At the same time, Beatrice finally could not hold it in anymore, and finally cried out. "The, the barrier. I can't hold it up... anymore." She meekly said, and just like that, her barrier popped off into sparkles of light like a thousand fireflies dispersing. Everyone was shocked and alert. They hurriedly huddled up together for safety. But Jason was not worried. "There's nothing around us... for now." He said, his focus on his Template. As for the validity of his words? They could be found from his newfound Bloodline. He felt like he was able to feel anything within a hundred meter range around them. Even without focusing, he knew what was within range, and felt it. Even a ghost or an ant would not escape his senses. "Are you sure?" Joe verified, and Jason impatiently admitted. "Yeah yeah. 100% sure. Relax." He said, trying to fuse his first inborn trait as a "White Shadow". Joe was dissatisfied with the tone given to him, but did not let it show on his face. He did not really mi
「You should not」 And Jason nodded in agreement. "Yeah, agreed. After all, with that gear and all, bet you have an entire high class advanced civilization backing you up." And he elaborated. The person also nodded at his assessment, and then added their reasoning. 「Our Stronghold is not far from here, and we are only a scouting team. We have already sent out a signal back, and back up is on its way... If you kill us, which I believe you can, they will most likely kill you too」 Jason then furrowed his brows. Joe as well. "Why should we believe you?" The latter asked. "And why should we believe that they will spare us if we let you go?" And Jason added. The person pinned down paused, and a moment later sighed. Their response coming after; 「You don't have to. There is no proof nor reason I can give that will make you satisfied, for my position is not that high, and my voice not that powerfu」 「You will just have to bet on Fate. Whichever choice you choose, death might still be an opt
He was becoming more and more interested at his new situation. Especially so, when there were terrifying entities, entire civilizations and many more being affected. 「That matters not though. Do you have a way of returning back to your home?」 The man asked, but just as he asked that question, a voice rose from behind him. It was the man that was stopped by number two earlier. 「Lieutenant commander, Lieutenant commander, those things, those creatures!! They tried to kill us moments ago. Please avenge us!!」 「...」 "..." Everyone was speechless. Including Jason and number two. They both stared at the man, then back at the one considered Lieutenant Commander. 'Dude's a little bitch for crying out like that.' Jason thought, absolutely annoyed and disappointed. 'Should've killed him.' 「...」 There was then a pause as both Jason and the Lieutenant Commander stared at each other. Immense pressure oozing out of his presence, almost pressing even those behind him down. 「Is that so...」 A
Jason did not ask anything, but instead kept quiet. The journey took a couple of minutes, and it was overally silent and awkward. When they arrived at the refugee house, they were presented with a bleak, desolate and despondent atmosphere. One out of their wildest dreams. "..." "..." The were a lot of make-shift houses everywhere, made up of wood, cardboards, stones and even branches. Each built close to one another. None larger than 5*5 square meters. They weren't even qualified to be called houses but shacks instead. Shacks of the poorest quality they had ever seen. Then there was water here and there, accompanied by a pungent scent that brutally assaulted their nose. Jason even felt like this was piss instead of water. Or maybe both, and even feces mixed along. The few people that could be seen wore raggered clothes, and seemed thin to the bone. Almost all of them were bruised up, and dirty. In essence, this place was not suitable for people to live here. Yet there seemed to
Jason thought, as he casually brushed her golden blonde hair with care. He took care of her, the same way she took care of him. Plus, he saw a little sister in her. One that he never had. 'But... I never wished for one to begin with. Only my best friend did. I wonder how he's doing. And the others too.' He thought. At the same time, he thought about his plans from here on out. What would they do from here on out? 'Of course, staying here is a no go. This place reeks.' He surveyed the environment and could see planks, cardboards, branches and other similar resources, here and there. They could take them, and start on their own 'house'... shack. But he felt too proud to do that. Plus, he had no intention of spending another day here. The past few minutes, all he did was brainstorm on his future path, while fusing Talents. He of course obtained a few amazing stuff such as; [Enhanced Condition(C)] and [Beastly Nature(D)]. Which together, brought out [Beserker(B)]. Then that, together
「Alright. Now off you go. Your presence reeks, and is not to my liking」 "Yes yes, thank you lord. Thank you lord." The dominant voice sounded closer than it initially was, signifying that the group was retreating as they spoke. And from the mini map, the duplicate could also see the red marker leaving from the opposite direction. 'Oh... I should have expected that something like this would occur.' It thought, and quickly retreated as well. Once gone, a trio appeared from behind the shack. One was a tall man with broad shoulders and a gruesome scar on his face. Another was a thin young man with a skeletal figure, and the last was a young lady with a disfigured face. As if she had survive an atomic bomb. "Are we really going to do this?" The thin man asked timidly. "Yeah. Why not? Stop being a wuss, man." The larger man replied, playfully hitting the former's shoulder. A bit too hard. "But..." "Stop it, Tim. We have the chance to eat a loaf once in a while. That thing could feed
The duplicate arrived at the box covered windows, and peeked inside, where he saw the trio sitting in a circle. "Are we truly letting three loafs go by?" Brute said in discontence, and the other two took a while longer to respond. "You heard from the others didn't you? Those guys are strong." Pertina said, angry and dissatisfied as well. "...I told you guys we should not do this..." Timicus also added, his neck tucked in his shoulders as if struggling for warmth. "But... Fuck it!!" Brute said, and threw away a metallic cup to the wall. The other two did not flinch, and mostly ignored him. "What now? Not like we had a choice. That Novak would have had us killed had we said no." Pertina added in anger. "..." Timicus kept quiet, which signified that such a statement was true. Jason's duplicate then became aware of the overall matter, and had its guesses. From his understanding, the trio were on their way, but turned back due to his and everyone's show of might when they practiced?
She felt more angered and dissatisfied with Lady Stella, their creator and Star Goddess, than anyone. Especially when they were both women. She had grown up under an abusive father, who fed off at her and other's suffering. When she was born, he saw how beautiful she was, and treasured her like a jewel. She never left home, she never had friends. Hell, barely ten people knew she existed, and those people were all killed by her father, one way or another. And she herself, always listened to him because growing up spoiled and treasured, made her soft and frail. So seeing how her mother was treated everyday, made her thankful of her circumstances. She became a good girl, afraid that sooner or later, she would also receive the same treatment were she to disobey his orders. But it was useless. For, this went on till she was fifteen years old. And at that time, her father was in his early early fifties, while her mother in her later twenties. Her beauty had grown with her, it was so mu