How did things come down to this?

How many times have I recreated this scene in my mind? 

The once clear blue sky is now contaminated by the smoke and dark miasma coming from the Dungeon Portals. And from within those Dungeon Portals, monsters such as goblins and orcs began to fill the entire city, killing normal citizens, feeding onto the flesh of the civilians, and getting stronger. To summarize it, the monsters from another world are now conquering this world.

It was already a daily occurrence at this point.  The traces of old human civilization are nowhere to be seen. At the start, It may seem like the world has lost its hope, however, alongside the appearance of the monsters, heroes, who wield supernatural abilities began to emerge, and they began to use their power to save the day. They slowly acted as a shield against the monsters who were a threat to the normal civilians.

Especially the ones with the rank S, who were able to eliminate World-Class disasters all by themselves, without the help of the others, the world is once again at peace. Those people, the S-rank heroes, are envied and respected by everyone, especially the helpless normal civilians.

However, I was not one of them. a cold-steel knife pierced through my abdomens, as I was clinging to my damn dear life.

“Why is a measly F-Rank here?” The man, who was the owner of the knife, grinned as he continued to try to squeeze its tiny little knife into my wound, expanding my wound more. Blood began to gush out more from the hole, as the knife went deeper.

I wanted to shriek in pain, however the voice wouldn’t come out, as my voice box had already been damaged. This phenomenon made the perpetrator become more excited, “Interesting… very interesting!” He tried to push the remaining dagger into my abdomen, as I tried to push it out.

The blood loss got to me, as a gush of dizziness rushed over to my head. My vision started to become blurry, and I lost the sense of balance.

However I didn’t give up, in retaliation, I discharged lightning currents all over my body, trying to strike him and leave him out cold. But before I knew it, he was already a few metres away from me, observing me with a smirky grin on his face.

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“With such a weak ability, you dare become a hunter?”

I know. I know it very well, you don’t need to tell me that. Everyone already told me how weak I am, how I am a disgrace to the Hunter Corp. I tried to bridge the gap, by training my ability and my muscles hard. But like people always said, sometimes hard work couldn’t beat talent.

Despite my efforts, I still couldn’t even come near any existing hunters. However, that doesn’t mean I will give up.

“Current.” Tinges of lightning danced around my feet, and I used that to leap right in front of the villain.

“Huh, how did you-?” A loud slam could be heard as I slammed him right towards a wall of an abandoned building. It’s not an easy feat. He tried to struggle, stabbing me multiple more times on my body. As he did that, pain continuously coursed through my body.

But I will never let him go. He’s not the only one who could attack, my left hand choked his neck, while my right mechanical arm smashed his chest the moment I got enough lightning charges.

“Kuok!” White saliva poured out of his mouth.

The pain in my head is slowly getting through me, I couldn’t hesitate, I must finish this as fast as I can.

“Gr… don’t you dare!” More knives began to appear and pierced through my body, but I wouldn’t let go. Both of us started to get worn out, I started to feel nausea from the blood loss, and the villain is suffering from my current.

“What is the purpose of finishing me when you’re also on your wits end?”

I didn’t answer, with the last of the current that I could muster from my body, I blew him away alongside the walls, making sure that he could not survive that.

Feeling satisfied, I fell down on my back, as strength began to leave my body.

This sky… it’s so nostalgic. 

My eyelids began to unwillingly close, as it became heavier out of nowhere. I couldn’t feel my body any more, it’s as if the connection between me and my body has been severed..

I know… this was about to be my end. I knew it… from the start. I was never meant to be a hero, unlike the heroes with a strong ability, I don’t have a strong ability myself. I was the one and only F-rank in this world, alone, and will always be alone.

I guess this is my end.

Memories of my life began to replayed before me as my life flashed, there were many memorable memories, but most of it are the sad and harsh memories of me being a F-ranker, who is discriminated against by all.

If I were to be able to repeat my life, I wish I wasn’t a ranker, and live a peaceful life.

That’s the last thing that I thought, before I fell into an oblivion.