, dripping black sludge. Creatures crawled from the walls—skeletal wolves with chrome jaws, insects with human faces stretched across their thoraxes, floating eyes dripping black acid.
They charged.
She smiled.
Bullets tore through skulls. Claws shredded torsos. Acid splashed on her plating, but rose-metal healed seamlessly. She moved like a phantom, untouchable, endless.
The dungeon didn't stop. Mutated giants, spider queens vomiting eggs, and a boss that looked like a fallen angel coated in black chrome, wings jagged and red-cracked.
She killed them all.
[Kill Registered. Level +1.]
[Kill Registered. Level +1.]
[Boss Defeated. Level +5.]
[Dungeon Cleared. Level +1.]
Level 50. She licked gore off her knuckles.
"This shit's easy."
She kicked the angel's shattered skull. "If this is level fifty, I'll be running the multiverse by next week."
The New Bitch
Outside, her aura radiated danger. Rose-metal plating glinted cold.
A supernatural crew waited—shadow witch with violet chains, vampire marksman in obsidian armor, half-demon brute with molten claws. They froze at her blood-soaked body, dead eyes, and cruel grin.
"You cleared that dungeon solo?" the vampire asked.
She smirked. "Yeah. You got a problem?"
"We're recruiting for a raid in the Outerverse," the witch said.
Her laugh cut like a knife. "Cute offer. I don't do teams. Especially not weaklings."
Machine gun snapped. Witch's head exploded.
[Kill Registered. Level +1.]
Half-demon brute lunged. She tore his spine out.
[Kill Registered. Level +1.]
Vampire vanished. She crushed the mist, drinking it like steam.
[Kill Registered. Level +1.]
She licked blood off her knuckles.
Level 53.
"Anyone else recruiting? No? Thought so."
Epilogue of the Pilot
The system whispered soft and endless.
[Infinite progression unlocked.]
[The multiverse is yours. Kill everything.]
She lit a cigarette, smoke curling with blood dripping from her chin.
"I'll burn galaxies if I feel like it. And if anyone disrespects me—" Amber eyes glinting. "—I'll fucking kill them."
For the first time since death, she felt alive.