I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Dreaming about stopping this orb's explosion alone? No, I wasn't that delusional. I aimed just to buy time, delay the inevitable, until my technique would succeed.

It was all over the shoulders of my technique. And at this stressful moment, a moment when I stood between life and death, I got to realise that my techniques might be strong, my strength might be abnormal, and I got tons of different warriors, items, and treasures… Yet in front of such irresistible force, against pure might, none of this really mattered.

I… Wasn't that strong yet to even feel secure, not to mention arrogance.

"Come on baby, do it!" seconds in such a situation turned into a long lifetime experience, making me feel like I lived lives over mine.

Yet at the end my technique managed to take the entire orb and its deadly light inside my shadow world.

Seeing this deadly son of b*tch vanished inside the darkness of my technique made me feel something I never felt before.

It was over… Almost over!

I didn't come here to just destroy the two artefacts. These… One formed the backbone of that damn nasty thing and the other fueled it with power.

Yet that damn thing still existed, somewhere here, and I had to find and smash it into pieces.

But first, I had to end what I started here.

One artefact was down, and there was still one that was still working.

Without enjoying even a single moment of rest, I went back to that damn nest and began absorbing what remained of its bones.

I knew I was doing something risky here. After all I got no guarantee about how this weapon worked.

Did it need the two artefacts to work? Or did it have some sort of a trigger mechanism, something that might work when it was going to be destroyed?

Was it charging up its energy? Preparing to fire? Ready to explode and take me alongside everything else?

I didn't know, but I had a higher threat to deal with at the moment; this next of bones.

I wasn't sure of what the weapon would do, but I did know that as long as this nest was still here, the weapon would still have a card up its sleeve to escape from what I planned for it.

Absorbing bones grew to be a source of joy to me. I didn't know when it started, but I did know I was enjoying this.

Nothing appeared to be normal about this. Since when a normal man began to enjoy the feeling of absorbing bones was ever considered a normal thing?!

Seeing all these dots of lights getting into my hands made me feel excited. Would this ability work as well as this after this fight? Would this turbo mode keep going on for my ability or what?

If so, then taking out bones from my foes would grow to be a play I'd be fond of even more.

The time it took for the last light dot to come out from that den artefact was one entire week! For the first few days, I grew worried over what this weapon might do.

However in the last five days my senses grew dull. If that weapon had time to act, then why didn't it do it yet?

It was either the weapon needed the two artefacts to work, or it didn't have enough energy to fire up.

In both ways it was good news for me.

*Sizzle!*

Just like fire spread over dried weed, the nest started to emit such a sound when not a single dot came out from it.

I watched the decayness spread, starting from the place where my hand was touching all the way to the world around me.

I got that it was dying. But would it take away the entire world with it?

The nest built this world, formed its entire structure. I despised this world, hated it deep down my bones.

But at the same time, I also planted my last kingdom's heart here. And that lady was still working over building my world of life in this place.

What would it end up at? Would it all be gone? Or some sort of a miracle would happen in front of my eyes?

I watched with such conflicted thoughts and mind, watching the decay spread all over this place, turning rocks into dark grey, ugly and depressing looking places, before it all turned into ash.

It was like a blow of wind came and took away everything. I saw torrents of dark grey dust coming in huge tornados, taking all the world around me.

I watched and felt like I was living in a dream, and this was my wake up call.

Yet in the middle of this darkness, a sudden spark of light appeared. It was a single speck of light first, yet it spread over and started to infect all this greyish world, giving it a bright touch of golden white.

It was like a bright sun was shining on this world. Yet the veil of the night was so thick, preventing me from seeing through and detecting what was going on around.

The tornados kept wildly dancing around me, and the bright light kept shining brightly in response. This weird state that I stood in the middle, feeling like I was the centre of such amazing phenomena, lasted for an unknown period of time.

But all of sudden, that golden light seemed to gain a sudden boost, before shining and sweeping any darkness around.

Then a bright new world appeared.

In fact it was the same world I was in, take away all the rocks and replace the ceiling with beautiful looking clouds, the ground with dirt covered with dots of dew and small green vegetation rising up from there.

Hills appeared, rivers started running, and even the air smelled different.

It was refreshing, damn refreshing to be here. All my worries, exhaustion, and disturbed thoughts were all washed clean. I only got a clear mind, a clear goal, and a clear path to do it.