7 Neo glanced around, waiting for the next command. But he was met with other tired and weary gazes. They were all too spent to even come up with a sound idea. Scholar finally broke the silence, his voice accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind.
"If we can make it across this beam, alight the ladder, we would hustle our way through the horde, I would override the defense HQ and activate the gate. Our salvation lies beyond the gate," Scholar said, pointing to the almost imperceptible gate in the distance. His hand trembled, either due to the cold or his fatigue. Neo couldn't really tell which. Neo's hope was suddenly ignited. The salvation Scholar spoke about was very alluring. Very pleasant to his ears. Although it was easier said than done, Neo didn't really care. He just wanted to get out of that hellish landscape. No matter how bleak their chances of escape were, it was like a beacon of light at the end of a harrowing, torturous journey through the night. He almost felt like he deserved it...almost. Suddenly, Neo's morale plummeted as the harrowing reality dawned on him. He wasn't part of these people. He wasn't even part of that reality at all. Considering Reaper's eccentricity, what might be their salvation might actually be his doom. He had only one assignment: "eliminate the threat" of which he was already on the path of failure, no matter how much his imagination ran wild, he just couldn't pinpoint who the real threat was. His insecurities were messing with his mind. He was on the verge of going crazy!! Suddenly, a self depreciating smile escaped from his lips. Looking back at the glee he felt when he heard Reaper's call, although it was a few days prior, he couldn't help but feel so naive. He already had his plans set in stone. Enter the afterlife, get strong, form a powerful search party, and find his family. It all sounded like a great logic. It all sounded sweet. Only for him to be plunged into a suicide pact with strangers he wasn't even sure existed, with an insurmountable challenge at hand even before entering the afterlife. If he could travel through time back to when he was concocting his ridiculous plans, he would definitely mock himself to death. Maybe it was just fate messing with him, or showing him how truly weak he was on the grand scale of things. All in all, he had it coming anyway. "Ascender Dale, you had better start those burial arrangements," Neo winced, the crew started to move, dragging their tired self along with them. When they finally got to the edge of the roof, the whole length of the DCC finally came into sight. The whole length of it stood like a beacon of elegance. There were several lofty and relatively minute buildings arranged in a maze that screamed of elite architectural design. The only taint to this beauty was the presence of mindless wraiths and corpses of their kind sprawled all over, with a hazy figure dashing between them with relentless and frenzied speed, tearing everything in its way apart. The mindless wraiths didn't know the concept of fear, or perhaps they had lost it. So they just waltzed around aimlessly, waiting for their turn to enter the meat grinder. The monster was having a rather nice and easy dinner. "I just hope I won't end up as dessert," Neo thought inwardly. Suddenly, the disturbing wail of a masculine voice echoed through the night. Shitface had been mesmerized by the scene of carnage below, and he failed to notice a half-dead wraith that had been disconnected from its lower limb make its way to his leg. The sturdy iron rod was already impaled through its rotten head, but Shitface was a little too slow. Bits of his flesh could be seen hanging loosely on the dead wraith's teeth or fang - whichever it had. A clear undeniable mask of panic appeared on Shitface's face. Even though he tried to hide it under his misplaced sense of masculinity, it was quite obvious. Beauty was attending to the injury, to the best of her abilities. Considering their lack of energy, she was doing a really good job. The fact that she still had enough energy to rip clothes apart to nurse the injury was a surprise for Neo. Despite all those efforts, the vivacious muscle glory wasn't in great shape still. But that wasn't the only problem on their plate, actually. The loud wail Shitface made seemed to have attracted the mutated monster enjoying its buffet in the distance. The monster stared at the crew for a while, it's resentful and fear striking eyes narrowed, sending a menacing signal to Neo, shivers ran down his spine. The monster turned it's head and then went back to its meal, much to Neo's relief. The crew went peacefully across the beam and descended the ladder, only to be met by a hungry party of wraiths closing in on them fast, the moved very much like broken puppets, many of them were missing several body parts but they didn't seem to mind, the sight or probably scent of smooth, glossy skin made them rejoice with dark glee, Neo almost lost his mind staring at them. "I'm sorry reaper, you know, I really do not hate you that much actually, those