Apocalypse Cheater



As the guards were forced to the ground by the immeasurable pressure, their groans of pain filled the air.

'I can't move... It's like an invisible weight is crushing me' one guard wheezed, his voice strained by the unbearable pressure.

Another guard, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead, mumbled, 'This... this is impossible. I've faced countless threats, but nothing like this'

'We were supposed to be the best in the business' a third guard whispered through clenched teeth, 'How is he doing this to us?'

The fourth guard, pinned to the ground, had a look of sheer terror in his eyes as he stammered, 'What is this...power?'

They writhed in agony, struggling to comprehend the force that was causing them harm.

Even the Captain, a symbol of unwavering authority, found himself humbled, his voice stifled by the overwhelming power that held him captive.

His thoughts raced with panic as he lay prone, unable to even cast a glance in Daniel's direction.

'What in the world is this!?' he questioned internally, his mind fraught with fear and confusion.

The force pressing down upon him left him feeling utterly powerless, a sensation he had never experienced before.

Meanwhile, the force of Daniel's killing intent remained focused solely on the guards.

It was a targeted assault, sparing the VIPs from its destructive power.

However, even this limited effect caused visible web-like cracks to snake across the walls and ceiling of the room.

The very foundation of the space trembled in response to the intensity of Daniel's aura.

The VIPs, still seated in a mixture of awe and terror, exchanged furtive comments in hushed tones.

"This power... It's unimaginable," one of them muttered, the words laden with disbelief.

Another chimed in, "We came here for diplomacy, not this. Who is he, and what is he capable of?"

Another VIP, their face pale, muttered, "I thought I understood power, but this... it's beyond comprehension."

"This changes everything," another VIP whispered to their companion, "Our world has just become a lot more uncertain."

"We're supposed to be leaders," another VIP said with a hint of frustration, "We can't even protect ourselves from this... whatever it is."

Their whispered conversations mirrored the shared sense of bewilderment and unease that had gripped the room.

The world leaders, accustomed to wielding authority and influence, found themselves confronting a situation that transcended their control, and their questions echoed the collective shock that

Amidst this unfolding chaos, the Captain managed to gasp out a strained question, "What... are you?" His voice was barely audible, a desperate plea for understanding as he grappled with the sheer magnitude of the force that held him down.

Amidst this unfolding chaos, the Captain managed to gasp out a strained question, "What... are you?"

His voice was barely audible, a desperate plea for understanding as he grappled with the sheer magnitude of the force that held him down.

Hearing the Captain's question, Daniel answered with a grin that held a touch of mystery.

"Who am I? There's no need for you to know," he said cryptically.

His response only deepened the intrigue surrounding him, and the room's attention was now firmly fixed on him. 

With the guards rendered helpless in a matter of seconds sent shivers down their spines, and now, all of the VIPs were now paying close attention to him.

The world leaders, once composed and confident, were now drenched in sweat as they pondered his intentions.

"But what all of you need to know," Daniel continued, his voice carrying a weight of impending doom, "is that not all of you will be walking out of here alive."

His declaration hung in the air like a thunderclap, and chaos erupted in its wake.

Panic spread like wildfire among the VIPs as they grappled with the sudden uncertainty of their fate.

Whispers of fear and apprehension swept through the room, drowning out any semblance of order or diplomacy.

As the room plunged into a state of turmoil, the reactions from the VIPs varied, each reflecting the shock and disbelief of their newfound predicament.

"What is this...? I thought we were about to celebrate the event...?" one VIP exclaimed, their voice trembling with disbelief.

A second VIP, a prominent figure in international diplomacy, muttered, "This is unprecedented. I've never seen anything like it in my entire career."

Another VIP, known for their calm demeanour in the face of crises, couldn't hide the astonishment in their voice. "We came here for peace talks, not... this nightmare."

A renowned scientist among the VIPs, his eyes fixed on Daniel. "How is he capable of such power?"

In a matter of moments, the carefully orchestrated event had devolved into chaos, with each world leader wondering whether they would be the next target of this seemingly unstoppable force.

