“What the hell, Damian! Twenty-four people died because of you! How will you take responsibility for this?!” Tasha yelled at me as soon as we were alone.After arriving at the base, Tasha and I excused ourselves, and no one was even in the right shape to care about it.Even Adam appeared to be too drowned in his own guilt to concern himself with others. Of course, Chloe remained by his side to comfort him. Now alone with the vice-leader, she was hurling blames at me. Her furious expression, coupled with the guilty eyes she had, told me of the horrors she experienced as she ran away from the monsters.However… as much as I deserved the blame for thinking the Hobs wouldn’t have mobilized their forces large enough to fill up the compound, there was only so much nagging I could take.“That’s enough, Tasha,” I said, sighing a bit.My calm take on the matter got her even more enraged as she drew closer to me and grabbed my collars in annoyance.“What the hell are you saying? That’s enough?
Tasha nodded, still trembling.Realizing that I had successfully imprinted fear and respect into her, there was no longer any need to keep her with me. I could also expect that she would stop showing me any hostility or glare at me coldly for the time being, since her fear of me was bound to keep her docile.“If you understand, then leave this very instant!” I said, retracting my face.With our eyes meeting one more time, Tasha caught a glimpse of my murderous glare. Her body trembled even more, but this was as far as I intended to take it.Releasing her from my hold and taking a few steps back, I placed both hands in my pockets.Tasha didn’t need another word from me as she hurriedly ran back to base to escape any further threat, after all, who knew what next I would do.As I saw her run, I smiled, whispering under my breath.“Don’t you worry about the Demons. Since you’re all too weak, I simply have to do it for you… and I’ll avenge your fallen comrades while I’m at it.”----------
>WHOOOOSHH
[System Information]-Name: Hobgoblin (Tanker)-Level: 60-Race: Demon (Lesser) – Grade: 1-Age: 70 days[Stats]-HP: 400-MP: 50-Strength: 500-Agility: 450-Vitality: 700-Intelligence: 30[End Of Information]My eyes bulged as I saw the large Demon’s Stats. Not only was its level twice as high as the average Hobgoblin, but its stats were also something else entirely.“It looks like its size isn’t just for show!” I mumbled, summoning my weapons to fight.For one of its kind to be here, it only meant more were stationed inside. Even for me, taking on many Demons like him could prove to be a challenge, especially with Archer Hobgoblins aiming at me.“How exciting! I don’t believe I’ve had such an extremely close fight in quite a while!”The Hobgoblins who aimed their arrows at me launched them without warning, sending the sharpened wooden projectiles my way.Tracing their trajectory, I figured out they were all aimed directly at me, and none of them were going to miss!Swin
Looking at the Demon’s Status Window and comparing it to mine, it was clear I still had the upper hand.[System Information]-Name: Hobgoblin (Tanker)-Level: 60-Race: Demon (Lesser) – Grade: 1-Age: 70 days[Stats]-HP: 400-MP: 50-Strength: 500-Agility: 450-Vitality: 700-Intelligence: 30[End Of Information]Compared to that, I had;[STATUS INFORMATION]-Name: Damian Stark-Level: 135 – Exp: 80.61-Race: Human – Job: Thief-Age: 16 Years-Sex: Male-Height: 5’3. – Weight: 115 pounds-Alignment: Chaotic Neutral-Karma Points: 1,000-(G) Karma Points: 100[Stats]-HP: 6,850-MP: 1,560-Strength:1,400-Agility: 7,050-Vitality: 6,850 -Intelligence: 20,750-(G) Factor: 60~Gift: [Subspace]-Items Equipped: Hell Kobold King Claw (x2)-Allies: None[Additional Information]A human with the last Gift. Possesses the interest of God.[End Of Information]It was clear who would win. However, I understood that if one of its kind was here, there was bound to be
>FWOOOSH< I jumped toward the fence, making it to the top in one try, as expected.Looking at the compound, a wave of nostalgia washed over me, reminding me of the first time I saw the interior.The Demons weren’t as plentiful as the last time I came here, since they numbered only a few thousand. Most likely five thousand or less.However, just as expected, they consisted of the troublesome Hobgoblin Archers for long-range and Hobgoblin Tankers for melee.Fortunately, the Archers had expended their arrows on their first strike towards the gate and were now in the process of reloading their bows.Calculating the time it would take for them to be finished based on the earlier fight I had, I deduced it to be a little less than a second.That was enough time.Nearly all my combat skills became activated as I dashed from the fence and lunged myself at the expectant crowd.However, before impact, I summoned nearly all my Demon Cores to serve as the fireworks which would mark the beginning
