I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

“Satisfied?” I asked while opening another portal, “let’s go, there is one more location left to see.”

“Lord… This… This is more than enough,” Oglak couldn’t help but interfere to stop me. He called me lord, and that meant he already acknowledged me as their boss.

Well… There was no point in doing all this to be honest. If they just refused, then I’d just use the power granted by the system and contracts and kill those who oppose me.

Yet it felt fun to jump around and explore places like this. I looked at him and others before saying in a cold tone, “you shall announce your loyalty to your lord in a more respectful way, don’t you think?”

At this moment, I wasn’t that nice and easy going human, but the mighty and scary lord they’d serve from now on.

They thought they were special as they came from a mighty race? I was then the exception to such rule and was the scary prodigy coming from such a no name race.

No matter what, they should behave themselves and amend for all the foul words and bad attitude they showed me before.

I was kind and easy going indeed, but in terms of dignity, I wasn’t any worse than any hegemone in the entire universe.

“Lord…” Oglak seemed puzzled and confused, not knowing what to do or say.

“Let’s first return back to others,” I waved my hand and that portal I called for vanished and another appeared, “I’ll let you know what you’ll do from there.”

I went first into the portal while they followed. This time they all acted respectful and knew their limits.

Not a single one of them spoke or said anything until they all came back to where this all started.

“Go and spread what you saw among everyone,” I waved, before pointing my glaive towards two; Oglak and that dude who kept questioning and doubting my ten races from earlier, claiming they were an illusion.

“You two… Stay behind.”

“You heard the lord,” Oglak shouted when others delayed in their response, “go and spread what you saw. Also deliver my final decision, we will follow this lord till we are dead or went to another lord.”

I watched them leave and scatter among the huge number of Hescos waiting here.

“Sigh! This will all change soon,” it seemed they followed the leadership of Oglak for such a long time already to consider him as their true lord.

“Now… Let’s start with removing these useless suits off you,” I turned in cold gazes as I sized up and down these two, “let’s start with you.”

I selected the rude one, aiming to humiliate” him first.

“Lord… This…” yet once I said this, the one I pointed at turned to look at Oglak and me, seemingly hesitating to do it.

“What? Are you going to disobey the first order your lord gave?” from my side, old Gan interfered and shouted in such a loud tone.

And I kept my silence, gladly accepting the small help from this old man.

Of course this order wasn’t just for me, but also for him. This suit would be delivered for him to study, alongside many others coming either from alive or dead Hescos.

“Lord… It’s not that we don’t want to do it, it’s that we can’t,” Oglak had to interfere before adding in explanation, “since our birth, and these suits are born with us. They are part of our bodies, and can’t be removed until we are dead.”

“This…” It was way more complicated than I expected. I turned to old Gan who shrugged, pointed towards down below as he said:

“Lord, these are more than enough! I dreamt about getting just one suit, and I got tons of them, hahahaha!”

“Fine then,” I nodded, “go and start working then.”

We already wasted lots of time dealing with this silly game.

“Lord… What do you plan to do with… Our people?” Oglak watched old Gan jumping towards the ground and land without any trouble before running towards the densely packed dead people of the Hescos.

“We are going to do a little research about them,” I paused, “what? Don’t tell me I can’t do it!”

“No… It’s just…”

“Quite insultive? Then try your best next time and don’t die,” I didn’t take to heart any of their objections of dissatisfaction.

A loser had to endure fate worse than death itself.

“So…” and as old Gan was having his long life wish getting fulfilled, I looked at these two before adding, “kneel!”

“Lord…”

“If you can’t remove these suits and let me see your faces, then you shall show your respect in the utmost sincere way. Kneel!”

*Plop!* *Plop!”

As I didn’t give any room for negotiations, the two fell on their knees on my chariot. And as they did, I could feel how heavy such suits were.

They bowed their heads and didn’t say anything. Leaning their heads to someone from such a weak race was something that never crossed their minds from the moment of their birth till now.

“Good, spread the word then… All of your people here will kneel or get killed by the laws of the system,” I waved my hand for them to stand, while speaking these words to the rude dude.

As for Oglak, he was left behind for me to have a nice little chat with him.

“Tell me… Are you really traitors?” This was one of the many questions I had about them.

I got nothing much out of this race. So as I got such a formidable looking figure, I got to squeeze him for answers.

“No lord, we are not!”

“Then that old story about you being a weak race and such…” I paused and Oglak suddenly sighed.

“Does lord believe in fate?”

“I believe in facts!”

“Then what if I told lord that we were just like your race a long time ago… a weak race that no one would put in their eyes.”

“And?”

“One miraculous thing happened, one of our race was a prodigy, a genius who led our race into all the glory we have right now.”