I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

“Please… Please consider… Please let me go… Please let me leave… I won’t stay in this world anymore. I hated your world! I won’t stay here or come here ever again!”

That jerk… It was still trying to lure me with any possible means to let it free or accept a deal with it.

Deals were done by two equal power sides. If any side was stronger, it would force his own conditions over the weaker part.

And here I was the one holding the stick and it had to listen and obey.

I didn’t even open my mouth or show a reaction on my face. Putting a cold expression over there, I kept watching the big black fog getting pulled in midair towards the portal without pause.

What I noticed, though, was the size of that black fog. It kept decreasing consistently. At first it was so massive, enough to look like a giant island or something.

But now it gave me the impression of being a little hill. It happened at a slow and constant pace, letting me not notice it until it got really smaller than before.

What was going on here? I could tell from the screams of that bastard that it was trapped in the middle of this fog. But why was it decreasing?

I tried to see through it, but I couldn’t. Something looked weird here. But as long as it was working, grabbing that bastard towards my shadow world and sealing it, then I wouldn’t comment on anything like this.

Perhaps this technique was forcing this monster to resize itself, to get suited to settle inside the black ball of mine. Anyway, I stood on my chariot like a real warlord, overlooking what was going on without even saying a single word.

By my side, I noticed Isac. she was shaking all the time at the corner of the chariot. Yet in the past few minutes, and with the unceasing screams of pleas coming from that monster, she got the courage to stand up and come to stand by my side and watch.

I turned and saw her ashen white face turned all red out of shock and disbelief. Her eyes were wide open, and her lips were trembling alongside her body.

She was in a state of deep shock and excitement. Seeing this boogey man who terrified her childhood getting treated in such an insulting way was indeed shocking and satisfying.

I left her to experience whatever she was feeling at the moment and returned to check my techniques.

Through my left arm, I could feel the fierce and wild black energy gushing out from my feet. They were coming without any sign of stopping, turning into such big black tentacles that kept assaulting that monster.

As for my right arm, things there looked much different. It was the same kind of black energy, but it behaved in a much different way.

I checked the status of my last technique. It was holding up. The fierceness I felt from it made me silently nod. The energy there looked like hungry wolves waiting for a fat sheep to be delivered to them to eat.

“Please…” at last! That talkative and noisy bastard got sucked through the portal at last!

The size of that black fog now shrunk to be enough to pass through the portal. I became much surer about my earlier guess. My technique was shrinking this bastard forcibly to a smaller size enough to let it pass through the portal and even get sealed in that ball.

As it passed through my portal, the world became suddenly silent and calm. The falling burning meteorites started to decrease in number on a constant pace until they vanished in the next five minutes.

The ocean was left with such a deep scar, and the rocks coming out from its bottom fell all of sudden back to where they came from.

Tsunami waves stopped, and the ocean started to regain its peace once more.

It looked like the world got severe wounds, and it was taking its time to recuperate and heal.

Such quietness… Such peace… Was really treasured after this fierce battle.

“W… Where is it?!!!” As the world grew quiet, Isac asked from my side in such a shaky voice.

I simply shrugged, didn’t answer her back as I was closing my eyes and monitoring the changes inside my dark shadow world.

I didn’t hurry to close up that portal. I didn’t want to do anything to cause unforeseen change or something.

Once that bastard vanished from this world, the tentacles of mine kept twisting in a slow pace, like they entered a dormant state.

As for what was going inside my shadow world, I could only feel the changes inside my technique.

It was still grabbing fiercely that bastard towards the ball until it finally entered there. Once the monster entered that ball, many changes started to happen at the same time.

First I felt the technique to grow intense, circulate the energy inside like it was burning all of the dark energy in the ball. And with this, I felt a stinging burning lash at my back, just close to my right shoulder.

“Ouch!” It was really painful, and I couldn’t help but to raise my left arm and touch that place. This ended my portal technique, making the thick tentacles fade away fast into wisps of black smoke.

“This…” I felt my back, and it should be covered with my armour. But at this moment, it felt like I got a blow back there by the fiercest spear ever. All I could feel was a gap in my armour, a thick and sticky warm liquid, plus a mark of a wound.

I was shocked when I touched that part and felt all this. I got my left hand back, and saw the rich red blood of mine covering my fingers in copious amounts.

It was… A really deep wound! But what caused it?! I turned around to check, but there was no one or any sort of weapon back there.

What happened? What caused this wound?!!

[It’s your technique, dummy!] the voice of Sith came at this moment to unveil such mystery, [You gained yourself a pet. And it works like a summon for you now. What you got is the deep mark connecting you with your pet]