As I mentioned this, the miserable people were nearly in tears, dreading the next thing I would say. Unfortunately, they were unable to speak due to the effect of on them.“And so, there is only one thing that is expected of both sides. Kill or be killed!” Their eyes bulged and some began shedding tears.Well, it wasn’t like those would help at this point. With the very Demons they had tried avoiding by fleeing the Camp directly before them, it was easy to surmise that most of them would give in to despair.However, whether they lived or died in this battle was of no real importance to me. After all, this was merely a means to an end.‘It’s time to further my research on this matter… be grateful, everyone. Your lives will produce results that I can use for the greater good!’I moved away from the Demons and Gifted, ensuring that I had moved a considerable distance from them. With a single leap, I jumped onto the fence and landed safely on its thick surface.“Now then, without furthe
If anyone witnessed the sight going on beneath me, especially seeing that I was the one who caused it, they would be confused.A few dozen demons against 28 Gifted. They were 29 actually but one was bleeding out after I cut off his arm and would be entirely useless in this battle.What sort of goal did I have in mind for this? Well, it would soon be revealed.“A-am I dead…?!” Larry mumbled to himself as his tired eyes watched the Hobgoblin Tanker’s arm fall on him.>FWOOOSH< Suddenly, I witnessed the most unbelievable thing. The Hobgoblin Tanker stopped moving midway and turned to dust, dropping its core to the ground.“W-wha-?!” I let out.Larry was astonished as well, but what occurred next was something that was even more unexpected.Appearing from the dust of the fallen Demon was none other than Lara.“W-what’s… going on…?” I whispered.What had just occurred was something that was so fast even my eyes couldn’t catch up to what happened.“Are you alright, Larry?” Lara asked the s
In the quiet aftermath of the tumultuous ARMAGEDDON, I found myself standing at the precipice of a new reality. The remnants of the battle lingered in the air, and I could feel the residual power and (G) Essence coursing through the fabric of existence. As I gazed upon the aftermath, a solemn determination settled within me – a resolve to forge a reality free from the influence of both Demons and Gods.With newfound purpose, I raised my hands, drawing upon the remnants of power that swirled around me. As I concentrated, the very fabric of existence seemed to warp and bend to my will. The Demons and Gods, the Administrators of this chaotic universe, were to be left behind in the debris of ARMAGEDDON.In a surge of cosmic energy, I began to shape a pristine reality, one untouched by supernatural forces. The skies cleared, the land became fertile, and the seas calmed. I meticulously crafted a world where the laws of nature reigned supreme, untouched by the meddling hands of higher bei
"Oh well, there's nothing else I can do…" Even if I was annoyed about the whole thing with Arthur, it was still a fact that he lost.Thanks to their emergency escape, the Pariah party missed their chance to challenge the Hidden Floor of the Tower Of Conquerors.Not only that, but their plan to use Leah and the others as hostages didn't work. They were in my [Subspace].'It's not like they matter to me at this point…'I could simply keep them as (G) Karma Point banks.Now that I could once again resort to farming (G) Karma from people, wasn't this the perfect opportunity to gain as many points as I could?'Ah, but I need quite the number of Points to advance to B Rank…'My Gift was currently in C Rank. While the abilities were pretty broken at this point, I couldn't help but wonder what awaited me if I could get a higher Rank.'With this whole gods business, I need to get as strong as possible…'With a smile, I gazed upon the warbling portal in front of me."Speaking of stronger… I sh
What happens when a person keeps climbing the Tower?Yes, with each Level Up, wounds heal and the body is restored. However, mental fatigue is something that piles up. The strain a person has is something that gathers over time.The Rankers knew this quite well, so they all agreed to climb together. It was very obvious what they were planning on doing.—Letting the other person die!In this world, there were many ways to get stronger. It was also possible to use certain loopholes in the System—especially if one wasn't an Evil Aligned yet.Since the Rankers were in a Party, they must have been very certain of their Alignments, making them completely 'trust' one another.But, these things could be deceptive.Just as I managed to kill a bunch of people without a change in my Chaotic Neutral Alignment, the same applied to a lot of people—especially in a dangerous place like the Tower.As they fought monsters, it was certain that Rankers would get weakened. Then… if, by chance, some 'accid
[SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT!][The Tower Of War Has Been Cleared!]Torrents of thoughts flowed in my mind as I looked at the System Window displayed in front of me.'What the hell…?'Why?How?Who?It didn't make any sense.The average Level for the current denizens of the world was 50. The strong ones were about to reach Level 100, but I didn't expect anyone to have attained Level 150 talk-less 200.The Levels and Grades of the monsters climbed as one advanced through the Floors, and since the Towers had similar difficulty, I expected others to receive the same treatment I experienced.No one could have succeeded in that venture, but me. It wasn't pride… but reality!However…'Could it be.—?!'Perhaps it was something I failed to consider. I had always suspected it, but after the Tutorial ended and I kept a watchful eye on the Leaderboard, Auction, Tower Updates, and several other elements of this new world, my doubts were cleared.There shouldn't have been anyone else who was granted somet
