But you know what's wrong with the appearance?

Him, eating chips.

But seriously; the hooves of the horse are glowing-smoke darkly red, even the eyes.

Even him, glowing-smoke red as it slowly falls down to the ground. Plus with the Plague Doctor mask with its eye-sockets glowing fainted red, covered by a hood as well, adding the intimidation factor, he looked like he is here to harvest souls.

But in reality and truthfully I'd say; he has no f**king idea where to bloody go except with the map he got from a tourist stall-stand that leads to the other side of the town. Which is, the next f**king zone.

He had a feeling that every time he got closer to the inner zone, things are getting hard; for this world's difficulty, not him. The enemies here are without a doubt, so f**king low and easy to kill.

And some small feeling that the 'Boss' in the innermost zone will be at least lvl 70+, maybe higher but not exceeding 95+ since he had tested this world's basic strength.

But then, he learned some lessons on not to underestimate the unknown as it made him regretted on some events and getting scolded by his friends for doing so.

Being a kid and all, he still got some wisdom of a man older than him.

Its like an adult being in a child's mind of a body. Like one of those light novels, he read of the MC being reincarnated as a child with unbelievable powers.

Then again, he is in his game character, changing the laws of who-knows-what to believe in anymore.

So... Who knows?

But after seeing the situation that has come into this island, it gave him a goal to eliminate the f**king Demans from the existence. He also had a small belief of feeling that there may be some people who became Demans unwillingly.

A chance for redemption...

Anyways, he ordered several of the Fly Trappers to scout ahead for the path he is heading and report back to him for any suspicious sightings or Demans around. While the other to go to located-human sights where he had scanned for them and take them back to the 'safe-zones'.

'Safe-zones they are, but its much better for them to be there rather than being treated as a lower insect of a slave within the Deman zones.' He thought as he chewed a bag of chips that he found to be quite tasty.

He had been riding through the streets on his horse and found some things that resemblances as antiques back in his world. I mean, an I-Pod, and there are only about 50 of those left.

And here? He found tons of them in a music shop that he decided to scavenge in. He found some good songs to listen to this world's music trend.

'I'll listen to those later, gotta eat me some chips first.' He chuckled at the thought of being a simple teenager back in his few younger years.

He also thought of being one of those certain people who listen to music while fighting... Heh, there is at least one person he could think of: Alcatraz... His former clanmaster.

'Wonder how he's doing right now... Bet he is doing his usual thing back on that world.' He smiled at the thought. 'Meh, as always of that old f**k, doing his same f**king thing as always...' He unconsciously grinned.

He then used {Scan} again, limiting it to a certain range as to not overuse it since he learned that it will cause him a headache doing it all the time. And to its result, he sensed a small group of 5 humans in his mental radar. But they aren't in a stationary as the others as they are moving.

(His {Scan} ability is like the one from Prototype, but a bit more... Detailed rather than seeking the location of the specified target. The rest of the info is already explained in chap 2-3)

The humans ranging 400 meters to his 2 o'clock, sneaking through the alleyways of the buildings.

Gotta love the bonus stats of the class jobs...

'Huh, why are there humans here?' He looked to where he had sensed them as he raised a brow. 'Armed as well huh? Must be either scouts or scavengers, can't tell.'

He then received a mental message from his Fly Trappers that there are humans heading to his way.

[Dont worry, these humans won't be a threat] He said casually to the one reporting. [Continue to search for Demans around, I'll notify you in about... 20 minutes for the {Scan}]

[As we obey, Grand Master Apocalypse] Replied the Fly Trapper before cutting the mental connection.

He shook his head in amusement. 'Why does that title seem so damn formal and high?' He chuckled. 'I know I'll regret on saying this later on but, I kinda like the sound of something that has the meaning of a 'Judge', forgot the word though...'

"He went back to the Realm of Thoughts while gazing towards the nightly sky, absorbing its beauty that he had never seen personally in his entire life. "This world is quite interesting to have some new experience..." He smiled unaware of the fact that the human scavengers/scouts are closing in, fast.

