11 A monster stood gallantly, its back turned to an open gate a few meters away. It looked like it was playing "eeny meeny miny moe" to decide which of the two humans before it would taste better.
One of the humans, Neo actually, was struck by an epiphany in the middle of impending danger. -How timely- He had finally realized the reason for their weakness and lethargy. Since the vaccine's effect was waning, the virus was trying to take over their consciousness. He already had quite a similar experience during his test for allegiance trial so he was quite sure of the feeling. But it was of no use anyway; they were a few seconds away from being monster dessert. Speaking of vaccines, Neo had one of them stashed away in his pocket at the moment. At that moment, Neo suddenly had a crazy idea. What if he took it to suppress the virus, making Beauty—the most virus-infected—between them? The caution only said he might die; it didn't say it wouldn't work, so it was a fifty percent chance, the kind he had been used to recently. Since the monster didn't show any signs of genuine sapience, he had to outsmart it one way or the other. "Well, here goes nothing," Neo thought, reaching for the vaccine. The monster stared at Neo taking something from his pocket and drinking it in one go. It felt bitter to the taste. "Is that even how I'm supposed to take the vaccine?" Neo thought. "Who cares, as long as the medicine gets inside me," Neo thought again, shrugging. Suddenly, Neo felt something burning inside him. He felt like there was a shredder inside him; hot blood filled with viscera flowed down from the side of his lips onto his clothes, but the medicine somehow seemed to be working, or was it the pain? Neo didn't really know, but even in the face of death, he regained his strength back. It felt so good, and hell painful! The monster tore its gaze from Neo and went after Beauty. The elusive Beauty was too slow to dodge; in the face of the monster's speed, she was slower than a snail so she couldn't avoid the inevitable. Neo stared at the gate in front of him. There was nothing preventing him from reaching the long sought salvation; it felt too… unreal. Neo quickly put himself together. There was no time to contemplate the gate's reality; nothing was real in that world anyway, more so, his life was on a timer. Neo raced towards the door, but he was just too late. The scrawny figure of Beauty didn't bid him as much time as he anticipated; it took the monster a few seconds to decimate her. Neo's eyes widened as he saw the gate closing up a few meters away from him, and the monster breathing down his neck right behind him. The monster opened its maw to harvest Neo's head off his body, but Neo slipped and fell, escaping the monster's maw for a moment. But he wasn't out of the woods yet; the monster was in the air about to land on Neo and tear him apart, but fortunately that moment never came. The heavy alloy gate closed in on the monster's head like a guillotine, cutting it off in one fell swoop. The head rolled beside Neo, its maw still wide open. Neo shuddered. He didn't even realize he was out of the gate already. His heart was pounding as if it wanted to escape his ribs. Neo turned around to run, but suddenly a blinding light erupted from within the DCC, vaporizing bones and metal alike. Neo wasn't spared either. Only the heat emanating from the DCC was vaporizing his body so fast that it was painless! But before Neo could vaporize completely, the world suddenly became dark. Neo didn't think he would be so happy to be back in that thick manifestation of darkness, but there he was, reeling in joy. His presence there meant he did the impossible. He passed the allegiance trial! "Or what if I failed!" Neo thought. It's not as if he knew what happened to those who failed anyway. Moreover, the last thing he remembered was him vaporizing from the impact of a nuclear explosion. Once again he was back with his old pal, "fifty percent chance." As if answering his questions, the voice of the Reaper, mighty and ancient, echoed in his consciousness. "Well done, dear reapling, you have succeeded." Neo was beside himself with joy. If he wasn't floating in a cloud of darkness, he would have jumped up a few times. The fact that he had graduated from foolish mortal to dear reapling made him happier. "Take that, shitface!!" The voice sounded again. "Compiling feats!!" And then, a wave of energy entered his mind, but this time he still had his consciousness to himself. The wave of energy moved through his mind, making Neo feel as if he was recalling the whole thing vividly. Neo frowned, noticing so many anomalies in his experience in