The demi-human loses her grip and starts to fall. In the heat of the moment I let go of her leg and start to fall too. I quickly look to my left and see a large leg that I used earlier to climb up the mountain. I reach for the large leg protruding out of the mountain and I grab it. I feel like I pulled a muscle on my right arm, but I safety got myself back on the mountain without falling to my death.

I look behind me and see the demi-human hit the bottom of the body filled floor. As far as I see, she looks lifeless and is no longer moving.

"I'm sorry..." I said while feeling pity for the woman

I look away from the demi-human and try to ignore what just happened, I continue climbing.

However, once I try pulling myself up on a body with my right arm, I feel a sharp pain.

"ARGHHH! DAMN!" I scream as I feel pain in my right arm

I now know for sure that my arm is injured, it's going to be difficult trying to climb with one arm and a frail body. I take a second to relax and asses my situation. I look below me and see that the other people are starting to catch up, I must push forward. With still a far way to go, I need a way to climb up efficiently... I need something that I can use as some sort of support for my legs. I look around me and see several protruding arms and legs coming out from the mountain of bodies. If I can find a way to snap the bones, I can use the sharp edges of the bones as a "device" and drill them into bodies. Since I weigh like a feather, I could step on the bones and they wouldn't break... I could make a staircase out of them.

I side climb across the left side of the mountain to grab an arm. As much as I hate making a bloody mess, I have no other choice.

I take the arm with my left hand and gather my strength.

A few seconds later

I push the elbow the opposite way. The bone snaps right through the persons thin flesh and dangles with its tendons barely keeping the arm together. Blood starts to pour out of the persons arm.

Despite the bloody mess, I grab the dangling arm and then pull as hard as I can to rip the tendons off the rest of the body.

The tendons snap off the persons body and now I'm holding a arm with a sharped edge bone that I could now use as an "anchor."

I then reach out for a protruding leg next to the once was protruding arm and do the same.

"UGHHH! COME ON!" I struggle to snap the kneecap that holds the leg together.

"Pant* Pant* Pant*" I feel exhausted

I try pushing the leg in the opposite way once more.

"COME ON! JUST SNAP!" I continue to struggle snapping the leg

A large Crack is heard

"HA... AHAH... Got you!" I say to myself in enjoyment

The leg bone was able to break perfectly and is also sharp just like the arm. Now its time to see if my plan was correct.

I start to climb by using the bones as a "staircase". I put one bone in a body higher than me, I then step on the bone, take another bone and put it higher than the other, and then take the bone out of previous body and repeat.

Having to turn around and bend down to pull the bones out over and over again is tiring, but I try to ignore the fatigue and pain. I remember the goal, my revenge. It's all that matters. I am determined to make it out of this hell.

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An hour passes by

"Pant* Pant* Pant*" I feel exhausted, deprived, fatigued, and the feeling of pain wont go away

I can feel my head throb as I'm incredibly stressed and my body feels like collapsing. The only thing keeping me from falling apart is my wish of vengeance. I cannot falter, It's unacceptable, I must push onward.

Even though I took out my one and only competition, the people under me are starting to catch up. The staircase option is way too slow and is slowing me down. I have no choice but to climb normally. I reach out my dislocated right arm above me and grasp against a head sticking out of the mountain. I use all the strength I have and pull myself up. I groan in pain, but I push through and use my left arm to grab another head sticking out of the mountain. The more I pull myself up, the more of my vision starts to turn red and blurry.

As I continue to climb, I remember my dreaded past.

2 years ago

Inside of a dark, cold, and filthy cell, Zealot and I are chained up, unable to move freely. I look at Zealot's chest, as he has massive slash wounds from The Hero of the Spear. I see that Zealot almost looks lifeless. He stares at the ground without blinking an eye. I look away from Zealot and look at the ceiling, which has a constant flow of dripping water and has been hitting my head for the past hour.

The first time I met The Spear Hero, I thought she was as honorable as an hero could ever be. Always following orders, always completing her tasks, always getting rewards... She also looked beautiful too. Her almost gold like hair, golden eyes, strong body, and feminine touch made everyone like her and trust her... Turns out that everyone, including myself, could only see the farthest from the truth.

Footsteps are heard in the hallway

I look away from the ceiling and towards the bars of our cell. I look out into the hallway that leads directly to our cell. I hear the footsteps of something that I could never forget. The Hero of The Shield. His large and big thumping footsteps fill me with fear. I don't want what happened last time. I close my eyes, hoping that this is dream, it has to be.

I remember hearing about The Shield Hero before I met him in this cell. Unlike the other heroes, The Shield Hero has always been the great and holy protector of the kingdom. He defended the Kingdom of Roxannia several times after waves of demon attacks. Everyone admired him and felt safe with him, I don't blame them. His large muscles, his devotion to god, his tall and strong demeanor, his peaceful and innocent looking face, and his honor to the kingdom was unmatched. But just like The Spear Hero, they could never be so wrong.

The loud footsteps stop. I'm fearful of opening my eyes. I try not to think, see, or hear anything. Dread fills me.

I feel a presence behind me and then a gentle touch on my back. I know what happens next.

Present Time

I stop thinking about those desperate times and I continue to make the painful progress of climbing this mountain. I feel physically broken, I have never felt so exhausted in my entire life. The last time I felt close to this way, was my swordsmen training with my father and mother.

I need to stop thinking about the past and climb with more focus.

2 Hours pass by

I'm starting to get near the top of the mountain. Everything hurts, but my mental fortitude holds. My desire for revenge is engraved in my soul, It's all I want and all I need. I will get rid of anyone who stands in my way, I will use anything to my advantage, I will use the most dirty tactics. I will do anything, just to get my hands around the peoples throats of which I hate so much. My face feels unrecognizable as I smile with a broken look. Rage fuels me, I will get what is rightfully mine. This challenge that this god gave me, is nothing... Nothing will stop me from my vengeance.

I climb faster and better, adrenaline fuels my body. The more closer I get to the top, the more determined my mind is.

Several minutes pass by

Finally.... I make it to the top. I put my right arm on the flat top of the mountain and peer over at the light that the god told me about, This is it... I made it. As soon as I step into the bright white light, I can make my wish become true. I take my left arm and pull myself onto the flat dirt ground that surrounds the top of the mountain.

I stand up and look down on where I once was. All I see is darkness and the other people trying their best to make it to the top. However, I'm already here and they lost. I face away from this hell and with a straight forward look, I walk into the light while feeling hopeful and thrilled that I made it this far, and I will be able to fulfill my revenge.

But, I also feel the sense of what challenges will fall before me. Getting my revenge on the Heroes, the Royals, Johnny himself, and most importantly, the entire Kingdom of Roxannia, will be no easy task to achieve. Once I go back to that world, I don't even know where to start or even where I will be.

I smile with a sinister look

But if its one thing for sure, I vow to accomplish my goal.