I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

"Z… Zombies?!!" My shocking delight about the presence of necromancers turned instantly upside down when I heard about zombies.

Just mentioning this cursed name made me feel goosebumps all over my body, and cold shivers as well.

What the heck was wrong with zombies? It was like the universe waited for the fifth quest and started to let them appear all over my face!

"Do you know such a race?" I asked, while trying to control my natural reactions and feelings towards such races.

"I once lived in a time where the last powerhouse of them was still alive," Lucias nodded, "they were mighty, quite terrifying actually. And yet, just like us, just like many formidable races, they got a weird curse and ended up dying and going extinct."

"I know about that," this seemed to be the fate of any formidable race, making me wonder… Where are the races right now? Or they survived because they weren't the strongest?

As Lucias said, it took two hours to arrive there. The first thing I spotted before arriving was the special terrain here.

The world was formed entirely of green hills and spacious open valleys. There were many rivers, few forests here and there, but the place up ahead was quite special.

It was filled with mountains! For the first time I spotted mountains! And they weren't just any normal mountains!

They were huge and made entirely of dark red and brown red ores, but that wasn't what made them special.

Their arrangement was!

Mountains used to get arranged in packs, sticking to each other, while each one respected the space of the other, forming narrow and bumpy paths in between them.

But these… They weren't allocated in that way, or even randomly allocated; they were arranged in a large circle!

It was like they were placed there on the purpose of defending the space inside! Seeing such a scene made me question if these mountains were here from the start or they were added later on by these people here.

From my high position, I spotted the area in between these guarding mountains. There were towns, cities, and life inside this place.

"Where are these survivors? The living people?" I asked when I couldn't tell from this far who were souls and who was a living real person.

"Lord, all of them are living people," and just like this, Lucias gave me such a shocking answer.

"This… Didn't you say they were few?!!"

"I was talking about the ones that stopped us," Lucias knew he made a terrible mistake, "but they aren't the only ones here… They seem to protect those inside."

"You…" I didn't know what to tell him. He just missed such a vital point! "Ok, let me handle things here then," I looked again and tried to see through the narrow gaps of these mountains.

I couldn't see that much, but I was sure the area inside this circle was more than a couple of hundred miles in radius. It wasn't huge, but enough to take millions of races.

Millions… That was interesting. I took back everything I thought about the origin of these people after seeing such truth in front of my eyes.

They might have come as few at first, but they settled in, started to live here, and grew their numbers over the long course of years to reach such a terrifying figure!

How long did it take for them to reach such a scale? A thousand year? Ten thousand years? I couldn't tell. But whoever was living here right now wasn't the one who trespassed this world.

So the truth was destined to be lost, and I wouldn't be able to get what I dreamt about.

I wouldn't know why they came here, or what they were trying to do by staying here. I wouldn't get to know the old stories and facts about what happened in my universe. I wouldn't get anything but rumours from distant away times, not reliable, and not useful.

I came closer, slowly to not stir any more hostility from these people. As I got closer, I could see people standing over the scattered mountains.

They looked all in good shape, holding weapons, and there were even lots of siege big weapons. There were many spots.

In my eyes, this was what a real fortress should look like! Without getting an aerial way to get inside that secluded and well protected land, no one would have a chance to get inside without risking big losses.

I saw groups like my necromancers, groups like my Bulltors, and even saw fallen gods! Damn! What was this place? A gathering for all the cursed races and mighty warriors?

I also saw many others that I didn't know.

"These are necromancers, these are Bulltors, they are the fallen gods, and those big boys there with bulging and pulsating veins all over their bodies are the zombies…" Lucias took the charge of introducing them to me, the ones he recognised, and he recognised just more than I did.

"Hi, I'm Hye. I came from a world in our universe, the same universe as all of you," I got out my horn and thought about talking to all of them, "I'm here not to fight you. I never expected to find survivors here. Can I talk to your leader or leaders perhaps?"

I spoke with such honesty, while stopping my chariot just five hundred metres away from the nearest mountain to me.

At first, I didn't see any response at all, as if my words didn't reach them. "F*ck! Don't tell me they came from ancient times, that my tongue looked weird to their ears and alien!"

It suddenly hit me! If they were the direct descendants of those ancient races, then they might not understand my words.

"Do you know any ancient language? One they can understand?" and getting to this point made me turn over to Lucias, asking him for help.

"Well… Lord, I came from old time indeed… But for me your words are excellent!"