Almost after what he spoke, something whizzed past by his ear. 'Bullet?' He stopped his horse and looked to where the bullet came from.

'There.' He looked towards the building to where the scouts/scavengers shot from before hopping off as another bullet went directly at his head but merely bounced off. 'Heh, immunity to projectiles btches! Can't touch this!'

He placed his hand onto his pocket, grabbing a [Sleep Canister] and materializing [Boom Buster] - an LCI (Legendary) steampunk-futuristic mixed grenade launcher - and loading the round in.

(kindly ignore how I put the name please I suck at naming)

He can load in ammo from low to the highest level, but only requiring specific kinds of ammo to use. And he has a huge amount of ammo in his void inventory.

He can also convert junk of metal into low tier ammo, but just having able to convert it, it would take 10 piles of metal to turn into an Iron Ingot, which would then be crafted into 2 boxes of low tier ammo depending on what specified ammo though. (This may have been explained in the previous chap)

He aimed at the 2nd floor of the building and fired the round into the window.

"Ah shit!"

"Crap, move it!"

He heard some shouting before it went quiet.

Some moments afterward, his {Scan} have been rendered the scavengers/scouts inside to be now unconscious, which of course they tried to get out but twas too late anyway since its a special type of gas that worked its way quickly rather than a normal one.

He went inside the building and found them, they seem to look like a rag-tag team of individuals considering their equipment and gear.

But he guessed that they may actually be scouts from one of the Safe-Zones in the... 'Safe-Zones'... Ironic asf.

He appraised them one by one and removed their masks, revealing their faces.

First is a man who seemed to be the oldest one among them, carrying a rucksack, wearing military pants and some kind of modified armor. He's the only one with some kind of sniper rifle, which means he is the one that shot him. He also has an assault rifle, breaching shotgun, and a futuristic-looking pistol. His job classes are Soldier, Hunter, Specialist and Tracker.

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Second is a woman who's wearing a darken lab coat and with glasses. She also has a stun baton, while it's not a simple-looking baton, he doubted that it could even hurt a Deman in anyways, and a magnum that seemed to be consisting incendiary rounds." Her classes are Doctor, Herbalist and a Combatant.

The third is a girl in her younger teens; wearing some clothes that resemble one of the militia-hunters back in Florencia but her jacket is color dark red rather than blue. She's got the same shotgun that the militia-hunters got, as well the same pistol as the soldier. And a hunting knife as well. Her classes are Hunter and Survivalist.

And lastly the Fourth one; a boy, the one wearing crafted armor with the paint job being grey and black. He's got a crafted barbed mace that looks like it could break someone's bone easily, the perfect tool for fighting against Demans but he doubted that the boy could even get close to make a hit with all that weight his wearing. The most catching appearance is his mask, its base is made of metal, but the outside seemed to be decorated with bones. Job classes are Craftsman, and Mechanic.

'So he's using fear as a weapon, not bad... But it doesn't work entirely on Demans though.'

So two of them are young (militia-hunter and that craftsman), one is in her mid-thirties (the doctor), and the other (old man soldier) is possibly forties.

But one question still remains on his mind.

'What the hell are they doing in the 5th zone?' He thought before noticing something faintly bright on the doctor's pocket. He crouched and picked it up, he was astonished by the simple and dull-looking tablet compared to the holo-tablets back in his world.

Recovering himself quickly, he then read the message notification and read it.

He raised a curious brow. 'So it seems that they are looking for someone eh? Wonder who...' He then looked at the one who messaged them. 'The Vigilante Corps...' He glanced at the unconscious humans before putting down the tablet on the table that is on his side.

He sighed. "Welp, I got time anyways." He pulled out some cable-ties that he scavenged out not too long ago and tied them.

His mount is also gone, it will appear once he summons it again. Just like in the game.

