I open my eyes to see 2 maids poking my body with their fingers.
They are looking quite curious, have they never seen a man before?
I lift myself and take a look at my body, my sudden movement scares them and they back away a little.
Hmm, my soul is still heavily damaged but I now consider myself 'normal' in terms of talent and appearance.
I look at them and ask for some clothes since I am completely naked.
They smile at each other a bit and one of them goes to bring some clothes.
-Excuse me but can you tell me how you got into the men's bathroom at the academy?
-Me? I walked here.
-Oh, are visiting someone here?
-No, I AM studying here.
She looked at me, up and down, and shook her head.
-I have been head maid here for 10 years and I haven't seen you here.
It looks like she doesn't recognize my voice.
I lift my hand a blue flames form a mask, I put it on my face and ask
-Now?
-You are!
-Yes Miss
I bow my head and present myself.
-My name is Kizu.
...
Despair takes a lot of forms, some say that life cannot be lived without knowing hardship.
But there cannot be life without death.
That's what this girl understands all too well.
After the miraculous invention that could strengthen humans and raise their talents with one tier was invented humanity has advanced one step further.
However, the following news came like a hammer on an anvil.
Loud and painfully fast.
The potion was only effective on females.
Only 1% of men who took the potion survived, and those who did go into a deep sleep.
As for the women, 99% who took it enjoyed the benefits with no drawbacks.
Unfortunately for the women, since the demons started attacking again they were drafted onto the battlefield.
Who would want to die?
No one, but if they didn't fight then they would surely be enslaved or killed.
So, for the sake of their mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, lovers, and friends they set their courage and packed bags to go to war.
A war that would take lives like a gardener takes seeds.
In the barracks, people would train day and night.
No one had time to lose when the demons could be demolishing their doors the next second.
Men and women fought each other and polished their fighting skills to the peak every day.
After a year of continuous and strenuous training, the moment finally came.
A small demon army consisting of 100 000 demons was marching toward a neighboring city.
A 100 000 was no small number but the fact that there could be an infinite number of demons in their dimension scared most from imagining further.
The soldiers were done and ready to march.
A woman at the gates looked at the army and shouted
-Are you ready to march and defend your people?
-YES CAPTAIN!!
-Let's go!
...
The teachers looked at me with wide eyes and started questioning me about how I got healed.
I expected that so I already have an excuse.
I lifted my hand and showed them my palm, on it, there could be seen tattooed a strange symbol.
The symbol of a deity.
All of them remained still and couldn't move for a while.
This matter was beyond them, a person with such a tattoo was special.
The mark represented the authority of a deity, such a thing showed the importance of the higher being placed upon a servant of theirs.
They looked at each other and agreed upon one thing, such a thing should be kept confidential, and the ones who know of this information would be kept under surveillance.
As the professors were discussing the man was looking at them with a small smile forming on his face
...
"This should be a good target practice"
Thought Zotal as he looked at the commander.
She was a beautiful woman, yes, but she was not his taste.
He liked women that were more...petite.
-So many cuts and bruises, she is even missing an arm, tsk tsk...
That's not what I like at all.
He put an arrow on the azure bow and aimed straight at the woman, pulled the arrow back, and shot it.
With a speed faster than that of a bullet, the arrow went straight through her head and continued to decimate flesh as if a meat grinder was turned on.
When the arrow hit the ground a small explosion occurred that turned everyone in its radius into snowflakes.
With that attack alone,30 % of the army was wiped out.
Out of 200 000 people, only 140 000 were left.
1 soldier can take on 10 demons by himself but 1 man turned 60 000 to dust instantly.
Almost instantly everyone put energy into the shield array and prepared for a long-range confrontation.
They looked all around and searched for their enemy but couldn't find anyone or anything that was looking suspicious.
Until..., a man was leisurely walking towards them, his pace neither fast nor slow.
-I wonder if there are some "smaller-sized" women in this pack or I will have to go home disappointed?
When the soldiers heard him their brows furred and almost couldn't contain themselves from running and beating that man to death.
His mouth formed a smile seeing their reactions.
He got quite a sadistic pleasure from seeing others get angry, hurt, or even die.
His old society would be disgusted, some would even beat him to death if they found out about his sinister thinking.
But here, here no one can do anything but beg for mercy.
With these thoughts, he launched himself straight toward the array.
One punch was enough to shatter the whole shield and what followed could only be described as gruesome.
He picked a woman by the throat and started gutting her while fire started burning all around.
His smile never left as he continuously killed and butchered people.
The sight was out of a dark magic book describing what hell looks like.
...
In the magic kingdom, inside the mighty tower, the mage could see everything that was happening on the battlefield.
She calmly looked at the slaughter and analyzed if the person was truly the chosen one.
Knowing that killing him would be hard and trying to do so would endanger her life and her kingdoms.
Maybe he had some sort of restraining tool on him that could paralyze her for a short amount of time.
Such weakness was enough for her to be disabled or even killed if not careful.
Life was extremely delicate, and knowing that better than anyone she could not assume any risks, at least not yet.
She still has to