In The Night We Come Alive

-This is a.....fucking hellhole-  was the one thought running through his head Gyun coughed as he tossed the dead bodies off of him, he climbed to the top of the pile of dead bodies, sticking his sword into the abdomen of a man who was still wheezing with life. He leaned heavily on the hilt of his sword as he panted harshly, he used his sleeve to wipe the blood out of his eyes. His clothes were shredded, and he was bleeding profusely from dozens of shallow cuts all over his body, his eyes were bloodshot from exertion. With his other hand, he crouched down, reaching under a dead body he pulled something out of the abdomen of another dead man beneath him. Holding it up to his face, it was a silver mask coated in blood with beautiful engravings decorated to look like a demon. Pressing it to his face, he held it in place by circulating the qi at a certain frequency to keep the mask attached to his face. Looking across the battlefield, stood his last remaining enemies picking his sword up he took a step forward. ------- ------- Author's Note, This will essentially be the same novel as We Die Young, but since I missed the submission date for the Webnovel 2023 Spirity awards by less than 2 weeks earlier, I will put this novel, which is the same as the other. Some minor details will be different. Wish me luck boys, (And girls, and everyone else) ;)