He waited for 2 hours according to the time on the tablet. He watched some anime that he never saw before. Hellsing Ultimate, Black Lagoon, Jojo Bizzare Adventure (season 1-3 only), and some several other anime that he saw in the tablet. He still wonders why is the doctor of the presumed scouting party likes to watch Hellsing?

It may be f**king brutal but it is awesome.

He may have regretted a bit on using [Sleep Canister] since sleeping-items can make targets - which supposed to be weaker than the target's resistance and lvl (depending) - to be asleep for at least 20-30 minutes, and while similar items that he has in stock are somewhat able to make a Players to be affected by it.

Basically the higher the quality of the sleeping items, the longer the effect will apply.

But better safe than sorry... Even though they can't harm him, but if everyone in this world knows of his strength, then he will have a hard time going low profile.

No doubt about it.

The humans then grunted as one of them slowly began to wake up. 'Finally, the stupid effect is gone.' He turned the tablet off and placed it aside on the table.

The girl then tried to move but feeling somewhat restricted to her hands and feet. "Finally you're awake." A muffled voice grabbed the attention of the militia-hunter girl. The girl glared at him.

"Who are you?" She scowled.

He shrugged. "Just a wanderer in the streets."

"And how would you be a 'wanderer' looking like that? You're no doubt just a Deman." She hissed.

"And you're no doubt to speak to me like that when your in this situation if you haven't noticed." He waved dismissively.

That caused the girl to turn back to her comrades and began on waking them up. Slowly, they all wake up of having something holding their hands and feet, not being able to move.

"I got a question for you guys." Getting their attention. "Why are you in the 5th zone?"

"Heh, let us go and we'll tell you." The boy said harshly.

"Figures..." He said before grabbing the tablet and tapped several times.

The doctor of the party widens her eyes before shouting. "W-What are you doing!? Give it back!"

"Calm down, I'm not deleting your anime here. Just trying to find that- oh here it is." He showed them the notification message. "I like to ask, who are you finding this so-called 'Delta Squadron'?"

"We ain't telling ya shit!" The old soldier said with a scowl on his face. "And we'll keep it till our graves!"

"Yeah! Like why would we need to tell something like you! You've given up humanity for the sake of power!" The girl shouted.

Apoc facepalmed. "Listen, I ain't a f**king Deman." They all look at him in disbelief, he continued. "Do you see any f**king horns on my head? No, simply f**king no. So stop assuming that just because I f**king look sooo f**king intimidating!" He basically shut their mouths up, making them sweat slightly as well.

" *Sigh* If you still don't believe me, then I'll show you f**king idiots." He slowly removed his hat, then pulled down his hood, and removed his mask. Revealing his fake human mask. "See? F**king I'm f**king human you dumb shits." While saying this, he unconsciously accidentally activated his {Aura of Bloodlust}, shutting their mouths ups and making them sweat waterfalls too.

Apoc noticed this quickly before tuning it off before turning his attention back to them. "Apologies, I have a bad temper." He tipped his hat apologetically.

"...Yeah? You could be a collaborator for them!" The girl retorted with hate.

'Looks like one of them has some grudge against the Demans...'

"If I were one, then I'd just give you to them and they'll just do shit on whatever they want on you guys." He said simply but in a cold tone.

The group felt fear as they saw an emotionless expression on his face as if he is just a cold killer.

"So I'll ask again, and if you answer ill let you guys go to wherever you're going, and we'll just part our ways." He loosens his tone. "Caphe'?'

"...Who are you?" The boy asked.

Apoc put on his mask. "Jim, Jim Raynor."

The soldier and doctor widen their eyes in surprise. "Jim... As in the Reaper of Florencia?" The old man said with disbelief.

Apoc titled his head. "Wait news spread so quickly? Damn, and Reaper? They gave me a title?" He scratched the back of his neck.

"Yeah, they say that he- you killed Demans with just a flick of a wrist using a revolver..." He said uneasily. "And also a Tri-Horn." That caused his comrades to look at their friend with wide eyes before turning to Jim who just shrugged.

