Merciless world’s departure
Making our way inside the gate, we could now clearly observe surrounding us area.
A huge blocks of housing space, one on another. It doesn't seem to have seen any maintenance team in quite a long time, making it look like it stood here for decades. I mean, it does stand here for that long. These are the cheapest of the cheapest place for living you can find. The room in there consists of a single room (2m x 3m) and including only one bed. It was that bad.
But from what I know, the guy managing this buildings is earning quite big profits. Maybe I should just advise him to get some maintenance done.
We skipped through the street, meeting eyes with enormous population in here.
In between those blocks, various alleyways are occupied with dozens of peoples, most of them living in there.
Those that can't afford even those blocks are forced to live in this alleyways or on the streets. Of course, around here many working places paying minimal pay were created. It mostly being a clothing, chemical and communal businesses, heavily overworking their men.
It is not like I care anyway, you just have to be lucky enough to get an ability.
A few minutes of ride, we made it towards the second wall, way less impressive than the first one. Once again, a crowd was present before the gate, protesting against their treatment. Which is pretty pathetic if you ask me.
Maybe instead of standing here and holding papers with your words on it, which you spent half of your pay on, you could just work more and gain more ? As I said, pathetic. There is nothing they can do, only normal humans reside here.
This time however, they looked in our direction fearfully and made a way for us.
We were way more famous inside the walls than outside of them, making them fear getting blasted or worse, enslaved.
We proceeded without minding them a one bit, not even looking in their way.
I have turned my back towards Claire and put my leg on one another on the spoiler of the vehicle we were on.
I looked at some of them from time to time, making them squirm and land onto their butt. No surprise really. My usual look seemed to be 'If you say a word I will stab your face many times over' and I was, nonetheless, an adamantine rank ability user.
Thing with adamantine ranked users is, that most of the are overconfident buffoons, heroic hypocrites or simply, an assholes. It isn't really hard to get where it is coming from. We are only one rank behind a Fantasy class, which was impressive and frightening.
Fortunately, there wasn't that many adamantine rank users, making conflicts between us very rare.
Continuing on, we got pass the guards without any need for checking up, no one would be stupid enough to stop a team with adamantine rank leader and numerous diamond ranked members.
Then, we entered the area called middle zone, mostly for ability users.
Houses, in comparison to ones in earlier are, have two floors and are separated from each other, having their own backyards.
Greenery was all around, trees planted near the roadway. It was as if the slums behind the smaller wall didn't exist, having no influence over this heaven of sorts.
Many people were walking around, mainly earlier mentioned ability users. They are the ones keeping of the pest, minor and even major class monsters.
It is the living area for silver and gold ranked, they are a majority of ability users, making this district the biggest one out of three.
Hovering towards the last gate, we could relax. There is no one in here to be banging on any wall, they are here by their own will. Many people, contrary to earlier sights, were waving towards us, parents pointing at us and showing us to their children.
As much as we were bad people in slums and outside the walls, we were considered a heroes for middle and higher district. Taking care of monstrous creatures, saving hundreds of lives on each attack.
We decided to slow down and greet everyone on the way. No one was glaring at Claire either, bringing us an enormous relief. Lower ranks were very tolerant to beast-mans working with head hunters, even more so such cute person as Claire.
As we were walking and greeting people, an object was thrown at us. Expecting it to be a bomb, I quickly created a bubble around it, stopping explosion from affecting the surroundings. People saw it too and started moving and running away.
As the crowd run away, a squad of people has arrived. All of them were wearing black jackets with red outlines. On each persons right arm was a badge featuring an angry dog.
They were none other than 'Hounds' head hunters. They probably came here to 'borrow' our catch.
"Why hello there Chara ! How did your hunt go ?"
The one standing on forefront was a man. He had neck-length black hair and a short beard. He was wearing a red robe and holding a cane in his right hand.
"It was good, we got few good catches. But how did your go, Marcus ?"
I asked, rather innocently. I could see him gritting his teeth for a second, but the retaining his composure.
"It isn't been going quite well, unfortunately. Few of the survivors have fled, one of them being ... that girl in the cage. Give her back, we were the ones seeing her first."
He said with a melancholy in his voice, later on it turning into a smug voice.
"Ha, lmao. What will you do if I don't ?"
I asked back. Gus was right behind me, ready to shred anyone that will try to fight. It was similar with the whole squad. Most of our members were aiming down a special type of ability-canon.
"Or I will be forced to use ... that."
He took out a cube from his pocket. My eyes widened. No matter how innocent it looked like, it was a monster-holding type of cube. However, it wasn't a cube that horrified me, it was what was inside. Because of my own ability, I was able to see an estimated strength of my opponent. The thing in cube was 4 times more powerful than me.
"[Crimson Blast !], Gus ! Run towards the Venture, ring an alarm for Fiction class ! Newbies, evacuate any civilian you can find !"
I screamed towards Gus, who, although fearfully, started sprinting towards the venture. Newbies also seemed to understand the situation.
If we are lucky enough, a barrier guy is still praying in this church of his, and 'The Brute' is getting himself drunk at the guild.
