I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

This was something I'd not call a good leadership or success by any means, not under any circumstances. If we were at war, then those higher ups should be the leaders of the entire armies fighting on the field.

And those leaders just f*cking failed, ending in screwing everyone up! And I would never let them get away without facing consequences.

Of course I knew what I asked for was extravagant and crazy. If they complied, then they would have to answer to other races, big races, taking part in this quest.

The big prize was indeed this new world, and then the races here.

These races went off the grid for too long. They were once the rulers, the true hegemonies in the entire universe.

No matter what, be it desire for more power, fear for a new power to emerge, or even trying to research why they were this strong in the first place, everyone would crave for a piece of this cake.

I wouldn't remove the possibility of the system higher ups closing an eye under heavy pressure from the mighty races out there to let all this slip by and happen.

They didn't know about such a thing? A big thing? Never before? Come on! Who did they take me for? A fool? A kid easy to trick?

They must have done some sort of a shitty deal with the universe's big races. He sold me, they sold me, in return for making the big names more satisfied.

Screw them all! I wanted my deserved share of the reward full and not cut short thanks to other names and dudes who never suffered anything to get anything from here.

So I made sure to threaten him hard, and came at him without even holding back at all. I was truly honest and determined in what I said before.

If I didn't get my share, then I'd make sure there was no cake in the first place for anyone to take a piece of it. And if they tried to screw me again, then let them watch me not flipping the tables, but exploding it using explosives.

My only weak spot, my world, my Earth, my people, they were all coming here. There was nothing else for me to worry about. My second Earth world was like an impregnable fortress, a place that no one could reach no matter how hard they tried.

Without knowing it, they did me a big favour actually. Like this, I got freed from any threads and shackles, and they got everything on the stake here.

I was like someone who packed everything he got in the world and held dear to him in one huge backpack. Then he threw it on his shoulder, stood in front of two roads, and was waiting to make up his mind.

It didn't matter which road I'd take, any path was going to be my path the moment I stepped onto it.

I didn't like being the villain, but if I had to choose, I'd prefer to be the villain than the fool who got screwed and deprived of everything he should have thanks to his naivety and good heart.

I knew it wasn't going to be an easy decision to make. This dude and others beside him already struck a deal with the universe's big races.

They got themselves cornered in such a tight spot, and I forced their backs against the wall. They'd either offend me or offend the big names in the universe.

For me, I knew what they were going to do. They would never risk offending the big names for my sake. But at the same time, losing me here was going to be far more disastrous than offending the big races.

There were twenty races here, twenty long missed races, twenty races the system higher ups depended everything on their rescue.

Or else why had they kept trying over and over for all this long time to rescue them? The fight on the frontal battlefield was a mystery to me, but I could tell the situation over there wasn't that favourable to this side.

That explained why those higher ups kept thinking about rescuing the races here. They wanted a new card to use in this battle, one that had the ability and power to change everything.

So if they offended me, I'd simply flip the switch and change sides. This would end up in turning their strongest sword around, letting it fall in their enemies' hands and endangering everything they desired so much so far.

I wouldn't hesitate to use everything in my power to kill all these races till the last man. I wouldn't flinch in joining the enemy side, change the state of my allies into enemies, and my enemies into my friends.

I was prepared to go crazy, and that all depended on what the higher ups would choose.

Knowing the tight situation they were facing right now, I kept myself calm and collected, and didn't even hurry to make a single move at all.

I even laid on the back of my chariot, enjoying the great atmosphere, looking at the bright sky that I always heard stories about in legends.

I placed one knee on top of another, one leg on top of the other, closed my eyes, folded my two hands behind my head, and enjoyed a nap.

At this moment, I was sure I was the focus of all the discussions going on in the entire universe.

Everything happening here was now broadcasted to the entire universe. If people weren't that free or interested in following what was happening here before, then after such explosive debate and argument with that jerk, everyone's attention would be focused and attracted to here.

What would they decide? That was up to them. As for me, I was honestly the most carefree person in all this messy situation.

And I acted truly as I should.

If I got a cigarette right now, that cylindrical magical thing the old humans used to consume at such times, expressing their free mind and will, then I'd have taken one out and lit it up.