that illusory world, things he should have thought about, or rather things he wasn't allowed to think about. A good example is the fact that he didn't know if he was still in his own body or he was transported to another body. It was part of his consciousness was locked away. Also, why would Reaper prepare some weird sci-fi setting for him when there was no such thing as that in his memory except for his few years in the junior academy? "Probably he was trying to make things really hard for me. Who knew what went on in the head of an elusive demon anyway?" Neo thought, choosing to let go of that anomaly. The funniest part of the whole allegiance trial was that he never really found out who or what the threat was. For all he knew, it could have been the monster, Beauty, something or someone he never even had the chance to meet, or even the whole DCC itself. But since he was out of the crazy illusory world, he couldn't care any less. All that was in his mind was the benefit he would receive for passing Reaper's test. The wave of energy finally left his mind, giving way to the words Neo's ears had been itching for. "Dear reapling, you have done wonderfully well." [You have received a spectre] [You have unlocked Reaper's gifts] "You are on your way to the afterlife." "Ahh, finally. Maybe… just maybe my plans would finally come to pass," Neo thought, bracing himself for the future. End of pre-Volume: ALLEGIANCE TRAIL12 "You are on your way to the afterlife."Neo grinned, as the cloud of darkness receded gradually, the faint light of dawn piercing his eyes. He was in a cave; there were crystal cones protruding from the roof and the floor. Neo knew they were called stalactites and stalagmites, but he didn't know which was which, not that it mattered anyway.His happiness had been quenched by the sight in front of him. One look was all it took for him to know that he was not in a human settlement; in fact, he was far from it. The entrance to the cave was in sight, the visage of a glowing white sun towered above the world. "Where is this place?" Neo mused, walking towards the entrance of the cave. He felt something thin press against his pale skin. Neo looked down to check what it was, before he could recover from the shock that he was stark naked; an arrow pierced through the air with insane speed and lodged itself firmly into his shoulder. The force sent him reeling to the ground. Almost immedi
13 Neo checked out the skin and phantoms, and they were unsurprisingly empty. They were supposed to be extremely scarce anyway, so he didn't bother himself too much about them.As far as being cool went, skins and phantoms were also considered top-notch, albeit not as cool as specters, but in Neo's own opinion, they were as cool as specters, even much more so. The usage of skins and phantoms was rather simple. A skin will provide the wielder the ability to transform into a creature for a specific period of time. The usage time and cool-down period is dependent on the level of the creature. Phantoms work in an almost similar manner except for the fact that the wielder summons the creature whole without having to transform into the said creature. As for the perks and quirks, Neo already had a probable explanation for that. "[Bone of contention]," "[ten lives per second]," and Neo's second ability "[soul stinger]" were all Reaper's gifts, and they all had perks and quirks, so that pret
14 Neo was trying to fight himself free from the creature that was hell-bent on snuffing out what was left of his life. What's worse, Neo was bleeding from multiple places as blood cascaded down his naked body like a crimson stream. Speaking of blood, upon closer inspection, one would notice that Neo's blood wasn't touching the ground at all. Once close to the ground, it would suddenly turn into a spark of red lightning and dance out of existence. Neo's body also seemed to be undergoing the same transformation. His veins were slowly being replaced by red bolts of lightning as they flickered, and red sparks erupted from and around his body. Then the bolts of lightning made their way around his body, dancing and flickering. Neo's eyes shone a deep red hue as his strength exploded in leaps and bounds. He moved with inconceivable speed, grabbed the Herknidae, and pummeled it with his fists. A huge chunk of flesh vaporized out of existence, revealing the blood-soaked innards of the cre
