'fuckfuckfuckfuck'', Michael Nightingale curses under his breath as he runs through the city at top speed.
Dusk has been the hardest part of the day since demons set foot on earth. Nowadays, one would often say things like ''only fools go out at night'' and everyone else would find themselves compelled to agree... everyone else but Michael.
Night had become his veil. Even when only natural illumination was left, thanks to his astonishing constitution, everything could be seen as clear as day and his flawless movement skills only made things smoother.
All was fine, it hasn't been long since Michael had stepped on the path of a true expert in this new world. He had finally left that hateful village and besides that, he truly considered things to have started changing for the better... except...
''I fucked up'', Michael says as he gasps heavily.
*DING*
*Effects of mental supression: All stats diminished by 100%, due to the level gap, an additional 20% is conferred.*
*Due to Iron Will, supression effect is lessened by 30%*
WHOTHEFUCKCARESITSSTILL90%AREYOUFUCKINSHITTINGME?, Michael thought. (AN: yes, i wrote it together for dramatization effects. it's not misswritten.)
''Just a little bit more...'' Michael's red eyes display a hint of concern.
''Don't let me down, legs.''
The scenary around Michael could only be described as ''apocalyptic''. With the current technology, not even an 8,0 richter scale earthquake was supposed to damage buildings as much as this and yet, here they were, collapsed across the streets like chopped trees as cars pilled up like mini mountains and hydrants surprisingly could still spurt water.
A putried smell permeated the air as human limbs and viscera could be found tossed around every corner like trash.
''A beautiful city reduced to a shithole...''
*sigh*
Despite being in a dire situation, Michael could only mourn silently at this view.
Growls that could 'scare someone shitless' were supposed to be a common occurence during this time of the night but everything was uncanningly silent at the moment..
But again... everything except...
*SFX FOR BEAST ROAR*
A huge creature could be seen in the distance, running after Michael. It was 5 meters tall and had 2 heads with one eye on each. It's body was fairly muscular with blue toned skin. The left head was bleeding as a big hole could be seen where the left eye was supposed to be.
[Twin-Headed Ogre Mage. Lv 41]
*swish*
*BOOM*
A car was thrown like a fast ball as it crashed on a collapsed building a few meters ahead of Michael.
''This should be the 5th one ?'' Michael said as he tumbled out of the way and dashed into a narrow alley.
''And it's was a bentley this time...'' Michael muttered, crying on the inside.
''ARE YOU THROWING ME A FERRARI ANYTIME SOON, FUCKER!?''
*BOOM*
Another car crashed, this time it was almost shaped into T block due to the collison with the alley's entrance.
Michael's left eye twitched as he looked back at the contorted car.
''Fuckin demons'' He said, shifting his attention to the front.
''Just a little bit more until I get out of his range...'' He said while running. His dark robes were soaked in sweat, making it feel heavier than it really is. He had been running for some time now, the only thing that kept him going was the adrenaline pumping through his veins.
The creature bellowed loudly as it finally stopped chasing, ''DAMN YOU!!!''
''YOU INSECT!''
''I PROMESS I'LL TEAR YOU APART LIMB-BY-LIMB... GRIND YOUR BONES INTO PASTE AND FEED YOU TO THE HELLHOUNDS!!''
''Cute..'', Michael mutters ironically.
The ogre was clearly agile enough to catch up to Michael but it's big body made it difficult to maneuver amidst so many obstacles. It had crashed and destroyed a few buildings and cars along the way which only made it easier for Michael to sneak off of his sight.
A wise use of the terrain, indeed.
''yi shild clin di city, michel''
''wut if ther ar still suvivos'' Michael ridiculed Maria's words, imitating a girly voice.
''Lady, if there are still any survivors around, i will personally handle them the hide and seek champion medal'' Michael said, clearly unpleased.
''R-rude!'' said a woman's voice in Michael's head. It was obviously Maria, contacting him through telepathy.
''What are you?! A child !?'' she spoke.
''Stay out of my head or i'm shutting you down.'' Michael rolled his eyes at her comment.
''Humph'' She replied then settled down.
After some time running, Michael looked back at the alley with a complicated gaze.
*sigh*
''It's been three months now, hasn't it ?''
''fuckin gods''
''Fuck my big and stupid mouth'' He kept mumbling under his breath like an old man.
*Effects of mental supression disabled*
''There it is!'', said Michael as he smacked his lips, delighted.
*swosh*
His figure then vanished in the night like a ghost.