I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse



"I will kill you! I will kill you and rule this world!" he roared and started to take out flashing things, artefacts, and started to hammer down my shields.

If one shield wouldn't hold, then ten more would. And if ten weren't enough, then a thousand more.

At the same time, the entire forces fighting around got finally to notice my existence.

"Stay here," I let my Kings handle the surrounding tense situation. The moment both sides saw me, they stopped fighting each other, and moved without any tacit agreement to attack me.

It was ironic! How come the two deadly enemies stopped fighting and started to fight me instead. For a moment there, I felt like I was the one invading this world, someone like the fiends, and these two forces were the saviours and heroes of the universe, coming here to crush me and liberate this world.

Seeing the enemies who were just minutes ago racing to slaughter each others' throats, unifying their efforts, stopping their fights, and coming at me in one colossal wave made me realise one thing.

I was alone! Even if I was the superstar in this universe, the hero everyone dreamt of, I was still alone.

No one was ready to give up even a penny of their interest just for the greater good. Everyone was greedy and evil, no difference between fiends and allies, they were all the same.

Be it people from this universe or other universes, all wanted to gain more profit than others, even by crushing the sole hero who made all this possible, even if they had to unite with the evil they were claiming with the top of their lungs they were crushing and fighting it.

I was alone… And for a reason I didn't know, I felt quite relieved to realise this fact.

"If I'm all alone, then that will make my hands free…" I didn't feel it before, but I had a little moral issue about killing people from my universe in this war.

It seemed wrong. Instead of fighting in between each other, we should work together to get things done.

But I was naive. The ones I kept worrying about, were already prepared to join the enemy's side to get me down.

If they decided to be my enemies, if everyone here decided to betray me, then there would be no more reasons for me to hesitate anymore.

*Snap!*

I snapped my fingers, and for the first time ever, the long awaited weapon that I didn't use before appeared at this moment.

The weapons I got from the research department for all this time and never got the chance to use them appeared.

The world was now separated into two hellish halves. One was entrapped inside my shields, and the other was outside, trying to crush my shields and get inside.

At the same moment I got my weapons out, the warriors who got trained over them as well, I also did another snap. And with it, the entire world shone in bright and blinding light.

"You are all going to die!" this wasn't an arrogant statement, not like that f*cking jerk from the Hescos. I meant every single word I said, and I was able to see them through.

The shields got tons of hits during this short period of time, stored tons of damage, and I just released all that outwards.

The world turned all shining and blinding to the eyes, but I didn't stop my weapons and Kings. The weapons and warriors controlling these had one sole purpose here, one simple target to hit; that damn arrogant Hulk and his folks inside his bubble.

That bubble looked quite sturdy and strong, not that easy to crack. So I decided to take my rocket launchers, my missiles out, even tanks, and asked everyone to attack in a single direction before the world turned all bright.

All I could hear was consecutive explosive sounds coming from a single direction. The attacks landed and hit that bubble. And from the light coming from outside, I couldn't tell if the bubble got destroyed or not.

As for my Kings, I just released them loose, hitting and killing the enemies inside the shields.

I didn't stop there, and kept using my pillar for the next ten minutes. The attack didn't last more than that, as the stored damage wasn't enough from the start.

And the moment it got cleared, I could see the magnitude of destruction it brought.

The enemies were all strong folks. Be it the fiends, their allies, or the Hescos and their scary suited forces, both were formidable and quite scary.

But it seemed they were rash and not prepared to meet my sudden attack. And that made the devastation that happened much better than my best hopes.

I knew whom I was going against, how strong and resourceful they were, how scarily strong they were. And so I expected to kill almost half, as the best result actually, plus more wounded.

But I never expected to see all of them dead, all of the forces at the far sight, all the enemies who were filling the entire sky and land, didn't expect all of them to fall and die, simply like this.

"Bone!" and the next thing that popped in my mind wasn't to kill the forces inside, but to go out there and claim such a rich harvest of bones.

Such a grand gathering of elite forces, of different origins, was a feast for me. I didn't hesitate to flap my wings, go outside and start collecting bones.

Flashes of different lights kept coming towards my left hand. And with the right, I kept expanding my shields while the world was filled with the agonising screams of Hulk.

"I'm going to kill you! Going to burn you alive! Skinning you alive isn't enough, will pour burning oil over your skin and barbecue you till you die! Do you hear me? You are going to die!"