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Starting as a level 1 demon

This is the story of many. All dying and wanting their own justice on the world. Follow the three Kazue Ito, Zack Zanelion, And [Redacted] on there way to get revenge on the world that wronged them.

Zirum · Fantasy
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30 Chs

Chapter XX: Serf Out-Classed

Zack tapped his face and his hand passed through it. He didn't know a single bit of what was happening. He looked at himself in shock and fear. Zack screamed in fear and was worried. He felt so scared and confused he slowly dulled his own vision until the point he blacked out. He felt weird. Little did Zack know that this was the high people felt when they had strength.

He kept spinning until he fell and was in a black space. He looked and saw his body was normal with the darkness going into him. "HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE! HELP ME" Zack yelled. He kept yelling for so long. Then heard the screams screaming back. Zack felt trapped. He was almost done absorbing the darkness. Zack was crying from the sadness of possibly never seeing his world again.

"No one will miss you" Zack's Screams said. "You're a nobody. A waste of mass" another scream echoed. "Help me. Someone please help me…" Zack said as he finally was engulfed by the shadows. When he was engulfed, he fell asleep. In this void of darkness and pain.

He woke up outside of the void and looked at himself. He looked in the lake and saw his reflection. He looked different. His hands and feet were black with chains and small cracks of this darkness formed around the parts that were normal. Zack was still scared as he looked at the lake. His head felt horrible and his eyes were adjusting to the sun.

The things that were different about him was he was wearing a black cloak that reached to the ground when he wore it with a red and purple pattern with black fog emitting from it in a odd way. His clothing under it was the black and white clothing you would wear to a wedding. Finally, his eyes had turned into this optical illusion of a red horizon. His sclera were the same.

Zack tried taking off the cloak but couldn't do it. Every time it came off, A new one appeared, with the old one turning into dust. "What's happened to me" Zack Thought. He couldn't go back now. Everyone would look at him worse due to his hands and feet. He would be in more pain because of this. *!*

[User, The System Congratulates you for fully acquiring the system. To access the system, think the following word, "Menu", With the intent to use the system.]

Zack looked at this and thought "I really must have cracked. I've gone insane". Zack ignored it for thinking he was just hallucinating or seeing things. He was going to walk home despite all the looks coming towards him. He felt all the disgust and confusion headed towards him. He looked and saw all these nice families. His envy was growing from watching this.

He kept walking until he heard someone walking behind him. He turned around and saw it was the same person who took his book. He threw some paper shreds on him and says "You can have that stupid book back. It was horrible so I shredded it." The child said as he laughed at him. Zack was looking at these shreds and heard a voice.

"Fight Him." *!*

[Quest Received! Fight August Flint]

Zack recognized the voice but couldn't tell who it was exactly as he didn't remember where he heard that voice from. Zack walked and just felt his hatred in this person and decided he would fight him. "Does it really matter if I'm insane at this point?" Zack thought as he simultaneously thought the word "Menu" *!*

[Zack Zanelion]

[Race: Unidentifiable]

[HP: 10/10]

[All Stats: 10]

[Skills]

[Inspect]

[Weapons Master LV. 1]

[Summoners Skill: Skyfire Axe]

[Steal LV. 1]

[Demonic Fist LV. 1]

[Demonic Kick LV. 1]

Zack was happy he wasn't insane and thought about the skills. He thought about demonic fist. When he did his fist were surrounded in blue fire. Zack was confused but went with it. He also didn't want to kill him so he would hold back because anyone could die to fire so he ran at him and landed a hit. August felt the hit and a faint burning sensation on his back and saw it was Zack.

"YOU SERF CLASS SCUM! YOU DEFY THE ROYAL FLINT FAMILY" August yelled as the man who beat Zack up came with three more like him. Zack wasn't about to hold back on these guys, even if they were from the flint family. He ran at top speed and landed a flurry of punches at full force. He collapsed from all of the punches and Zack felt he could only do this a few more times.

The men were both in shock and thought he was at the stalwart tier. At the same time, no news of a serf class nobody at the stalwart tier was heard of recently. They both were ready for Zack this time and blocked but weren't prepared for the fire from his punches. This fire only mildly burned them and didn't cause too much pain but left a permanent scar.

August was looking at Zack with fear. August wasn't going to let this go though. He used magic to try and injure him but it was as if the effects would instantly nullify as Zack would keep walking towards August with a intent to get revenge on a person who wronged him without any necessity.

Zack looked at him with a faint red glow of aura seeping out of his eyes. August felt like Zack wasn't even human. "What are you supposed to be?" August felt scared as he fell to the cement-like sidewalk on his back as everyone watched this scene. In a different area though, someone felt like he should help with this show of performance.

"This is going to be fun" A person said enthusiastically as he went to where Zack was with a more transparent and bigger, intimidating look. Zack had said his answer and the person would repeat it. "I Am The Punisher." they both said as the person had left the scene. August ran and called for help and Zack picked up the shreds of his book and left.

Zack liked this feeling. The feeling of strength and superiority that was making Zack feel amazing. Zack looked at his clothing and thought "You Know What. I kinda like this outfit". Zack walked home with a smile and felt like he might be able to change a system that doesn't need to exist in this world. The world is amazing. Why ruin it with horrible people?

...…

"Dad! Someone beat me up!" August said dramatically and depressed as he looked to a figure that was in a separate space divided by some white cloth in a room that was entirely golden. "We will find him. Do you know his name?" The figure asked.

"He Said He Was The Punisher" August replied.