Slowly I opened my eyes, but I discovered that I was back in front of the stone mural, at least it meant that I had not died...
This time the stone mural was different, blood stains could be seen in some parts of the mural, crimson stars sparkled from time to time in the darkness, but the most important change is that the blood on the mural formed characters, when I rushed to read them, they were reorganized on the floor, forming a small text.
"The Berserker only knows the way of blood, the rest is insignificant.
Survive the curse to become a true Berserker.
Fate is in your hands. "
The stone wall was being corroded by blood, in the end, there were only these words written in blood. I could do nothing, but as time went by the bloody verses began to shine brighter and brighter, the stars were more dazzling, a crimson world was being born removing the darkness from the surroundings.
When the brightness reached its peak, I felt my body again. But I was on a battlefield, blood flowed through the meadow, as gray clouds rose, some siege machines could be seen from afar, they were all human.
"Show that you are worthy to be a Berserker, honor your name on the battlefield, life or death in your hands". A voice sounded in his soul.
Before I could ask myself what was happening, a man with an ax was carrying towards me, wielding my spear, I threw several cuts in quick succession that ended his impulse, but when I went to execute my Qi, I could not, the Qi Origin had ceased to exist in my body, I could only feel the murderous intent that I always used, the crimson light filled my whole body replacing the Qi Origin.
With a cut, the chest of the man with the ax was torn, but the blood did not drip, instead, it flowed towards me, it was filling me with strength, in addition to increasing my thirst for blood and desire to fight. I couldn't hold him any longer, so I kept fighting, abandoning all precaution while charging against the enemy lines.
One man after another, I didn't stop, each cut harvested a life, the blood kept flowing, the army was huge, so the battle didn't stop, I was reaping lives with a smile, I knew that if I died here I would never see Rin or my family again, so I did everything possible to get out alive, and the only option was to forge a path of survival through the blood.
Screams and metal chokes were heard melodically creating a rhythm that made your heart beat wildly, people did not stop dying, the essence of war, as cruel as life itself.
I don't know how many people I've killed already, nobody comes within a 5-meter radius, it seems that my murderous intention is too strong, but I have to win this damn war, I can't give up and waste my second life in this way...
And the days passed on this battlefield, the corpses piled up and it was difficult to move on the battlefield, we were suppressing the other side, I knew I was piercing their formation like a knife through butter and if I could get them to break lines this war would be over.
Forcing me to think about the victory, to see Rin again and my family continued forward, I was suicidal charging towards the troops, but I had absorbed the blood of many people, the Qi had been replaced by blood swirls in my acupuncture points, this battle had no end, there was always someone behind to fill the gap left by the people who died.
When trying to penetrate the formation I received numerous wounds, because I faced several enemies at the same time, two hands cannot fight against eight or more, but the blood healed my wounds, I always looked for a mutual blow, since for me they were not fatal.
This is the fate of the Berserker, an infinite fight, the blood will never stop flowing as long as there is a living Berserker. But why am I here? I can only think of the curse that the blood verses name, I have to survive to have a chance to see Rin and my family again...
And so time went by, the corpses piled up, but in turn, our army was pushing theirs creating space to fight. Little by little a landscape full of blood, corpses everywhere, bloody weapons, horses breathing their last breath, was replacing nature, the prairie no longer had a blade of green, everything had been replaced by the consequences of war, the vultures were already flying over the sea of corpses. So time passed, I couldn't feel tired so I didn't know how much time really passed.
I don't even know how many I have killed, more than 1000 maybe, I don't even know where they come from, not even if they are real, the blood is filling my acupuncture points, if I follow this rhythm I will fill all the acupuncture points with blood... Will I no longer be able to cultivate Qi Origin? Is this the way of the Berserker?
And between questions, reflections, and battle, the outcome was approaching, how long had this war lasted? I couldn't even imagine it, I only had one thing in my head to see my family again, which had given me so much affection, and of course, my future wife, yes, I was thinking of seeing a wolf again while fighting to the death, ironic, but I will never be able to forget the image of Rin with the sunset in the background, perhaps it is love at first sight or the seal of the soul, but I want to see her smile more than ever....
Finally, the rows of opposing armies are breaking, I can smell the fear...
I have lost count of how many times they have pierced my chest, of the cuts I have received, even almost amputated my arms several times, this is the best place to forge your battle instinct I'm sure now, I could kill the 10 assassins without problems this time ...
When the battle was over, I couldn't help but kneel, I filled all the acupuncture points with blood, and I had strengthened almost all my bones, I didn't know what stage I was in, but I had absorbed so much blood, it was hard to imagine...
The sky opened slowly, for the first time in so long the sun shone again, but at the same time my body was withering, it seems that the battle was the only thing that kept me alive, my body was losing strength, until falling on the ground forming part of the field of cadavers, at least this time I had died in a dignified way taking as many souls as I could...
My sight darkened again, I saw again the verses written in blood, this time they didn't shine, they were totally pale, I couldn't get out of here no matter how much I thought about going back to my body or getting out of my soul. I tried to be positive even though I was in big trouble, at least I wasn't dead, or so it seemed.
And time passed, I did not know how long I had spent here but with the passage of time, the verses written in blood were gaining more strength, at this time I guessed something about the verses.
First, that every time the verses written in blood were illuminated to the maximum I would go to the battlefield, but I could not confirm it until it happened again, so it was only a hypothesis at this time.
Second, my Qi had disappeared forever, I was unable to feel it.
Third, The curse of the Berserker must be that Warfield, and I have to meet some condition or survive until the end of the war, is still a hypothesis. Perhaps the curse is losing the ability to feel Qi, I am full of doubts...
It did not take long to find out, this time I did not appear in a meadow. The city where I appeared was not too big, it could easily accommodate 1000 people, I appeared in one of the gates of the wall, it seems that I had to defend until the reinforcements arrived, or simply defend.
This time my enemies were not simple humans, but strange creatures, their shapes varied and they were covered in darkness, one could see sharp bones coming out of some parts of their body.
People ran through the city quickly, everyone was scared, meanwhile at the gate soldiers carried boulders to throw them from the wall, boiling oil, and some archers could also be observed. The technology wasn't too good, because there wasn't even a ballista.
This time without wasting time I went back to the battle, but something changed, the pain was real, I felt sadness every time one of my companions died, the strange enemies could easily defend with their bodies the steel weapons, so they had a great superiority. In the end, there were only 20 people left, the rest had already been devoured.
This war could not be won, but because these beasts were massacring humans, they must be demons who want to harvest life energy, I can only think of that option because those who managed to escape the blockade at the door ran to the residential districts while killing all living beings in their path.
The rage began to emerge from my body, I could not allow innocent people to be killed they were not to blame, each person has their role in society.
There are many reasons to kill, there won't always be justice, but to see my race die was something I couldn't stand, throwing all the caution into the wind I couldn't let any of these demons cross the defensive line, at least until I was dead.
My only goal was to eliminate one more demon, to save a few lives. The rest didn't matter, the pain is fleeting, my life is fleeting, but the honor of saving someone is eternal.
At this moment I heard my heart beating again.