I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

“Damn! I didn’t ask you to praise my words! Do you know old languages or what?”

“Ahem… Studying wasn’t my real forte, you know…” for the first time, I felt hesitation and anxiety coming up from him.

Damn! Don’t tell me he wasn’t that interested in studying and thought about it as a disgrace!

Well, for a general of his calibre… I could consider it a stain indeed.

But that wasn’t the issue right now. The issue was that these folks wouldn’t get to understand anything from what I just said.

“Sigh, I hope the market has something to help,” I opened the market and started to look for any item that could help translate my words into one of the ancient tongues of my universe.

What I thought to be an easy task turned out to be quite challenging!

The Lukakol ancient language? The Godkaen ancient language? What the heck are these?” I turned to Lucias, and like before, he stuttered and seemed more anxious than before.

“Forget it,” I decided to buy all these items, and they were almost over a hundred. I took one out, and it was just like a real horn, small in size and faint red in colour.

“Hi, I’m Hye. I came from a wor…” and again I repeated my words, introducing myself, and what I was doing here. At the same time, I held my first horn in front of the new red one, to let what I’d say deliver to those here.

“It’s not working…” but that ended up with not a single response from their side. So I started using one horn after another, until I exhausted the entire over hundred horns without getting a single response!

“Goddammit! What’s wrong with them? Why can’t they understand a single word of what I said?!!” I got stirred up with all this. I hated it when I’d try something and fail, not because I didn’t try hard enough, but because I lacked something simple.

Just like here, I lacked the knowledge of an ancient language to make them understand my words.

“Hi, human race Hye…” and just as I was getting over the edge, I heard such a loud and clear voice, coming from the direction of the mountains upfront.

Then a small flying rock appeared. It was no way close to the flying islands I saw before. It was simply a huge rock, close up to one hundred metres in radius.

“We already got your message and understood it perfectly fine. But it was a really nice touch from you to try and speak in other languages, languages of our lost forgotten races. Despite your words being a little rusty, that was something I respected.”

“You…” I narrowed my eyes and for a second there, I thought about going towards that middle aged fallen god and punching him in the face!

But slowly I controlled my frustration, and jumped over it to see the good news.

They got what I said! And they were just taking time for their leader to come to meet me.

“Are you the leader here?” I asked, while moving my eyes over his small piece of rock. Despite being small, it has two short watching towers, a medium sized wall, and even a big gate!

There was also a shield flashing from time to time, as if it was electrifying flies flying through it.

“We… Don’t have a single leader here,” that fallen god said, “but other tribes entrusted me with this task. So, what brings you here, human race Hye from far away?”

“I’m here to get this damn pocket world destroyed and get everyone out of here,” I said again what I came here for.

“Sorry about that, but if your purpose was to destroy the world and kill all of us then we won’t stop you. But if you wanted to take us out, back to the same universe that killed our ancestors, drove us all the way outside of the universe, all the way to here… Then we will end up killing each other.“

“You…” What the heck this dude just said? Did I get it wrong? “Are you sure you are sane enough to handle this discussion?”

“I’m the wisest person in all of our tribes,” he said in such arrogance, one that made me feel he was either a very formidable foe or just a fool.

“Fine!” As I lost any clue about what he meant by his words, or about his true power and status here, I decided to ask someone who could explain this to me, “come out!”

*Flash!* *Flash!* *Flash!*

And the next thing happened was for many flashes of light to come forth. I called all the fallen gods I had in my inventory. And this added a more terrifying image to my single chariot in front of all these people.

“You… This…” it seemed seeing such a number of fallen gods coming out, answering my call, came as a shock for that dude.

“Listen, I don’t know if you are crazy or a fool, or something who got addicted to power and being the ruler of his people, or just a mere coward… I don’t care about any of that. I only want this world destroyed, and your imprisoned people living in such hell to get freed. If you want to do it voluntarily, help me as well then you’ll get my gratitude. If you will stand against me, then I’ll crush you and anyone standing on your side with everything I got, just like I crushed many and much stronger foes than all of you.”

I got fed up with this pocket world. It wasn’t just this world that was wrong, even the living people who miraculously survived inside for so long were crazy and lunatics!

“Damn tyrant! Such a person shall not be left to live for even a single more second! Spread the word, the tribe is going for war!”

“Oh, sorry about that…” yet just as he finished speaking his nonsense, I already completed my first technique and sent tons of threads towards those up front.

That dude, and all the forces stationed around him on the mountains were all hit. I saw him lean over his chest, touching the black thread penetrating it before laughing.