were the ignorant days, please have mercy." Neo pleaded, hoping he would get some reaction. Of course he did. The wraiths speed suddenly increased, as they climbed over each other in order to get a chance to sink their teeth into sumptuous human skin. The invisibility they had been enjoying seemed to have diminished too, for some reason. A vivid evidence was the calamity that saw Shitface lose his flesh to one of the rabid wraiths. The mutant monster had killed his fair share of the wraiths, but what was left was still enough to give them a headache. They only had two choices: climb back up to await their death or fight through the horde and still die. There was no demon or god that would help four weak humans fight through three hundred rabid wraiths. It was simply impossible. Suddenly, Beauty's eyes narrowed. She moved with grim resolve, stabbing a bone through Shitface's chest from behind. Hot, boiling blood covered in black stains streamed out of his chest, with several expressions flashing across his face in an instant. From fury to disbelief to regret to grief and finally, betrayal. Shitface's body convulsed wildly in an attempt to free himself as blood cascaded out of all his orifices, but it was all for naught. He was just too weak. More so, he had lost a lot of blood earlier incident. The metal rod finally fell from his hand, announcing his death like a funeral bell. Beauty picked up the corpse and tossed it towards the approaching horde. They covered the corpse like hungry wolves, biting and chewing in a crunching mess of flesh and bones. This bought them a few seconds of reprieve.8 Life is sometimes funny, isn't it?Few hours prior, Shitface had made his mind. Together with Beauty, or even probably Scholar, to use Neo as bait if… or when the need arises. When Neo woke up, Beauty had said that it changed nothing. If anything, they would have been happier, given the fact that they wouldn't have to carry the bait around. It's like leading a ram to the slaughter, but the ram this time was Neo. And about Neo defending or launching an attack himself, that would have been the least of their problems – actually a swing from Shitface's metallic rod would have done the job. For all he knew, his presence must have been the reason the rambunctious muscle glory was holding the metallic rod amongst other things. But eventually, he ended up being made wraith bait by his most trusted companion.Talk about the irony. Neo would have laughed out loud if he wasn't too weak. Breathing was enough stress though. But that wouldn't make him stop thinking about what just happened. Wh
9 Neo entered the building, glancing around to find his way. It didn't take him long to find the light source, likely triggered by Scholar. The whole place was pitch black because there were no windows. Even the oxygen seemed thin. The security was... admirable. And best of all, it made tracing the light source much easier. Neo suddenly entered the room, making Scholar tremble. A dry smile appeared on his face as Neo walked up to the control deck to check out what Scholar was doing. What he saw made his eyes widen. There were two buttons beeping red. They seemed to be working on some kind of separate energy reserve, so the energy shutdown on the DCC didn't affect them. Beside both buttons were written: ... INITIATING NUCLEAR DECONTAMINATION ... INITIATING PERMANENT SHUTDOWN Neo's fist tightened as he stared at Scholar with murderous intent. His face demanded an explanation. Scholar's lip suddenly trembled, and he replied, "Fine… fine, now that you have found out, I gu
10 "Ahah!! I see you have killed him, now we are even," Beauty said, a disturbing giggle escaping her lips. "Yes, I did. That should tell you just enough about me," Neo said placidly, attempting to play the formidable and dauntless assassin. He was already on his last legs. It would be unfortunate if she chose that moment to attack, so he had to put some contingencies in place. "You should understand that there's strength in numbers, right? So why did you kill him?" Beauty said, staring daggers at him. Neo tilted his head. Beauty's understanding of "strength in numbers" made him shiver. Her concept of strength in numbers meant wraith baits, most especially the ones that would transport themselves to the point of slaughter. "How sinister." Neo cleared his throat and replied, "He tried to kill us all, so I killed him first." He tried to maintain his elusive behavior. Beauty walked up to the corpse, confirmed its death, and with her usual sinister smile, she replied again. "Now tha
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,
12 "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. Al
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 pr
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 nebulae Remarks: 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 stinger Reaper'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— 2 Specter— Ten lives per second (soul tied), bone of contention (soul tied), cave mantle Skin-? Phantom-? Neo stared at "[soul stinger]" for a