I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

At that time, they’d show their real intentions towards me. I wouldn’t settle with anything but taking large pieces of their worlds. Even if it led to an open war with everyone, I wouldn’t retreat or resign.

Patience… In a way or another, the merge would start on a big scale. My chance would arise, and I had to let my boys be ready to face these times in the best shape possible.

I estimated such a merge would happen either at the fourth or the fifth quest. It wouldn’t even happen beyond quest six. After all the upcoming quests would need more lands to occur.

The system’s main goal was clear to me. It was going to train us for the big war between the universes. So it would act more aggressive towards this goal starting from quest five.

And I had to be ready for that when it happened. I’d let Fang and Wryly provide me with every possible help before the merge started.

Then I’d see how they’d react. Would they still keep our deal? Or would they select the benefits of their races, even if it was over their future possibility of getting upgraded?

But there was something else that puzzled me. A new race joined the fight here. Did that also mean the Hectors’ world would also merge with us?

If that was true, then the size of the new world would grow exponentially. That also meant more lands to fight over, more possibilities to expand my kingdom.

Anyway, I had to wait for the start of the merge before anything else. The merge process was one of the most violent events in the entire apocalypse per records’ words.

Natural disasters would hit all of us everywhere. Tsunamis would be common like storm clouds. Earthquakes, volcanos, and even landslides would be common as well.

I knew that the eastern part of this continent would be hit mercilessly with tsunamis, especially around New York city. Massachusetts was considered safe.

But that was in light of five worlds merging with Earth. With the newly added world of Hectors, it might end up in a totally different situation.

I just hoped things wouldn’t go south for me here. I looked up at my grand shield, seeing in it a chance to protect my newly born kingdom against all these disasters.

Of course the shield had its limit against any damage or attacks. But it would greatly reduce the fierce impact of the natural disasters. I had to consider expanding my shield over other cities and regions, hopefully I’d uniformly defend most of my kingdom by the start of the merge.

In other words, it was best for the merge to start by quest five and beyond. If it happened earlier, I might face the risk of losing many places thanks to these disasters.

Sigh… Things in the apocalypse were so tightly connected. The fairness of the system was something annoying and getting over my nerves recently.

On the surface things might look fair. A new race came here in response to my actions. I brought this upon myself. And in the end, the final merge events would change accordingly.

But in fact the system never was this fair with humans. Other races had their own time to train and prepare for the apocalypse. It was enough to say humans started the apocalypse, not knowing what was going to happen to them.

Unlike other races, humans entered this apocalypse blindfolded. Other races knew exactly what was going to happen. They knew even the stages of the apocalypse, what they should do and shouldn’t.

Not to mention the lack of a general communication system for humans to use. The system was never fair to us. And except for me, other humans were literally fighting against the storm barehanded.

Thinking about that made me recall that deadly quest I got from that higher up. He was helpful and cooperative, but in fact he was just opportunistic.

Turning me into his slave, working for his cause and benefit in return for gaining something humans should have from the start was a mean move.

But what else could I do but accept? Sigh! We, humans, were destined to fail even before the apocalypse ever started!

Even if there were no dirty angels working in the shadows, trying to fasten our fall, we would have a very low chance of winning.

I had to better prepare. After all, the big differences between humans and other races would only grow wider the more time we advance in this shitty apocalypse.

“I have to use the heroic calling now,” as I paused for a few minutes, I decided to send the videos I recorded over to all humans.

Humans must know there was a chance for them. The other races might look terrifying and deadly, but that didn’t mean we weren’t without any options here.

We had to fight, and even if they all lost the will or hope to survive, I had to show them the way. My recorded videos of my best ever battles might look as if I was boasting or something.

But they carried a hidden message, one that only ambitious souls would understand. If a normal human being like everyone else could achieve such greatness, then wouldn’t that also mean others could also aspire to achieve as such?

Wouldn’t these videos ignite the spark of challenge and resistance inside all humans? Well… I hoped this would succeed. Until the day I’d establish a grand communication system for all humans to use, my heroic callings were the only thing I could use to contact humans.

They were the only thing ever provided by the system for humans to get contact with each other on a worldwide scale.

[Do you want to use a heroic calling now?]

“Use it,” I instantly said, “spread these three videos over. Let everyone see how I fought against hard and strong opponents and succeeded.”

I selected three videos of my deadliest battles ever. One was against that illusionist archlord. One was against the dragon race archlord. And the last one was against the Hector race paragon.

These battles were my best ever so far, the three that would show my real strength and the essence of being a human.

We were such a weak race, but we were blessed with the desire to resist more than any other race in the apocalypse.

Humans… We were survivors by nature, warriors by soul, and ambitious like hell in our minds.