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📜 Chapter 1 – I Am Shedletsky
> A flash of light.
I fell.
My ass hurt.
Painfully.
Grabbing the sword next to me, I pulled myself up.
Where… the hell… am I?
I remember it clearly — the battle with 1x1x1x1.
He slaughtered everyone.
Everyone… except me.
That light...
That damned, blinding light.
And now… I'm here.
"What should I do...?" I muttered.
The place felt foreign. Unreal. Glitched.
I took a bite of chicken leg from my inventory.
Crispy. Juicy.
It helped.
I moved forward.
Then I heard it—
Screams.
"What… was that?"
I ran toward the sound.
There — a masked figure.
He was killing someone. Coldly. Brutally.
"STOP!" I shouted.
I charged in.
My sword struck him full force.
He stumbled.
Then snarled.
"Jason... I will end this."
He lunged.
Fast.
Too fast.
VUTT.
I blocked, barely.
Counterattack.
A solid kick to his chest.
"It's over!"
I drove my sword through him.
He dropped to the ground.
Panting, I looked around.
"Is… this really the afterlife?"
I took another bite of my eternal chicken leg.
No cooldown.
Infinite.
Nice.
Then I looked back at the body.
I pulled off his mask.
"…What the—?"
It was a clown face.
A Jason… clown?
I didn't care.
Weirder things had happened.
No one else was around.
I approached a body on the ground.
I held the chicken leg close to his mouth.
It shimmered.
Green light.
He gasped.
Eyes opened.
"…Am I alive?" he whispered.
I didn't answer.
Just walked around, feeding my blessed chicken to the others.
One by one… they returned.
"Thank you, sir…"
They knelt before me.
I stabbed my sword into the dirt,
walked over,
and helped the nearest one stand.
"No need for that."
"T-Thank you… truly…"
They looked at me with awe.
I glanced back at Jason's body.
Dug a hole.
Dropped him in.
Took the mask as a trophy.
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