Amidst the room's escalating chaos and the shocked reactions of the VIPs, Liam's voice cut through like a thunderclap.

His anger was palpable as he confronted Daniel's intrusion.

"Who in the world are you to interrupt this grand event?"

Liam questioned, his eyes blazing with fury.

His plan, so close to fruition, was now thrown into disarray by this unforeseen disruption.

His outburst drew the attention of every VIP present, their reactions shifting once again, this time towards Liam's confrontation.

But Daniel, his gaze fixed on Liam, felt a deep well of hatred surge within him.

The anger he harboured went beyond any previous encounter.

"You think just because you have some abilities you can do whatever you want?" Liam continued, his voice dripping with arrogance.

"I will let you know that an army of Players from various guilds will be arriving here for your reckless behaviour,"

Liam declared with a smirk, confident that an army of players would be enough to deal with Daniel's interference.

The room's atmosphere became even more charged, a clash of egos and powers brewing on the precipice of chaos. The VIPs, caught in a battle of extraordinary forces, could only watch in trepidation as the situation unfolded.

As Liam continued his verbal assault, his words dripped with overconfidence, and he revelled in the opportunity to mock Daniel further.

"How dare you disturb the cusp of something monumental!" Liam declared, a sinister grin stretching across his face.

"Your little display won't derail the inevitable. The world is about to change, and there's nothing you can do to stop it."

A murmur of agreement rippled through the VIPs, some nodding in reluctant accord with Liam's proclamation.

Liam leaned in closer, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial tone. "You may have caught us off guard today, but I assure you, our preparations are flawless. Your power means nothing against the might of our alliance."

One of the VIPs couldn't help but ask, "What are you planning, Liam?"

With a sly chuckle, Liam replied, "Oh, my dear guests, you will witness a revolution—a new world order forged from the ashes of the old. And Daniel here," he gestured dismissively in Daniel's direction, "will be but a footnote in history."

The room buzzed with a mixture of unease and curiosity as Liam's words hung heavy in the air.

The confrontation between these two formidable adversaries was poised to determine the fate of not only the VIPs but the world itself.

As the sound of approaching footsteps and murmurs from the gathered Players reached the room, the tension inside intensified.

The VIPs turned their attention toward the window, their eyes widening at the sight of the assembled guild members, each bearing the distinctive emblems and attire of their respective affiliations.

With a triumphant smile, Liam seized the moment.

"Well, well, well," he began, his voice dripping with smugness, "it looks like they've all arrived, just as planned. What are you going to do now?"

He raised an eyebrow as if daring Daniel to defy the overwhelming numbers assembled outside.

"Do you honestly believe you can stand against them?" Liam taunted, clearly relishing the opportunity to mock his adversary.

He gestured dismissively toward Daniel.

"I doubt your peculiar abilities will work the same way on them as they did on those guards. These are different, a league apart, the first generation of the new world order!"

The VIPs, caught in the middle of this high-stakes standoff, exchanged nervous glances as they absorbed Liam's words.

Undeterred, Liam pressed on, his fanaticism evident.

"So, let me ask you again, Mr. Reckless," he sneered, "do you think you can waltz in here whenever you please, causing trouble? Think again."

The room hung in suspense, awaiting Daniel's response to Liam's challenge

After a few seconds of silent, Liam smirked as he thought Daniel was speechless before him and his confidence swelled.

He seized the opportunity to continue the conversation, his voice resonating with self-assuredness.

"Listen, everyone," he declared, sweeping his gaze across the room, "what we have here is a prime example of recklessness. This individual," he gestured disdainfully toward Daniel, "thought he could disrupt our grand event without consequences."

Turning back to Daniel, he said, "You see, my friend, the world has changed. It's no longer a place where lone disruptors can reign supreme. These Players here represent the future, the dawn of a new era."

Liam's tone grew even more triumphant as he continued, "So, what's your plan now? You may have caught us off guard for a moment, but now you face an army, a united front. Will you still dare to challenge us?"

The VIPs, caught between these formidable forces, shifted uneasily in their seats, unsure of the outcome.

They looked to Daniel, then to Liam, as the confrontation reached its boiling point.