Although it wasn't as powerful as other Fiction classes, it was still rising in strength, not showing any time to stop.
I started blasting Marcus around, trying to get the cube out of his hand. His buddies were not just staring, they tried to distract me from launching their boss around. Fortunately, Will and other guys were in time to stop them.
"[Crimson Core Overload ! 100% !]"
Without an ounce of hesitation, I used my special move. I wasn't going to hold back on him when he was trying to release a monster inside the city.
I made sharpened chains appear out of the ground and rip his hand apart, all while still blasting him.
Nonetheless, he was still alive.
"How the fuck are you still standing ?!"
"Haha, your pathetic powers won't affect me anymore. This creature promised to allow me to destroy you, and I will be happy to do just that ! When I will release this, I will be able to rule ever-"
He said, all while smiling like a fucking megalomaniac.
"Dream on."
I interrupted, launching myself in the air.
"[Crimson Core Overload ! 200% !] [Crimson realm !] [Crimson Demon's knife !] Welcome to my special hell, you asshole !"
Whole terrain has turned red, not even sparing the ever present sky, leaving only Marcus and me with our original colors.
Soon enough, a big red knife appeared in my hand. Rising it up and pointing it at the Marcus, the whole red color present was seemingly sucked into the knife, making it glow as much as the sun would.
Then, in one swift horizontal slash, whole energy was released onto the Marcus.
As a wave, it swarmed him over, erasing him from his unimportant existence.
I then started falling down, left gasping for air.
"[Crimson Core Stabilize]"
I said as I sat down, only to three seconds later, start vomiting blood. After few seconds, I stopped.
I looked towards the site of destruction. An area behind Marcus was destroyed, only leaving a scorched ground behind. It will all grow back in time, give it a couple of years.
I looked for any sign of Marcus, which there were none. The only thing left was this levitating cube, with lighting clanking around it-
Wait a fucking minute !
"Tch, [Crimson Core Overload ! 300% !]"
I activated empowered state once more, making 7 layers of bubbles around the cube. If my movie knowledge is right, after its host getting beaten, this thing will proceed to auto destruct. And from its power level, I can easily say that it won't be a good thing.
Soon enough, it started creating explosions powerful enough to destroy the houses, then whole blocks, then damaging the wall.
[1 layer down, 6 to go.]
Explosions continued, straining down on my barriers. My barriers were nothing in comparison to that of the [Barrier Apostle]. He was a Fantasy rank guy specializing in defense. He could probably be able to stop it with just one layer. I am ... weak.
[2 layers down, 5 to go.]
They started strengthening on frequency, gathering their power in seemingly endless blows. Heh, I am sure that [The Brute] would be able to punch his way even through them. He was a Fantasy rank offense. He could punch his way through anything, putting down anyone in a simple blow. Unlike me. Pathetic.
[4 layers down, 3 to go.]
Even my team. Gus was something of a mini brute, Will being able to incinerate anything weaker than him just by looking at the target, even Claire being able to bring smile to anyone's face and cooking a miracles out of mere quality ingredients. All of them had their speciality, all of them were key parts of the team. All of them, besides me. U̴̟̘͆̔͛s̵͙͔͓͊͆̽e̸̝̫̼̔͛͑l̸̫͔͆̓͘e̵͔̙͉͋̾͝s̴͙͇̘͒͘͝s̸̢͉͚̾́̓ ...
[6 down, last one left.]
...
No. It isn't about this. It isn't about any strength, any ability, or uniqueness whatsoever.
It is about what I leave behind. It is about how they will remember me.
Blood was flowing down from my eyes and ears, making it impossible to hear or see what is happening around me.
But, I know one thing ... this last layer ...
I am taking this shit down to the gates of hell with me.
"[Crimson Core Overload ! 600% !- *Blurgh !*"
I vomited once again, feeling the metallic taste I was able to guess what was I vomiting.
I felt lightheaded, faint. But I can't end it here, not now.
I poured every last bit of my strength into this one last layer, making it shine enough for me to see it through the closed eyes.
Wind started howling, world started illuminating and birds started singing.
I opened eyes once more, no longer on the battlefield.
I was on the place that I knew perfectly. Too perfectly.
"You did what you could."
I turned around, only to be met with a child silhouette, one that I knew for quite long time.
"What, kid ? Dead already ?"
I said with a grin. It was a small girl, brown hair and gold eyes, her height reaching my neck.
"I am not her. She is sleeping currently."
Person pointed out.
"Huh. So, I guess I am dead. Where is hell ? I need to be on my way."
"Oh, it isn't for me to decide. They will be the one deciding, for now, you can rest. You will meet up in them in the right time ... good luck, and thank you."
"Who are they ? And for what are you thanking me ?"
"You will know when you see them. As for the latter, I am known as will of the world. Creature you contained would blow up 76% of earths surface, making it unusable. You saved the humanity, awarded with Fantasy rank, ability user of Crimson Core, The hanging Chieftain."
"..."
"Well, I will leave you now. Good bye."
Woman then vanished into thin air, leaving me alone.
I laid down, fucking tired of the entertainment of one day. I was able to at least end one thing properly.
