" We're reporting live from the outskirts of the eastwood city, we have experienced yet another disaster, an incident which has caused the lives of hundreds of thousands, innocent souls lost their lives to such cruelty "
" We have yet witnessed another gate break, when will this hell end? when will humanity finally rest "
Intense waves was unleashed, with ashes covering the atmosphere, a young lady is spotted standing before a camera, holding a microphone on her right hand, facing the camera men standing before her.
Dressed in a grey colored suit, with a blue knotted tie.
A reporter from the News Bureau, reporting the situation that happened a few hours after the calamity had died down, agents of the federal rescue corp, FRC were deployed into the city, in search of survivors.
But no survivors were found, only the corpses of hundreds of thousands who inhabited the city, terror and mayhem was all that existed, the aftermaths of the incident showed the demolition of buildings.
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" What's this? " The voice of Director J-X was heard, walking into the control room with his arms behind his back, cladded in a brown coat, he covered his hands with black gloves, maintaining his mana balance.
Commander Tory had his gaze fixed on the screen before him, watching the news.
Under high executives of the IPac were present as well, even commanding a division under the IPac, the Willow's Ground is one of the few secret divisions commanded by the IPac in general, there are many more.
Including a division only made up of hard headed Assasins.
" The news, the government made sure only the censored part of the incident was revealed to the public, the fact that it was a double gate break and it bares the red color and the fact that our target is yet to be found "
Commander Tory calmly explained.
" The High Galaxy Agency deployed their troops early in hopes of getting more praises after clearing the gate break but the company they deployed were all wiped out, a armful of gifted soldiers "
" Such a waste but what is the government going to do about the situation? how are they planning to take out that external threat? not even the jets designed to even kill awakeners could work "
Director J-X uttered.
" We are yet to identify who that monster is, what it's plan of coming here but one thing is certain, It's level is immeasurable, possibly an S ranked entity, something nearly impossible to defeat and destroy "
" A list have been created, a list consisting of three agencies within the armed force "
" We're going to be responsible for taking down that monster, we must fetch it out of its current hiding place and destroy it before it becomes a destructive threat to us " Commander Tory stated.
" We? " Director J-X asked.
" Yes, ofcourse IPac was listed, we were the last to be listed but they plan on using us as decoys, the Guardians and the Anzerath agencies will be the leading forces, but I have no intentions of making them steal the glory "
" We're currently at the bottom of the rankings, we must climb the ranks and become even influential, I plan to use anything in my power, including those children " Commander Tory declared.
" Children? the subjects aren't ready yet " Director J-X spoke out.
" They are mere subjects, it doesn't matter if they are ready or not, they exist to be of good use to us and if I see a way to really use them, I will surely make good use of them, prepare the Willow's Ground "
" The infantry unit will be deployed firstly, especially that child.....Sergeant Riley will be leading the deployed team to hunt down that monster " Commander Tory uttered, his words remained unchanged.
" Sir, you're literally sending off that child to his death " Director J-X said.
" And is there a problem with that? you planned to kill him but your plans failed, I'll make sure mine doesn't, if fate wants that child dead...he will surely die " Commander Tory said, turning his gaze.
" Have your men released that child from his confinement and prepare him for his deployment, if he must die, atleast he shouldn't die a worthless death "
" Firstly, before we make a move.....we must know what we're dealing with, what sort of monster is that? " Commander Tory asked himself.
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Sounds of screeches echoed, covering a distance of hundreds of kilometers, he stood firmly, staring at the scorched sun, with a relaxing smile plastered on his lips, he could feel his body hitting up.
With intense smokes surging out from all corners of his body.
Present on an island, with dozens of corpses littering the floors of the island, soldiers who were deployed to hunt him down, he had every single one of them slaughtered as they came against him.
" Twist and burn... that's what the Old Cyrcat taught me, this is a world without a sense of justice, just a vile dimension like the rest, it disgusts me " He uttered, his black eyes flickered, spreading radioactive mana into the air.
Causing the air to burn with intensity.
" I've only spent a few hours in here and I'm yet to get what I want, I created a dimensional portal, ripping through the gates in hopes of feasting on the bloods of the last Bloodnight, but I'm yet to find him "
" I can smell him but I can't see him, It's frustrating " He uttered.
Snapping the neck of the soldier he held, pulling out his head and tossing his corpse on the ground, he drank the bloods which flowed down from the bodiless head, he licked his lips, savouring the taste.
" Quite sweet huh? " He asked himself.
He turned his gaze, staring at the soldiers he had speared to the ground, all feasted by the vultures, he snapped his fingers, twisting the atmosphere with his intense pressure, taking the form of a soldier.
His eyes glowed brightly.
He shape shifted himself into the last soldier he killed, a chuckle escaped his lips, he stood stacked naked, approaching a soldier when he took off a soldier's uniform, putting it on, a smirk escaped his lips.
" I could hunt down the last Bloodnight using the old fashion way, killing everything until he comes out of his hiding, but I'll be the one doing the hunting, It will be more fun killing him " He stated.
He impaled himself with a spear, he stayed on the ground, acting like he's struggling to breath, a few minutes later, a rescue team came to check if there were any survivors.
" Check for any survivors, leave the corpses.....they are contaminated by the unknown power " a voice commanded, all the rescue soldiers had their faces covered with gas masks, all equipped with their rifles.
Searching through the heaps of corpses.
They searched for nearly an hour, almost given up, they turned back to leave, approaching the airplane they came in, seeing that they were leaving, he decided to bring their attention towards him.
Coughing out bloods from his mouth while struggling to breath, noticing one of the soldiers still breaths, they quickly came rushing, helping him to his feets as they rushed him into the plane, swiftly taking off.
He was taken to a command center to be treated.
[Meanwhile]
Clang!
The seals of his confinement cell opened up, Riley opened his eyes to see two Slavers standing before him, they tossed him a clean prison wear, ordering him to take off his dirty clothes in front of them.
He had as commanded, he undressed himself and wore the new clothes, he was ushered out of the cell with a whip, mocked and ridiculed by the Slavers, Riley was freed from the G-Zone, leaving the area.
He felt the powers of his Talents returning back to him, a sigh escaped his lips.
On his way out of the G-Zone area, he met a soldier who waited for him, a Slaver as well but he is higher in ranks, from his badge, one could tell he is a special type of Slaver in terms of ranks.
" You look healthy huh? you should have been left to rot in there for years to come, but lucky for you, you have received your first deployment, in a few days.....you will be hunting down this thing " the Slaver uttered.
Showing a picture to Riley.
Riley stared at the picture to a goth looking figure, although it was faint but the struggle paid off, a blurred image of him was recorded, this will be used to identify him.
" Who is him and must be be killed? " Riley asked.
" For now, nothing is known about him, he simply spawned into our world during a gate break and started a massacre, the government wants him to be secretly purged so we will be partnering with two agencies "
" Which means you are not alone on this " the Slaver stated.
" May I know the survival rate of this mission? " Riley asked.
" Zero, the survival rate is zero.....you will be dying kid but atleast you won't be dying a worthless death, you will be dying for your country, if you want to die.....take that bastard with you by all means "
" That's the orders of the Commander himself...I'll leave you to prepare yourself child, have your grave dugged, I doubt there will even be a few pieces of you left to be buried "