Vulcan’s Point of View___________________“Run… RUN!” I shouted, and pushed Maxim, my son, to the side.Maxim rolled on the flank and evaded the monster’s attack. My son understood the occurrence as he dashed away from the site and returned to our home. The monsters had already left our house, so that place should be safer than hiding inside this forest. I was the one left behind. Since it was already too late for me to dodge the ogre’s strike, I used my weapon as a shield, raised my hand, and safeguarded myself from the attack. The ogre swung its fist against me and pounded both my weapon and my arm.I negated some damage from the bash, but the recoil was too much for me to handle. As soon as my hand gave in, I straightforwardly took the attack and tumbled all the way back to kiss the soil. The strime might have left a mark. But after a few minutes, I regained my footing and rose from the ground.“I… I shouldn’t give up just yet. Maxim and Inessa still need me,” I told myself, and

Vulcan’s point of view ____________ There were only two weeks left for him to prepare against the portals. Those hellish dimensions had a thousand surprises left not just for him but to every adventurer who wished to defeat them. Despite the task needed to conquer those portals, more unique and deadly monsters would appear as time passess by. And Aoi had to deal with them using his sniper and his wits. Instead of the usual training dummies as his targets, I made something different. Even though Aoi had learned to aim his sniper at any target he wished to hit while those dummies dodged his bullets, nobody tried to harm him. It was just a one sided battle of him murdering the training dummies. It would be fun and more interesting if I could kick it up a notch. When Aoi went to bed, I worked through the evening and crafted some adjustments for the training dummies. Instead of those target practices just moving around, I added a little retouch to their patterns. The one hundred manneq

After saying those words, even Vulcan knew I was right. Since I had this overpowered ability, I knew that such a burden must be carried on my shoulders. I had to defeat those portals. If I can’t, then who will? Those thoughts kept me up all night, thinking if that was the right thing to do. However, I was still a hypocrite even after that. Instead of saving lives and defeating those portals, I remained here to train my powers. And I only planned on saving people who were already inside the portal I wished to conquer. Those unknown portals that weren't put into media or portals that were C-ranks and below would remain untouched by the adventurers. Thus, regular people who don't have powers would die without putting up a fight. It wasn’t a waste of time to visit each of those lesser portals. It was just that I, too, needed more funds because Hina and I still needed money to live. We were not robots meant to serve others without gaining nothing out of it. Those people could call us selfi

From my previous training sessions, I didn’t use anything. The items I had, the two types of bullets my weapon had, and Oculus were all at standby, watching me fight against the old man while protecting the target dummies. But now, everything changed. I was tasked by Vulcan himself to use every arsenal available in my hands for this challenge. I only had a week left before leaving this place, fighting the portal again until someone had to stop it or Hina and I gained enough money. Even so, it wasn’t just because of that. It was because I needed to learn and improve myself if I was facing a difficult battle. A battle where I could lose.“I’m going to fight you with everything I have, kid. I may be a smith, but I’ve also trained myself in my spare time. I can use every weapon here. So expect that I will use every single weapon I’ve created against you just to change the variety of our battle,” Vulcan said, as he prepared himself and conjured a bastard sword in his hand. “You cannot die

When my training formally began, the panel that laid the instruction for me vanished. The thirty second countdown commenced, meaning that was the only time left for me to spare. I had to evaluate the floors and the survivors - the mannequins - inside this training room on how to save them in order. If that wasn’t enough, the Pests Vulcan had mentioned materialised on each side, waiting for the countdown of thirty seconds to reach its climax. We had an extra five minutes and a couple of hours to spare, despite the timer having already kicked in. The actual timer from the portal was already down at 5:54:29. Even so, it wasn’t enough for me to turn this challenge around, knowing the events that could happen next. “Come on, let’s go!” I said, while gesturing my hands for the mother and her son to follow close behind.I could breeze through this setting and arrive everywhere within seconds. Oculus could easily create a jetpack and boost me onward. Or maybe my device could amplify my boot