How would Frisk manage without this older sister ? She was the sole reason I became the head hunter in the first place, for her to have everything she needs, and for her to have no need to work.
And I partially succeeded. With what I have managed to gather, thousands of gold coins. She won't need to work for her entire life if she lives somehow reserved. And I am more than sure I am leaving her in good hands. Gus, Claire, others, they are good people. Shame I couldn't at least said goodbye. I decided to first take a little nap. It can't hurt, right ?
...
[Commencing Judgement Session of Soul #952763873866389278]
I found myself in some kind of lucid dream state. Like, you know that it is a dream, but you just, can't move.
But, as much as I couldn't move, I didn't need to. My vision became ... wider ? I was able to see around myself perfectly, without any issue.
I spotted eight figures around the colossal sized room.
First one was a Yellow giant, standing with his back up against something akin to a wall. He wears a cowboy suit, with a 'sherif' badge on his jacket. In hand, he held a yellow revolver.
Second one was a girl with light blue skin color. She wears a ribbon around her chest. Her eyes pink paired with blue color, making her look like a carefree person, I would even say so if not for a huge knife in her hand.
Third one looks like a grown up woman in a ballerina suite. Her hair were a color of deep blue.
Fourth one, looking ... like a librarian ? Contrary to majority in here, she didn't seem to look up from the book that she was reading. She had glasses and a purple hair.
Fifth one, just like the librarian, wasn't minding anyone's presence, standing above the pan placed on the heater. She wore Un apron, looking a little worn.
Sixth one was a man with orange hair. He was nonstop cracking his knuckles, trying to make himself as intimidating as possible. He wears an kung-fu type of clothing as well as gloves and a bandanna on his forehead.
Seventh one was a red humanoid figure. Looking just like human, but without eyes and ears, only mouth and hair were visible. Well, we can add this big plaster on its cheek. In hand, it held a long stick.
And finally, the eight. Just it's aura made me somehow comfortable. It was a child in a pink dress. It's hair, black as oil and eyes just as dark. It had a smile plastered on its face, contrary to a dusty knife on its side.
[Starting the Judgment session.
Hatred, unnaturally satisfied, approves individuals reincarnation.
Because of amount of hate that you provided and because of you reminding it someone, individual gains a vote.
Determination, pleased with your actions, allows your reincarnation.
Determination that you have shown at the end of your life was unnaturally pure. It also appreciates you taking care of Individual Frisk, which Determination founds extremely familiar.
Integrity, strongly approves of Individuals reincarnation.
Even though quite loosely, Individual followed throughly with its principles and moral code, never breaking any of its own rules.
Perseverance, although hesitantly, agrees for your reincarnation.
Even if your goal wasn't done by any noble means, it was indeed, a noble one. And you preserved without losing any faith, that what you are doing is good.
Kindness rejects your reincarnation.
Individual, through hurting others, rarely showed any signs of kindness when it was a necessity.
Patience backs out.
You didn't do anything that required and unnatural or an undeveloped patience.
Bravery hesitantly, does not agree for Individuals reincarnation.
Even if individual reached the peak of bravery on deaths bed, the cowardice you showed by killing and capturing other living beings ... saddens Bravery.
Justice detests your reincarnation.
Killing and selling off a living beings isn't in Justices code, therefore hate towards Individual is unreal.
End of Judgement session.
Votes for reincarnation - 4
Votes denying reincarnation - 3
Pull out's - 1
Individual will be reincarnated shortly, please hold o-
Justice interrupts. Justice uses [Curse of a Villain] on individual and [Justice force minor empowerment] the destination world.
[Curse of a Villain] - People leaded by justice will feel uncomfortable within targets vicinity. If target fights with people leaded by justice, enemies strength + 100%.
To erase the curse; 3 uses of [Purge] ability.
[Justice force minor empowerment] - All people leaded by justice will receive buff + 100% to all stats.
Bravery, Patience, Kindness, Perseverance aren't moved.
Determination and Integrity are surprised.
Hate is furious.]
In this moment, a comfortable aura felt from black kid changed to aura of dread. However in few seconds, her angry face turned into devilish grin.
[Hate converses with Determination and Integrity.
...
Determination and Integrity nod.
Hate uses [Evil forces empowerment] on destination world and [Gift] and [Blessing of Hatred] on Individual.
[Blessing of Hatred] - Those drown in hate, self denial and fear will fill comfortable around the host.
Makes host way more resistant to drawbacks from use of hate trait.
Enhances Hate trait abilities by 100%.
[Gift] - Gift from one of major souls. Opened in process of reincarnation.
[Major Evil forces empowerment] - All people leaded by hate and evil will receive buff + 300%.
Determination uses [Purge] on Individual.
Integrity uses [Purge] on Individual.
Curse not broken, however it's effects weaken.
Reduces '+ 100%' to '+ 60%'
Bravery, Kindness, Patience, Perseverance are amused.
Justice is shocked.
Bravery decides to even the chances.
Bravery uses [Small Bravery empowerment] - Those leaded by bravery will receive buff of 50%.
Hate deci-
%#ERROR%# ... Interrupting detected.
Skipping through useless procedures.
Proceeds to reincarnation.]