Fate brought me here, to this world, this broken and discord world.

A foreign land;

In these ruins of a former village;

It’s where a lone gunman is fighting against twenty bandits.

We got caught in one of a bandit ambush, Emily with the m14 was able to shoot some of them down until many of them fall back and used eruption potions on us. To save the girls, I jumped out with my mp5 red dot sighted and decided to take them down.  Most of them were easily taken down by the continuous burst of 9mm mp5 rounds. Many of them did manage to reach my position and almost cut me. However, when the adrenaline dies down, the pain from their attacks manifested again and now it’s an uneven battle between these bastards and me.

“HYAA!” (Mitsuha)

I swing my combat knife at one of the attacking assailants coming at me with his sword drawn, parrying his strike and knocking him backwards.

*CLANG*

Twenty muscular renegades, fitted with tethered leather armor and steel chest pieces, helmets and armed with various types of weapons from hand-axes to broadswords; Against a Fifteen year old boy dressed in modern ACU Camo, on him was a battle-worn tactical vest fitted with pouches of various types of ammunition and armed with a handgun, a depleted SMG and an [M2 bayonet].

I breathe roughly, holster the knife back to my belt and grip tightly on my wound. I was careless on my last dodge of their attack.

Shit, I’m losing too much blood. Khuu!

“Stand tall men! He’s hurt, we can beat him.” (Bandit)

With that, their attacks become more vicious, more motivated to strike me. I dodge a few of their strikes and also successfully parry a few or their strikes, and take down about ten of them, but as I move more and more, I can feel more and more blood draining out…

My vision is starting to fade, soon I won’t be able to stand my ground anymore.

With the [FN Five Seven], I carefully pick off the remaining bandits as they charge at me. Following their movement and attack patterns, I take caution in engaging them while dodging their swords and knives.

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*BANG*

*BANG*

“HUGH!” (bandits)

“ARGH!” (Bandits)

“Who… wants some more? Ah, ha…haa…haa…AHAHHAHA” (Mitsuha)

 Suddenly, I feel wonderful, as if a train full of pleasure stimulants just ran at me at full speed and continuously ram me over and over. This feels great…~

“What’s wrong with him?” (bandits)

“Is he a monster?” (Bandits)

“You Betcha!”

With my vitality back, I run full speed at the remaining ones. Dashing my way at them, avoiding their swords and break through their retreating formation, raising my knife and gun.

*CRACK!*

*BANG* BANG*

*BANG*

I break the neck of the first guy furthest back and quickly shot down two of his friends idly stood by, dazed from my movement;  I then select another target; locking my sight on a fat one, I spring myself at him and jab my bayonet through his skull.

Four down, two left. The last two bandits barely have any fight left in them; As I slowly closing in on them, they drop their weapons and beg for my mercy.

“Please…hahh…please spare us….” (Bandits)

“You’ll never see our faces again….We’ll convert to Emry sect and become monks, we swear… You won’t see us ever again…Please.” (Bandits)

“Pitiful…” (Mitsuha)

I say, shooting one of them in the head.

“Ugnh” (Bandit)

“eeeeek!” (Bandit)

“Well, that leaves you… What should I do with you? Well, I’m low on ammo so I won’t shoot you…” (Mitsuha)

“Thank you….Thank you.” (Bandit)

I turn on the safety and holster my gun.

“thank you…thank you…hugh!...arck...” (Bandit)

With a quick slash of my bayonet, a spray of blood bursts out of the beaten bandit's throat and spray directly on my clothing.

“Shut up…You’re annoying.” (Mitsuha) The only problem left is how much money I can get for their gears; and can I stay sober enough to drive to the nearest town.

Ah! I’m so fucking pissed, those bastards screwed up my new pair of combat dress, and to think of it I should have slice somewhere else than his main arteries. Well hopefully their gear sell well so I can at least get some materials for repairing the clothes and make some bullets, I’m running low on 9mm rounds.

I stagger back to the Humvee, giving out a signal for Emily to come out.

“Mitsuha-sama. Are you alright?” (Emily)

“Mit-chan you look extremely hurt are you ok?” (Lili)

“I’m fine…I’m fine...Lili can you patch me up? I’ll need to collect the armor those bandits wore so we can sell for money and supplies.” (Mitsuha)

“No, Mitsuha-sama, you rest, I’ll gather their gears myself, most are only leather chest plates and broadswords…” (Emily)

“Fine but hand me your Mosin, I’ll keep watch of others.” (Mitsuha)

I interrupt her and ask her to pass me her Mosin Nagant, of which she happily do so. I took out all of the ones I saw, but this is best as a precaution if any more prone to show up.  

Out of all the people I have met since I came to this world, these two are the most efficient individuals I have ever seen, I’m quite glad that they decided to follow me.

And so we end on a high note, the bandits dying at the hand of “Hyde” and be satisfied with releasing my anger.