I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

If it was one or two of these creatures, then it wouldn’t be that hard. If it was hundreds of them, we could manage to escape here unscathed.

But there were millions of them, and many more eggs were pouring out from these clouds.

Just looking at the increasing number of these gigantic creatures made me lose any hope of living. There was no hope, in front of such brutality and might one had no way to survive.

I now realise how hard that battlefield was. Just one hour and this terrifying scene appeared here. What if I joined that battlefield? One which our enemy was well prepared and coming with all of his forces.

“Feeling despair already? Don’t feel down, you already fought proudly against me. It’s just you are a thousand years younger to be able to fight evenly with me.”

And at this moment that damn hegemon had to speak up and say such frustrating words. I was boiling with rage. What did I do wrong to fall down to such a deep abyss?

I was just doing great! I was unstoppable, killing left and right. But now, and in front of such unstoppable might, I felt like a dwarf.

It was such a bitter feeling, one that made me want to just close up my eyes and resign for my approaching death.

What was the value of resisting? I had zero hope in running, and trying to win this was just a crazy man’s dream.

*Thud!*

Without feeling myself, my legs bent and for the first time ever, my body fell on the ground on my knees. I looked in despair towards the fast growing creatures out there.

Their numbers were simply exceeding hundreds and approaching the first thousand. Just this number was enough to take almost one third of the central zone, taking large space at the outside zone.

All the forces here felt the same as me. I even saw many dropping their weapons, falling on the ground, resigning to death like me.

Who could blame me? Who could blame us? If there was a single ray of hope, then I swore I’d not let it slip by my fingers before trying my best to seize it.

“…”

“…”

“…”

More silent screams came and with these, I felt like my chariot was a feather in the middle of a storm. The earth and sky kept rotating fiercely while my chariot was trying to stabilise itself.

“No point baby, we have no hope here,” I patted on its body, feeling the warmth running through it. “We are… Going to perish here together,” I held my tears, feeling my eyes burning like two blazing embers.

And with such pain, I was this close to succumbing to closing my eyes and letting my body fall on my back.

But just when my chariot was trying to control itself, and the speed of its rotation became slower, I noticed something weird in the depths of the dimly lit sky.

And with this, a message popped up in front of my face.

[Don’t give up yet, kiddo! Our universe won’t let you fall like this. The system won’t let those bastards do whatever the hell they want in our worlds! Stand up! Pick up your glaive and fight! Fight!]

“S… Sith?!!!” At this moment, I couldn’t help but get startled by this message and the strong voice that echoed into my mind.

[You are facing something you shouldn’t face at your current stage. But sh*t happens, and as a man, as a part of my pantheon, you shall stand up and raise your head against such tyranny]

“There is… no hope…” I laughed, bitterly laughed. At this moment I wanted to cry, but even my tears went dry and refused to come out.

[You must have noticed it! The universe, our universe, isn’t giving up on you yet. Just raise you head up to the sky, and see the bright red stars shining above your head]

“What’s the use of that?” I already noticed these stars. They were the old and familiar star weapon. It wasn’t only one, but I saw the sky shining with hundreds and even thousands of these red stars, reminding me of the old night sky humans used to see in the old days before the apocalypse.

But what was the use of that? These star weapons were nothing to threaten even my chariot. Even with such numbers, what they could do against the larger number of creatures coming up with each passing minute.

[Don’t give up! These aren’t the normal star weapons, it’s the star guardians devised by our system and higher ups]

“And?” I still couldn’t get what he wanted to say to me, “leave me alone, leave me to die alone,” I didn’t have the power to wave my fist in the air.

[Are you stupid? These weapons are devised to face such things!]

“Then let them come and kill them, why wait up there?” I said in bitter sarcasm. Even if I was feeling the most despair in my life, I didn’t lose my intelligence and logic.

If they could do that, then why the wait.

[Idiot! I don’t know if my pantheon accepted a moron or what! These weapons need someone to control and trigger them. Be that man, raise your head up and use your cultivation technique threads to trigger these weapons]

“Me?” I didn’t know how or when, but I found myself standing up, looking at the sky in a different light. These red stars weren’t now the source of my worry or concern, they were my hope.

If what Sith said was true, then they’d be my personal saviour.

“But… How?” When I thought about what Sith said, without rashly jumping to cling to such hope before making sure it’d work, I found a major flaw here. “My threads… My technique… They aren’t that mighty to reach even beyond the sky!”

[Just do it, and stop whining like a little girl! Man up! It’s not time for you to cry and break like this!]