The president's death, witnessed by everyone, plunged the nation into further turmoil. This incident intensified the public's emotions—those who already despised superhumans oscillated between fear and heightened anger. Fearful individuals sought refuge, while the enraged ones fueled their wrath even more. Speculations were rife, with many pointing fingers at the Eden Guild, suspecting them of orchestrating the assassination, leading to an upsurge in protests.Crowds, their anger palpable in the tense air, took to the streets, their voices loud and demanding, converging at the academy's gates in a formidable display of dissent.In the wake of the president's demise, the defense minister ascended to power, the vice president having met a grim fate months earlier, devoured by a beast. The minister, a former military general with formidable authority, vowed to uphold the president's legacy, his voice resounding with determination and fury."We will persist in our pursuit of justice, hono
The new president, face flushed with anger, yells, “Prepare the live broadcast. We will try to encourage superhumans to help us chase the beast away. There's no need to beg the Eden Guild. There are still plenty of superhumans outside that bastard guild.” His voice echoes through the tense air, his eyes burning with frustration.Under the chaos of the beast's attack on the city, an urgent live broadcast from the new president cuts through the noise, “Listen to all superhumans, you are blessed by God with abilities to protect humanity. Now, as beasts ravage our city, please step out and drive the beast away, protect our people. Aren’t you heroes? Please, do your job. Don’t you have hearts to protect the innocent?”And in just a few minutes after the live broadcast, I secure a live slot from the reporter in the academy hall, my voice steady but filled with sarcasm.“Listen up, everyone. We’ve been doing our job, driving the beast away, while the country's president and some people want
My speech is cool and great, right?Like all good stuff, there's always a small fine print on below, almost impossible to read. For me, it’s, “Normal humans can be superhuman, but you need to work for Eden Guild.”The live is over, the Eden Guild gets back to business, wiping out all the beasts in Virginia City in the middle of the night, freeing normal human from my own beasts, and I obtain the president position by going through all of this hassle.Not a bad business.Keaton rushes to me, “Did you plan all of this so you could become president?”“Fuck,” I replay. “I don’t even want to be president. But if I don't, someone else will, he will accuse Eden Guild again and then the killing starts again. It’s an endless cycle of bullshit. The only way I can think of is to force myself into the presidency, so no one else can screw it up and give me more headaches!”Keaton look at me, puzzle, “Yeah, you’re right. I can’t argue with that.”The next morning, all the political senators, govern
"Please listen to me," I stand on the podium, my gaze sweeping across the sea of men in luxury office suits, with the exception of the general, who dons a uniform. "The Beast is from a different planet. They possess a great ‘mana’—an unseen power, a life force. When we consume its meat, we gain its mana or energy. Yes, it can become poison if you don’t know how to treat it, but the recipe on how to cook the beast meat it is already on the internet. Everyone can cook it and eat it like normal meat."I pause, letting the gravity of my words sink in. The murmurs in the room grow louder, a mix of curiosity and skepticism."The most important thing is, every time you eat beast meat, you will raise your inner energy and soon you will become a superhuman if you pass a certain level of inner energy," I continue, displaying the back of my hand. “For people who acquire superhuman abilities, a symbol will appear on the back of their hand, but on early start, sometimes it's only a dot, or a faint
As the temporary president, I know I must swiftly enact laws that will propel humanity towards a brighter future before the election. With memories of the future, I am privy to the impact of each law, especially in aiding the rise of superhumans to control all the beast’s rampage.Three months have passed since our last meeting at the academy, where we discussed the profitability of hunting beasts. The sudden surge in superhumans hunting these creatures led to an abundance of beast meat. This, however, turned into a boon as demand grew, with more people wanting to consume the meat to gain superhuman abilities. Rich and middle class family already use that meet for daily consumption.The economy found its balance as superhumans, flush with cash from their conquests, invested in more advanced weapons. This made hunting easier, causing the beast population to decline and further inflating their wealth. I believe it's essential for the superhumans' money to circulate to keep the economy b
At the military airport, I step out of my car and notice there are already 22 superhumans, who categorized as selfless. They are driven not by personal desires but by kindness.Among them are priests, monks, and other spiritual individuals who find joy in acts of goodness. However, me and the world won’t let them dominate, fearing that people will lose their desire and ambition.I count them: 14 males and 8 females. "We are going to use a helicopter because it takes only 1 hour to reach our destination, compared to 8 hours by land," I explain.They need to learn from me how to confront the Demon leader. As they board the large helicopter, I see their expressions harden, their eyes reflecting a mix of fear and surrendering.The helicopter takes off, soaring into the sky, offering us a panoramic view of the land below.Starting from the Virginia city, superhuman are already moving really fast, conquering city after city. Humans are at their peak. For every gate, they destroy everything
“Priest!” I call out to the man draped in black. “Come here, I will reveal the secret to you.”The priest nods and steps closer, after I tell him, his face contorting in shock. “This is the secret?” With a snap of my fingers, the demon captain succumbs to slumber. I hoist the monk up to the wall and swap him with the priest to the field.The priest looking at the sleeping Demon captain, remembering how he almost die on his hand, his eyes wide with hesitation, takes a deep breath. “Oh, my Lord, grant me strength and peace.” Suddenly, the Demon Captain awakens, seething with rage. He advances towards the priest, who, in a state of surrender, cries out, “Oh God!” Then, with a surprising burst of courage, he strikes the demon captain's head, sending the creature tumbling to the ground. This scene throws everyone into confusion, especially the other 20 superhumans. The fearsome demon captain, who could single-handedly obliterate 20 superhumans, is now being toyed with like a mere child.
This planet name is Babel.In my past life, many attempts were made to take information and technologies from this city to the outside world, but most superhuman, if not die because of the lingering curse and dark spirit, they were stopped by the babel security robots because it was illegal to do so without authority.For years, many tried to solve the planet's problems, yet for 35 years, it remained one of the top three unsolvable issues globally.But 35 years after the apocalypse, someone named Morgan, with ‘secret’ ability finally succeeded in cracking the secret by obtaining a rank 2 authority key, which allowed some information and technologies from Babel to be shared with the outside world, causing significant change on the earth.Since many people want to know the secret of Babel, his first successful achievement led to the creation of a book, movie, and a virtual game based on what was said to be the happening in real Babel.The game's objective is to obtain the rank 1 key wh