Quinto

I can't believe it…

[Atlan]

[Bloodline: Angelic Reaper of Souls]

[Genus]

—1x (2-star) Pseudo Canzer

—1x (3-star) Human

—1x (10-star) Grim Reaper

—1x (10-star) Angel

[Mutation]

— (10-star) Gluttonous Soul

— (10-star) Lightspeed Angel Wings

[Trait]

— 10x level booster

[LifeSkills]

Specialty: GLOBAL

—God: (SSS) Grim Reaper Physique 

———1st stage Student Realm

————(1000 / 1000)

Specialty: Vanguard

—DPS: (SSS) Cherubic Retribution

——— Consolidating to 4th stage

———— 4 days : 23 hrs

—Mage: (C) Mucus Spray

——— Consolidating the 4th stage

———— 5 days : 22 hrs

———— 1x F class fragment

—Sniper: (SSS) Apocalyptic Hellfire

——— 1st stage Student

———— (0 / 1000)

[Available Experience: 17,921.2]

[Upgrade Points: 993,000]

He couldn't believe that the emaciated old man who was spouting about the apocalypse was Quinto Kindle, the First Savior.

Those words that flashed in front of him confirmed his suspicions.

From the first time he saw the old man, he felt that he was familiar; Atlan felt like he had seen him before.

But because he was so far away from the man, he couldn't remember it. Only when he pushed himself deeper within the crowd and finally reached the very front of the commotion did he finally get a good look at the old man.

Gone was the luscious lion's mane white hair on his head. 

Gone were the fierce and unrelenting expressions in his eyes. 

Gone was the arrogant and aggressive smile on his face that intimidated everyone who looked his way.

What's left of him was just skin and bones. He was nothing but a husk of his old self, with his face barely resembling his glorious days.

"Oh come on, old man. Stop pretending."

"He's so dramatic."

"Will someone wake him up please?"

They didn't know he was dead. 

Why would they? Immortality was still embedded in their brains and the concept of death was so foreign to them that they hadn't even thought about it all.

Coupled with the fact that they distrusted everything Quinto did, they simply believed that he was faking his 'illness'.

After a few minutes, some of the people in the front of the crowd walked over to Quinto's body and shook him to try and wake him up.

They noticed that he was cold to the touch. They found this weird.

And just as they were about to voice out their doubts about the whole situation, a few of the soldiers standing by forced themselves through the crowd.

They then prevented anyone from coming near him anymore as they transported his body elsewhere.

"Okay, folks. The show's over. He needs to be taken care of."

Most of the crowds dispersed when the soldiers intervened. However, the few people who touched the cold corpse of Quinto lingered for a few seconds, with doubts flashing in their eyes.

However, they quickly shook their heads and threw away the thought forming in their mind.

Quinto passed out, nothing more.

"Hey, are you okay?" Lizzi looked at Atlan with a worried expression. She saw the absent-minded look on his face.

"Yeah…it's just…that was the First Savior. That was the Quinto Kindle."

She sighed. Just like everybody who watched everything unfold, she was also disappointed with what happened to him. She still remembered the days when she idolized the legends told about his exploits.

"It's such a shame what happened to him. He's become a crazed old fool. He used to be the symbol of hope and strength in this City and the whole world, but now…"

She didn't want to speak about it anymore because the more she thought about it, the more she regretted the circumstances.

"He must've been so powerful…" Atlan muttered.

He looked at his Soul System and the powers he gained from reaping the very First Savior—the man who lived for thousands of years accumulating strength.

He gained another LifeSkill, which had the job of a sniper. Surprisingly, it was SSS class rated.

This was the first time he had ever heard of someone else having a SSS class rated LifeSkill. 

The best one he had ever seen was Yasmine, but she was already considered to be a transcendent talent with a very bright future.

But the fact that Quinto had this LifeSkill meant that there were others with SSS class LifeSkills out there.

Atlan immediately upgraded this LifeSkill to the 2nd stage.

[You have successfully advanced through the 1st Stage Student Realm of your SSS class LifeSkill Apocalyptic Hellfire]

[Consolidation period: 12 hrs: 59 mins: 50secs]

Getting the SSS class LifeSkill was already a tremendous reward in and of itself, but that wasn't the only thing he received when he reaped the death of Quinto.

He looked at his Soul System and saw that he gained a Trait.

[Trait]

— 10x level booster

What's this?

"Lizzie, do you know something called Trait?"

Lizzie tilted her head and thought for a second. But, in her hundred years of life, she hadn't heard of something called Trait.

"Sorry, I don't know. Why do you ask?"

Atlan waved his hands. "It's fine. I just thought I heard someone talk about it. I must have misheard them."

Lizzie didn't question it any further. After a few seconds of silence, Lizzie suddenly jolted as she remembered something that she was supposed to say.

"Oh right! I forgot to tell you why I've been looking for you."

"What's wrong?"

"It's something that's going to rid your mind of what happened."

Lizzie guided Atlan up the steps of the HeadQuarters. When she opened the door, the first thing he saw was a few Saviors with green battle suits gathered around the reception area.

They all had youthful faces, and he didn't recognize any of them–except for one.

For some reason, Neumann was among the youthful group of Saviors.

Once Neumann saw Atlan walking with Lizzie towards him, he waved his hands.

"What are we doing in the HeadQuarters?" Atlan asked Lizzie.

She smiled. "You remember your prize for the competition, right?"

"Yes. My reward is a mission in the Remedium in a week."

"Well, good news. Something happened and your schedule has moved up!"

"When?"

"Now!"