There were one hundred dummies clustered in this room, and this training room had two floors. Everything surrounding this building was distorted. None of them aligned. But instead of whining about the environment, I had to deal with it and come up with a plan to achieve my goal. But how could I even put a dent on those dummies if they moved as fast as a fucking famished hyena? The answer was simple. First, I had to try what I could and hit them like I usually did. With that in mind, I held my sniper and aimed elsewhere. For starters, I put my line of sight in front of me. There was a bloody mannequin before me, which should probably be a freebie. After all, every hit counts. And if I managed to hit one, that would be nine instead of ten for a meal. When the time kicked in, I finally pulled the trigger and fired what was in front of me. For a second, I glimpsed at the puppet dashing right before my eyes. However, the occurrence was something more than what I had initially expected.

“I have to brute force everything. If this sniper can do it, I should do it. There’s nothing else that I can do besides that, old man,” I said, while blankly staring at his disappointed face. “Move aside and let me just… pull this trigger once more and try.”“Even if you try, Aoi, you’re never going to hit them,” Vulcan, who kept calling me by my name, caught my attention. He had never been this concerned for me when the two of us first met. When Vulcan finally noticed that I lent my ears to him, he placed his arms, which were crossed earlier, on his face and massaged his temples. “You don’t understand, Aoi. The key is not depending on your powers. The ability comes from you, not the sniper. You’ve been relying on the damn weapon!” Vulcan yelled as if he was spelling it out for me.But I didn’t care and carried on with what I had in mind. Even though I paid attention to Vulcan, his words didn’t produce meaning inside my head. All I could think of remained the same. I must take down f

“But what if they die because of me? Why would I let them risk their lives for me, when I am the one with the sniper system?” I asked, and demanded for an answer.I already had my ice cream in my hands, but it was starting to melt throughout our conversation. But I didn’t mind it for now. All I wanted was to hear Vulcan’s explanations and his ideas through this topic. Vulcan placed the plastic bag on the table and opened the wrapper from his ice cream. He also bought an ice cream for himself when he gave one to me. His ice cream also showed signs of melting, especially on his cone.“The hardest part about this job is that we can’t save everyone. There will be casualties far beyong what you’ve seen. And if that happens, everyone you love will be on the line. “Do you really think the people around you are defenceless? Even though you have an overpowered ability, it doesn’t mean that the people around you are powerless. You need to rely on yourself, not from your power alone. But just

Vulcan’s Point of View ___________________ This happened last twelve years ago. The memories of the past haunted me and became fresh wounds that re-opened on my vulnerable mind. I didn’t want to recall it. I never wanted to. But alas, my brain took control of my thoughts and flashed every little thing that had happened. It was the day where I lost everything. (Note: This Bonus Chapter will cover two chapters) ……. “Come on, son. You can do it. Lift your arms up, don’t stiffen your shoulders, and allow your hands to be free like the wind. Watch your old man do it. Like this.” I raised my hand and punched the three right in front of my kid. There was a sea of trees resting in plain sight, waiting to be cut down. My son disliked the idea, but I convinced him to tag along with me to train in the forest. It was a site near our home in Russia, where there was a place abundant with mountains and lands to choose from. Even the scent of leaves and grass had already infiltrated my nostrils

Vulcan’s Point of View ___________________ When I raced towards our home, Maxim, my son, was with me. He never wandered or lost track of me, especially when I told him to follow me no matter what. But now, I never saw him inside the house or outside this place. And I didn’t know if Maxim’s absence was a saving grace or another problem I had to face, besides the ogre sniffing for me. However, something happened. Before assuming anything, a soft wailing sound echoed outside. It was a familiar voice, belonging to my son. And when the sound reverberated inside the house, the ogre switched targets and had its eyes at the door. The monster didn’t even bother checking its surroundings and went straight outside the house. But despite the sudden outcome, the situation wasn’t a good thing. It was a bad thing. That voice that came outside our home belonged to Maxim, my son. And he sounded like he was in trouble, just like Inessa called for me when she needed my help. So instead of idling aro