Warlock of War: My Ares System

[Status has been overloaded]

[Negative Health Detected]

[Negative Mana Detected]

[Negative Stamina Detected]

[Reprucussions are commencing…]

All of a sudden, my head began to ache and it started off light, but it eventually moved onto a clanging, as if pots and pans were being smashed inside my brain.

The sounds were so loud that I couldn't even hear my own cry as I screamed from the pain, feeling blood rise out of my skin.

It was almost like I was shedding a layer of skin, but instead of skin, it was literally just dark-red, metallic-smelling, blood.

It was sensory overload as too much was happening at once and I couldn't hold my ground as I couldn't even tell where the ground was.

Where was the sky? Where was the ground? My spear? Wasn't it just in my hand?

"HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF,"

I began to hyperventilate, making my head feel lighter than it already is.

"HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF,"

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"Huff… Huff… Huff… How did I… get here?" I muttered as I looked up from where I was standing and noticed I was right beside the two snipers that we had left on the hill.

I was just down the hill… and now I'm back here. How? Did I walk here while all of that was happening?

I then looked towards my body and noticed it was still dripping in blood… but that was way too much blood.

That had to be at least a quarter of all the blood in my body, gone, painting the snow and leaving me to dry out like a prune.

[A Side Quest has been suddenly revealed]

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[Side Quest: End the War]

[Description: End it and take revenge for your teacher, your brother in arms, and your dignity.]

[Reward: Ice-A (Sniper Rifle)]

[Penalty Upon Failure: None]

[Time Left: Infinite]

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"What is the point of this? Why give this to me? Why would I stay here any longer?! TELL ME ARES! WHY THE FUCK WOULD I STAY HERE ANY LONGER?! GET ME THE FUCK OUT!" I shouted at the top of my lungs and as if a puzzle piece clicked into place, I stopped for a second.

My eyes gazed right towards the two snipers in front of me and with my mind already floating with broken pieces, I began to laugh my heart out.

It was so funny… So funny how the gods took so much amusement in my suffering.

Did they have a grudge against me? No. Did they just not like me? No, gods wouldn't care about such a trivial thing… They just want to see me struggle and struggle until I find an unbeatable challenge.

"Once again, I swear on my soul that I will kill you fuckers… EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!"

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(Three Years Later)

(Unknown POV)

"Hey, did you hear The Nebula's Locket is back at it again? Apparently, he appeared near the border is shutting down every single thing with a single sniper rifle. Even the guards standing guards at the border are requesting to leave,"

"Huh? Aren't they supposed to be the elites? If they leave now, the SU is done,"

"The SU has been done for a while. I'm just waiting until we lose so I can go back to my daily life,"

The talk of the town had already admitted defeat and even the higher-ups were planning on retreating once again, though if they do that, the Soviet Union will just not exist anymore.

The politicians will just have to rot in a corner of Europe and their citizens will either surrender themselves or follow their corrupt leaders.

"*sigh*... Guess I should finish this," I muttered before grabbing my bag and walking down the empty and deserted streets.

A gust of dust wafted past my face and I took the car I had stolen all the way to the border… and it seems I made it in time as the trenches had already been built.

Bombshells were going off and the Finnish were planning on executing mission "Shock and Awe" in order to try and reduce the casualties and already dry resources that they barely had left.

All of a sudden, a firework was lit up into the sky, meaning my permission to go ahead and kill the commander was executed.

About 2000 meters away from the target… that's within range.

"Alright… Sssssss…"

It was a breath filtered through my teeth, molded by my tongue, and moistened by my saliva as it traveled into my lungs.

My heartbeat began to slow down and my eyes became so sharp that you'd think I was dead.

Pew…

And the first course of mission "Shock and Awe" had been dished out as the soldiers now realized their front line commander had been killed.

My line of vision wasn't perfect, but it was within my abilities.

"Shit… It's still not perfect," I muttered as I regained control of my heartbeat and tossed my sniper to the side, frustrated.

I had been working on my breathing technique for three years now and through these three years, I've endured hardships, created weak connections, and have trained like crazy… but I've reached a bottleneck.

My concentration is nowhere near as good as Simo still and the only thing that's improved is the duration of how long I can use the technique.

And though I'm not complaining about the improvement, I just wanted to be a bit more selfish with something I had been practicing for over such a long period of time.

"Ugh… Oh, finally," I muttered as I saw the tanks move upwards and the mortars unleashed their most powerful shells that cost almost half the military budget.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM

It was a glorious spectacle as the soviets were overwhelmed and without a leader to calm them down, they retreated back while waving the white flag.

With this, we have a clean way into the capital and as this was most of their elites, surrendering is their only option now.

I saw the thousands of soldiers cheering in the distance, celebrating their glorious victory… but I didn't care about any of that.

All of the connections I had built up were to only pull me forward with enough momentum for me to finally,

"Take my revenge," I muttered and though it wasn't satisfying, I hoped Simo could now rest in peace.

Then, as expected, a flood of notifications wiped across my vision.