SHING!
Cassius whipped around the blade, tracing its dance-like movements with his crystal blue eyes. It slashed outward, cutting through the air, and produced a satisfying whistle. A few meters away, a clean cut mark appeared on a boulder, and the upper half of the boulder slid off the next second.
BANG!
“How interesting… It feels almost supernatural.”
Although Cassius had obtained inhuman strength through his efforts and Character Development, this was the first tangible proof that he was surpassing human limits. It worked to slowly adjust him to what he would encounter more of in the future.
After savoring the moment for a couple of seconds, Cassius conveyed his intent to the Serrated Devil Blade. Yet, instead of reverting to its intact blade form, it spun rhythmically like a coil and wrapped around his exposed right arm. It then adhered to his defined muscles and thinned, appearing almost like a thick sword tattoo.
“Hmm?”
Cassius didn’t feel any discomfort from this unexpected action. Instead, he felt a deeper connection with the sword, almost as if they could communicate. Through this connection, he learned that the sword could return to its original form whenever he wanted. But seeing as this form was more convenient for avoiding suspicion upon returning to the outside world, he decided to keep it this way.
“Speaking of which,” Cassius said aloud, “how do I leave a Gate? Do I find the way I came in, or…”
Then, as if to answer him:
*Ding!*
[Approximate time till Gate Collapses (and squashes you like a bug): 14 minutes 59 seconds.]
“Ahhh…” Cassius furrowed his brows before blurring from his spot. “Looks like I need to get going then.”
Retracing his steps toward the Gate’s entrance, he pulled up his system interface, curious to see how far he had come since entering his first Gate.
BLING!
Meanwhile, in the outside world, roughly five minutes before the Sudden Gate’s clearance:
“Ahhhgh!!! They just keep coming!” A young man dodged an incoming claw slash, then counterattacked with his sword. “What do we do, Leader?!”
Corra assessed the severity of the situation, quickly realizing that all of the Hunters were running low on stamina. They had been fighting continuously for nearly an hour, and it was no surprise they were running out of steam.
Before long, they would all be dead…
As the Leader, she had to make a decision. But what could she do? Even though her team consisted of F, E, and D-Rank Hunters, their actual combat experience was severely lacking. They could tank some enemy attacks through sheer stat differences, but there was a clear limit to their endurance.
‘A few of my squad members are already severely injured!’ Corra slashed out several times in quick succession, cutting down nearly a dozen F-Rank monsters. ‘But with every kill, double that number escaped the Gate. We are on wave 4 of 5; as long as we can hold them back for another half-hour, reinforcements will arrive!’
“Leader! A few of them escaped our circle!” shouted an E-Rank Hunter, snapping Corra’s attention to his position. “They’re running for the Hospital! And we still don’t know if everyone successfully evacuated!”
“Damn it all!” Corra ground her teeth in frustration. She cut down the monsters obstructing her path before dashing toward the ones entering the Hospital. Yet, these E-Rank Dark Apes were cunning and immediately split up.
‘How am I supposed to chase them all?!’
Corra’s eyes darted in multiple directions as the Dark Apes disappeared into different parts of the Hospital. Under the pressure of the moment, she furrowed her brows and bolted after the nearest one. She cleaved it down the middle, but the others had already scurried into different pathways, some ascending to higher floors.
“Fuck!!!” Corra had no idea what else to do, so she mindlessly chased them, cutting them down one by one.
Meanwhile, on the Hospital’s 4th floor.
As a silver sword flashed on the first floor of Hoshito General Hospital, a beautiful blonde girl sat curled in a corner of Room 406, her face stained with sadness and fear. She was utterly unsure of what she could do during such a terrifying event.
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It was then that a sharp, high-pitched chattering pierced her ears, causing her to jolt her head up in alarm.
Terror streaked across Aya’s face as her reddened eyes caught sight of a daunting, four-legged shadow clambering outside the open door. Even in her fright, Aya knew she couldn’t allow whatever was outside to come in. She stumbled to her feet and raced to the door, prepared to slam it shut.
Yet, as she reached for the handle, a disturbing, toothy grin appeared in the hallway.
“Ahhh!” Aya startled back in fright, colliding with the ground. A stinging sensation burned near her hip, but it paled in comparison to the terror she felt as the high-pitched chattering grew louder.
Shaking like a leaf, Aya screamed, “S-Stay away from me!!”
The Dark Ape didn’t care about her screaming. It advanced, each slow, deliberate step intensifying the looming dread in Aya’s heart. The creature could sense the young woman’s strength—it knew she was stronger than itself. Yet… she was scared.
This forced a sadistic grin onto the Dark Ape’s face.
Out of everything in life, it loved scenarios like this one the most.
“Kakaka!!”
The Dark Ape chattered its pointy, gruesome teeth together as it stood over the terrified girl. Then, to add to her dismay, it shredded her dress with its sharp claws, leaving only her underwear to conceal her vulnerability.
