I Died and Became a Hollow, But I Get Stronger by Being an Idiot Chapter 13: The Gillian Stunt Show

Current EP: 1,200 / 1,000,000

Hueco Mundo was as dark and silent as ever.

Well — silent until I existed in it.

I'd quickly learned that while most Hollows craved blood and power, I craved sothing else.

EP.

And not just from mindless violence.

No.

My Bonus EP for Stupidity System demanded I court death in the dumbest ways possible.

Which, frankly, was turning into an art form.

Today's genius plan?

I was going to attempt a handstand.

Yes — a handstand.

At six stories tall.

On brittle, sandy rock.

In a dinsion literally full of monsters that hated .

I could practically hear my system sharpening its notifications in anticipation.

I lowered my massive hands to the ground, positioning them like so sort of dented gymnast.

"GRRUUUUUH—"

I pushed.

And imdiately regretted every life choice that led to this mont.

My giant, weighty fra lurched upward — the sand cracked beneath — and for a brief, beautiful second I was balanced.

Upside down.

Sowhere out there, a Hollow shrieked in confusion.

Then I fell.

BANG!

Face-first into a rock formation.

The ground trembled.

Debris rained down.

A couple of small Hollows panicked and fled for their lives.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Perford a suicidal handstand attempt — 300 EP]

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Created a minor earthquake — 150 EP]

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Terrified nearby Hollows — 200 EP]

Current EP: 1,850 / 1,000,000

I groaned under the rubble, shifting what felt like half a mountain off my back.

Still worth it.

I crawled out, only for another Hollow — this one a bat-like thing with massive claws — to swoop down, probably thinking I was easy prey.

Bad move, buddy.

In a flash of panic, I threw a Cero at my own foot by mistake.

BWOOM.

The blast scorched the sand, launched skyward, and vaporized the bat Hollow mid-pounce.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Self-inflicted Cero misfire — 500 EP]

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Accidentally eliminated predatory Hollow — 250 EP]

Current EP: 2,600 / 1,000,000

I coughed smoke and rolled across the sand like a giant, bone-plated tumbleweed.

This was fine.

This was my life now.

This was art.

A cluster of nearby Hollows cautiously peeked from behind a dune, watching the chaotic ss that was .

I turned my head toward them, made what I hoped looked like finger guns, and clicked my tongue.

Even though I didn't have lips.

They scattered in terror.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: naced nearby Hollows with nonsensical gesture — 200 EP]

Current EP: 2,800 / 1,000,000

I was unstoppable.

I was an idiot.

And I was gonna be the strongest Vasto Lorde this dinsion had ever seen.

One faceplant at a ti.

Current EP: 2,800 / 1,000,000