"Impossible... One person cant kill a Tri-Horn, let alone killing it once it revived!" The woman exclaimed.

"That's because I ain't normal, kid." He said coldly, making her shut up immediately. "And killing a Tri-Horn is easy peasy for me. They're just annoying insects in my way."

"..." They all look at him silently as they sweat dropped nervously.

He stood up and raised his glove, showing a tiny blade on the fingertips.

"W-What are you doing?" The boy said nervously.

Jim said nothing as he walked towards them. "D-Don't you dar-!" He cut his restraints before silently walking away. Confused by his action.

"Cut them," He said in a cold, neutral tone. "And follow me if you want to find your friend." He then turned to the boy. "And kid, tell me why you're here, and your names as we walk."

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The group then followed Jim in uncomfortable silence.

They are simply not quite getting along ever since he radiated the blood lust accidentally, now they're going to be a bit distance from him. But it's ok, since he is quite careless in his surroundings being in a party/squad, he is mostly a solo player after all.

The boy, who seems to be ok, told introduced himself and the crew and told him why they're here.

His name is Jack Reges, the girl's name is Samantha Rose, the old man is Henrik Shade, the woman is Jade Bloom.

Of course, they still don't trust him, with the exception of Jack, who seems to be quite calm about this... 'Maybe he's like Alcatraz,' He mentally joked. 'Not giving a big f**k about anything.' He chuckled inwardly.

They've been sent to find a certain person, whose codename is 'Tailor' (bad at naming guys) but his real name is Ramon. An important individual that was sent along with several others to scout in the 5th Zone (on which they are currently in) and report anything special but never returned.

(If your confused on how the Zones look like, read Lessa the Crimson Knight manga)

They have been following him for quite a while now, walking to a part of town which is mostly an unknown territory for them.

Except for Jim/Apoc. He's been here sometime now.

Demans can appear out of nowhere and ambush them, but for some reason, the place is just... Empty.

Either the rumors of this guy is real, or they're just lucky that this place is abandoned and are just somewhere else. Since they are just walking casually... On an open road.

"So... Where are we headed?" The boy said.

Jim, being on the lead. "To where your friend is at. And to let you know, he is banged up quite badly."

'And there are at least hundreds of people that were captured by the Demans to check on who is this 'Ramon' dude... At least I got a clue he's here, cant sure if he's alive or not...'

"You just told us that now!?" The girl, Samantha, which Jim simply nicknamed her as Sam.

"And make me guide you when I didn't really know you well enough for me to trust you before to him? Then yes, right now." He said casually.

"But you know where he is... Right?" The doctor, Jade, asked warily.

Jim slightly turned his head at her. "Didn't say that I know where he now does I?" He grinned slightly behind the mask.

"What!?" They all shouted. "But you said-"

"-I'll help you go find wherever your friend is at ok? Either you want my help to guide you around in this... Deman-filled town and I know where their spots are, and where we can take shortcuts to. Or, go on without me and you'll probably end up either dead or taken as a plaything of theirs." He interjected the girl's sentence and spoke dangerously low.

'Jeez, calm the f**k down will ya people?' Inside, he felt a small part of him regretted speaking them like that.

"..." "Tch."

"Then shut up and help me search for your friend." After that, he mentally messaged the Ant Workers to find this certain human that they have rescued since he could tell that there are none humans that are supposed to be in buildings that look QUITE suspicious for where the human-slaves are at.

Anyways, he told them that once they managed to find the human, they'll have to put him at some certain location to where he and the humans can 'save' him.

The plan is simple, pick up the man, separate their ways and move on. Quite simple eh?

Since the scouting team is distancing themselves from him and are wary, it will be going quite well.

But there is a chance for it not going to well all.

Expect the unexpected. May nothing surprises you.

He has a goal to reach and wasting time would also mean lives are losing as well. He may be cocky, arrogant and preferred if anything goes in his way which he does often at times, he doesn't like to see living beings suffering in agony, that's only for the assholes.