"Rise and shine, sleepy head." A voice greeted Abhoth as he opened his astral eyes.His vision blurred, but it only lasted for a moment.Soon, he could see everything around him. It was the exact scene he remembered before dying—the underground room where he was brewing his Elixir.Did he not die? Had he managed to survive?Countless thoughts lurked in Abhoth's ghost-like body… until he realized the fact… that he was in a ghost-like body.He nearly shrieked, seeing as he had a near-transparent form, and floated like a ghost. A purple aura emanated from him, and his body was incorporeal—well, nearly.He was made of energy, and he could even see his actual body—his corpse—lying on the ground.Abhoth didn't need a prophet to tell him that he was dead.'Ghost Magic…?!' His thoughts rang, and imaginary cold sweat broke out on his forehead.He was a ghost, so he couldn't really sweat.Still, Abhoth understood the implications of what had happened to him. As an expert in Magic, he knew of th
The audience was astonished!Sweat fell from their brows and their bodies shuddered. Even though they were protected by the sturdy pink layer, none of them were immune to the chill that coursed through their bones.The group had thought they saw the full extent of the Masked Man's powers—or at least close to it. However, his current actions shattered their preconceived notion."I-impossible…""This can't be real… right?""I can't believe this… is he really human?""Masked Hero! You're so amazing!"They all had different ways of expressing their shock.For starters, the group didn't know how it was possible to clear the battlefield of corpses. They had seen so many dead bodies—like an insurmountable sea—yet, in an instant, the Masked Man cleared them all.It was a feat like none other.As if that wasn't amazing enough, a massive Dragon suddenly emerged from a dark cloud and soared into the sky. The Demon—a being that far surpassed anything they had seen up until that moment—charged bri
There were many ways to win.I knew that from the get-go. I could use [Subspace] to shave off parts of the Dragon's body, reducing its health until it completely fell apart.I could use my purification to severely weaken it and blast the monster to kingdom come. An easy solution would also be to use the seventy-one Treasures OF War to impale the beast on all ends. If I added my Mana to them and increased their efficiency, the monster stood no chance.I could keep going on and on as to how I could win, but what was the point?Once in a while, a person needed some excitement in their life—I was no exception."COME!"My declaration prompted the Dragon Of Storms—or rather, what was left of him—to charge at me with frightening speed.>WHOOOOSSHSHHH
The area around the beast was charred, and nothing but black, sooty grounds surrounding it. Impaling it were several weapons; ranging from spears to blades.They all looked very powerful and valuable.There were seventy-one of the weapons that pierced the monster's body… most likely what killed it.My eyes narrowed on the dead beast, and a wry smile appeared on my face. It now made sense why I sensed such powerful energy from beyond the gate back then.This monstrosity was the cause.Laid on the ground, surrounded by destruction and carnage was one of the most powerful races of Demons that existed.—A Dragon!Judging from the battle scene, I had a fair idea of what transpired here… at least what the narrative of this Floor was.A battle occurred, and the several races combined forces. They had a common enemy, and that was the fallen beast at the center of the battle. I had an idea of the difficulty if seven hundred thousand individuals ganged up on the creature.'It's at least a Grade
I realized my childish body was too inefficient.In so many ways, the fact that I was below average in height and build was going to impede my future plans… which was why I decided to solve the problem.Using Lara’s Gift, now my Skill, I could shape-shift into any form I desired. However, it consumed Mana, and it also had a duration despite how much I maxed it out. Since I couldn't maintain it for too long, the ability was useless as a permanent solution.Scouring for a solution in the SHOP, I finally found my answer. It was a Potion known as the Perfect Growth Compound. After reading its description, I understood its function.The potion simply elevated whoever drank it to their ideal, most perfect physical state. As a result, it could take me to the peak I could ever attain physically.I was a little worried that I was going to remain short, but seeing as there was also a Reversal Potion being sold, I decided to take my chances.Who would have thought… it actually worked!I grew to