An Irregular Reincarnate in a Dungeon

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A smooth wind caressed a young boy's face, as he stared at the setting sun. "It's nice, isn't it." He muttered to the girl laying next to him on the grass.

"Mhm..." She hummed to his answer with a rosy smile.

The two simply stayed close to each other silently. The warmth of the sun slowly set away along with it "I love you..." The girl said hugged unto the boy's side.

Giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze, he turned to her with a smile. "Love you too, my little sweetheart." His words brought a smile on her face.

Few minutes later, the two started picking up their picnic set. Both happy with themselves.

"... five years." The boy smiled to the girl who nodded with another warm smile.

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Month or so, had passed since then.

"You have cancer." The doctor in front of the boy dropped a bomb.

The tissue he held by his nose was red from blood. "...what?"

"Mr. Noah Vaertilung. You have cancer, and a really nasty one." The doctor looked down in an apologetic way.

The boy looked blankly at the man in white coat. Whatever rage was building up, simply dispersed. "... how long..." his voice cracked and meek.

The doctor rubbed his temples. "Week. At best."

'At best?!' Noah didn't know why, it wasn't even that viscous. All it did was give him nose bleeds. "You are an adult, even though you hit 18 years of age a month ago by your documentation." The doctor looked over the papers once more "But this.

There's no way anyone can heal you, the tumor had already spread through most of your vessels and neural paths. We can give you some medicaments... to alleviate your mind in case of pains." Hearing the proposition Noah looked down. "It's only pain. I'll live-" He stopped and fixed his mistake quickly "I'll endure it till the end... what can I expect? From this?" He asked pointing at himself as doctor grabbed a new tissue and gave it to him, as the previous one was already soaked of blood.

"Migraines, pain through whole body, swelling... even your blood will start rotting. But that's by the end of week from what we understood."

"Thanks. For trying." Noah stood up and grabbed the piece of paper which was passed to him, as he slowly made his way out.

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Few minutes later, few men in biohazard suits came in. "Where's the boy?"

"He bolted out, couldn't keep up with him." The doctor lied out of his teeth, as if it was natural. "The Virus inside that young man. Will kill us all! Find him!"

Yet, unknown to them. The boy was already a dead man walking, a ticking time bomb.

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In a white void.

"Another soul, passing before its time." A woman with golden hair spoke as she stared at Earth. "They couldn't give this job to my brothers..." She grumbled as she noticed something.

"Why are you still in-" She questioned to herself as she observed Noah. His soul still lingered to his body, which already started rotting. But, there was something attached to his soul. 'Humans aren't supposed to have anything like this?' She observed the nature of that thing.

But as Noah finally opened doors to his home, he suddenly fell over as blood started pouring out of all his orifices, as it invigorated and mutated any living thing it touched. Marking an end of the world, as an Apocalypse had started.