I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

[We reached a conclusion that these people reached a breakthrough in their powers, allowing them to create a self-sustaining technique, working over the souls, amassing more with each merge, before burning more to keep it working. There is nothing to be done as long as these souls are kept there. And there is no way to kill a soul! So leave, leave this world and don’t mess with this technique or world…]

He kept giving big warnings, making me inwardly sigh. He lost all hope in stopping this pocket world and the weapon underneath it.

For a moment there I felt sad for him. He seemed like a nice guy, working for the best of his people, the best for other universes’ people.

But good intentions didn’t matter. He lost, his people lost, and the opposing faction seemed to control the entire universe of his till now.

And now he was telling me to never touch this world, or come near his sealing technique.

Well… As he just said, this technique was the one that kept this world hidden. So I wouldn’t touch it. But that pocket world was another story.

My two people were there. And that wasn’t all. I got a way to deal with these souls.

He failed? His people failed? But I wouldn’t! If they failed to deal with souls, I had my way to deal with them.

At the end of his long message, he left something quite impressive.

[From our studies of this world, we found out that the merge happened between our universe and three others. A portal opened, and unluckily for us it’s a one way portal, leading their forces here. We can send our own, but on the premise that someone there would open up a portal for us to come…]

This was exactly like what I experienced while dealing with that crazy Hector paragon. He opened a portal, inviting the forces of some scary dude over my Earth to kill me.

But that also meant something important… This universe didn’t have other means to open more links with other universes other than this one.

This weapon… This portal world… It was their only way to attack other universes and invite their forces here.

And the next words of this dude just confirmed my guess.

[This weapon here is the only weapon they ever created. My people already raged a brutal war against their base, killing all of those who could repeat such a weapon. So their people are scattered over the universe, looking for this world like crazy. But they won’t find it. And that’s because we moved this world somewhere else…]

Damn! These folks… They thought about such a crazy idea then!

That Golane and others thought that I went into the hostile universe by being here. But they were wrong! [We sent this world all the way towards that infant universe. As it’s infant, the level of power there is much weaker than ours. So sending this small planet there was feasible. It was a good way, the only way we got to stop them from getting their hands over this weapon]

This… So I was still inside my universe? Damn! That was… Relieving!

I was scared from the thought of being in another universe. It wasn’t just related to this pocket world or this merging technique but related to the chance of getting this world discovered by the people there.

Finding such a secluded world with weak people in it was like inviting a tiger inside the house!

But as I got to know about this news, I was sure my world here was secured. Even if anyone found it, he wouldn’t be a big problem, not like if a hostile race of the hostile universe found us.

The message ended with another warning from touching that pocket world. I didn’t give any heed to it and focused more on what I should do from now on.

These stones… They should be kept safe. And to do so, I had to bury them again!

But before that… Shouldn’t I try and memorise the entire technique? I got that it was the one responsible for turning this world into a singularity world.

Wouldn’t that help my Earth then? When the apocalypse would reach its final stages, and all the worlds would merge together to form a single big world, wasn’t it better to turn this big world into a singular one?

But… Wait a second… Why did I find a similarity in the way the system worked in the apocalypse with the deeds of these dirty people?

The system worked by merging worlds together, wasn’t this the same concept like what these evildoers were doing?

For a moment there, my mind went blank. The system, the apocalypse, the higher ups, the unfairness we suffered from as one of the weak races, the unjust the mighty Toranks race faced against the Hescos…

There were lots of weird things going on in my universe. Just as the message ended, the world all around started to slowly change, returning to its normal state once again.

But I stayed in my place motionless for long hours, thinking about this scary idea and weird and suspicious similarity.

No way! Hell, no way! Were the system and its higher ups part of or somehow related to those evildoers?

I recalled my earlier contact with one of those higher ups. I didn’t get a good impression out of them. Also, I thought again about an old doubt and question I got a long time ago; what was the point of doing all this?

Our Earth was just living on its own, in peace and prosperity, until the apocalypse came. Our lives were ruined, our people got killed, and our civilizations got lost.

We got powers, became much more powerful than ever, but that didn’t mean it was all good and great. We were suffering to get such powers, facing death at any corner on this long road.