15 "So uhm, a mutant beast would give me a beast soul, berserk two, and Amok three. The same logic should work for the monsters, devils, and the others I guess." Neo thought, finally alighting from his train of thoughts. Then he moved on.Innate ability— Crimson nebulaeRemarks: You wield a tremendous power; its prowess can only be limited by your mortal body.Neo suddenly paused. The memory of him wreathed in crimson red lightning and the backlash to his body that followed flashed through his mind. "Now it all makes sense."Neo nodded weakly in understanding. He then continued.Reaper's gifts— soul stingerReaper's remark: Energy is the foundation of all things. Perks: You gain great affinity to souls of the living. You can repair or destroy it.Quirks: During each attack, your souls become exposed.Progress— 2Specter— Ten lives per second (soul tied), bone of contention (soul tied), cave mantleSkin-?Phantom-?Neo stared at "[soul stinger]" for a moment, suspecting that it had
## The Years of DestructionRight in the middle of a reinforced alloy hall, was a spherical manifestation of twirling darkness about three meters tall. Its very existence seemed to sap away the light present in the hall, hence it was called the rift. Two concave mirrors were placed on each side of the rift, and a strange crystal cone was placed right in front of it so that its pointed side was facing the floor. Yet the cone stood, not adhering to any known laws.On the other side of the room stood an officer, holding a young man of about sixteen years old, leading him trepidatiously toward the rift with fear and pity written all over his face. The boy had a tired look on his face, the image of the rift reflected in his crimson red eyeballs, that were void of any emotion save for suppressed fear, caged resentment, and stinging anxiety.The rift was greedily absorbing the soft glow of light in the hall, radiating immense, bone-chilling cold in return. Neo was shaking slightly and gritti
Neo stood in front of a mirror, wistful and hollow smile adoring his blood red lips, his vermillion eyes stared back into itself through the mirror, and he slowly turned to a familiar portrait, the words that came out of his lips was barely audible. "I will join you...soon."He took one last glance at the portrait and exited the house, Headed for the rift station which coincidentally used to be their manor. The portrait stood there unchanging, just as it had been for the past six years.save for the fact that the black mist that seemed to be swirling around his parent’s faceless picture was now much thicker, akin to wisps of smoke. "What are you staring at, bastards?" Neo cursed inwardly, throwing deadly glances at the people who seemed to have turned him into a riveting spectacle to feed their eyes upon. Everyone seemed to avoid him like a plague while gluing their eyes on him like a failed work of art. Well, he couldn't blame them though; he was definitely not looking good at all.
"Eliminate the threat," Reaper's voice echoed through the darkness. Suddenly, there was utter silence. But Neo was still shrouded in endless darkness. Soon enough, Neo noticed that something was different. The cloud of darkness he used to be in was the actual manifestation of darkness itself, but the one he was currently in was just the… absence of light. Also, Neo noticed another disturbing fact: he couldn't move! His limbs seemed to be glued to something. "What is going on?" Neo yelled, venting his frustration. "If you don't shut your fucking mouth over there, I swear I will come there and fucking shut it for you." A husky voice echoed throughout the darkness, making Neo flinch. Unexpectedly, another voice, which was unmistakably feminine, sounded again. "Oh, our guest is awake. Cut him some slack, bastard. Those miscreants must have hit him too hard on the head. Stay still, let me help you with the veil and ropes," the feminine voice said, coming closer to Neo. Ne
"Once again, damn you, Reaper!!," Neo said out loud, venting his frustrations."Excuse me, who is Reaper?" Scholar asked, raising his eyebrow."Uhh, it's... it's nothing. So, this door is our escape route, right?" Neo stuttered, quickly finding a way to change the topic."Well, not really. You know, this place has been sealed shut by thick, reinforced metal alloy, and food is being dropped from that hatch in the roof right there. So, since we can't climb up there, I found a vulnerable spot in this room. No need for exuberant explanations, you will understand the big plan soon," Scholar explained, then continued. "Uhh... you might want to step back a bit." Neo furrowed his brow as he quickly found a place to hide himself. Beauty was also hiding herself perfectly under Shitface's makeshift bed. While Shitface went to the fireplace and scooped some soot to mark a spot in the wall, which Neo suspected to be the vulnerable spot. "Ready?" Scholar asked Shitface, with a grim expression on