“N-Nooo!! St-Stop it!!” Aya screamed, hugging her body in absolute horror. “D-Don’t come any closer!!!”
“Kakaka!!”
The Dark Ape’s malicious grin widened as it ripped away the last of the fabric covering Aya’s figure. Something between its legs reared its head, and the beast readied itself to commit an unspeakable act.
“Pl-Please…! N-Noooo…!!!” Aya’s eyes dimmed as the Dark Ape attempted to spread her legs. Yet, because of her unconscious unwillingness and superior strength, her legs wouldn’t budge.
Annoyed, the Dark Ape slapped her across the face, leaving a dark red mark on her jerked head.
‘Kakaka! Why even bother resisting when you can’t even properly use your strength?! Just stay still and get mated, bitch!’ The Dark Ape seemed to think this as it forced her legs apart, fully prepared to permanently scar her.
Yet, before its hideous appendage could come within inches of Aya, an arm shot through its stomach and lifted its entire body off the ground.
“What do you think you are doing…?”
“!!!”
The Dark Ape felt every hair on its body stand on end as it slowly turned its bloodied face. There, it met a pair of black, spiraling eyes that tunneled deeper into its psyche than any abyss. Fear overwhelmed its mind as all color drained from its previously sinister expression. It squirmed and struggled desperately for its life, but it could do nothing to escape the grasp of the terrifying figure glaring at it with an emotionless face.
In a similarly apathetic voice, Cassius said, “You…” His eyes flared with uncontrollable anger as he observed the sobbing mess Aya had become. Shadows shrouded his face as he used his free hand to grip the Dark Ape by the back of its neck. “...You… must be tired of life…?”
“!!!”
The Dark Ape peered into those endless abysses sunk into Cassius’s face, its body convulsing violently. The sheer terror coursing through its mind forced it into a coma.
Cassius’s grip on its neck tightened, crushing every bone in its throat, yet he stopped just before killing it. Seeing the red mark on Aya’s tear-streaked face ignited a level of rage in Cassius that he hadn’t believed himself capable of feeling.
No matter how she had treated him in the past, Aya was still family. To do something like this to family… and to try going even further…
“Tell me… You must really hate living…?” Cassius’s abyssal gaze bore into the Dark Ape’s fragile mind, snapping it back to reality.
The first thing the creature did upon realizing it was still alive was shriek for reinforcements.
“Jajjkakk!!!!” It screeched deliriously, flailing like a worm.
“...Cass…ius…?”
Off to the side, Aya’s eyes cracked open, only to see the enchanting face of the man she had been searching for all this time. Her tears flowed even harder as her reddened face scrunched into a sorrowful state. “...I-I was… l-looking f-for you… B-But I…”
Cassius turned toward the weeping girl. Contrary to the terrifying anger in his expression a second ago, his eyes now held a gentleness that radiated warmth, washing away the terror in Aya’s heart.
“I know, Aya. Don’t worry; I’ll take care of everything from here. You can sleep.”
Too muddled to notice Cassius’s newfound strength, Aya’s vision blurred. She fell softly to the ground, her crestfallen sleeping face a grim reminder of what had happened—and what almost happened.
OOOM!
A frigid iciness exuded from Cassius’s figure as shadows obscured his face. The tattoo on his right arm vibrated before materializing into a dark, obsidian-red sword.
“...Since you all find amusement in watching others suffer, I shall show you what true suffering feels like…”
The Serrated Devil Blade broke into pieces, hovering in midair. With an unbelievably quick flick of his hand, dozens of blade fragments whizzed through the air, cutting through the oppressive atmosphere. The room’s walls were sliced into pieces, and the dozen Dark Apes rushing through the hallways were diced up as well. Yet, none of them died outright—even though none of their limbs remained attached.
“Kaaaa!!!!”
The Dark Apes screamed in agony as excruciating pain erupted from every part of their bodies.
By the end of a half-minute-long session of hollering, all that remained were a dozen bloody lumps of flesh, their twisted expressions frozen in pure anguish.
The Dark Ape still writhing in Cassius’s grasp felt its mind slipping again, but even the reprieve of unconsciousness was a luxury it no longer had.
“Do you honestly think dying like they did is what you’ll receive…?” Cassius sneered, controlling his Devil Blade to hover just above the Dark Ape’s third leg. “...Well, think again.”
SPURT!
The Dark Ape’s third leg was slowly shredded, reduced to a mangled, unrecognizable mess. It endured a level of pain so intense it passed out multiple times, only to wake up almost immediately each time. The gruesome cycle persisted for a few agonizing seconds that felt like an eternity.
Finally, when the Dark Ape was teetering on the verge of death, Cassius struck it in the same spot it had slapped Aya. The impact caused its head to explode in a visceral spray.
POP!