Alaric grimly stroked his grasshopper. He knew the end of humanity was near. Earth had been destroyed, and only one Mars camp remained. The only peaceful area humans had left was the H.U.N.T.S.S. (Human, Ursidian, Nebulon, Terrax Space Station). Yet, who knew when an antimatter bomb would be hurled at this fragile little ship? It couldn't even stay true to its name. The H.U.N.T. allies had long been fractured. The Ursidians and Nebulons had chosen to betray them as soon as the Chaos Pirates showed the slightest sign of aggression. All that was left were the Terrax and humans. They fought valiantly for their home, but it was futile.
Alaric sighed, gazing into the vast emptiness of space and the dotted cosmos. Suddenly, a pitch-black object caught his eye. It was moving rapidly.
"This can't be a black hole!" thought Alaric in panic. "GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!" he yelled. "It's an antimatter bomb!" Alaric sighed. The last hope for humanity, gone. He slumped into his chair and picked up his grasshopper. "Well, old friend, we've been through many adventures, and, well, this is going to be our la-" BAM!
Floating in an empty void were the remains of a space station.
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The blinding sun shone on Alaric's face. He flipped over to shield his eyes from the sun. Suddenly... he stood up straight. He looked around. Grass... Sun... Trees. A million questions arose in Alaric's mind. "Wasn't I dead? Wasn't Earth destroyed?" Suddenly, he noticed the emptiness on his right shoulder. The grasshopper was gone. Alaric stared. Suddenly, a huge stream of rage erupted through him. "Chaos Pirates... very well... I WILL GET YOU, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!"
Ding! The insect revolution system has now been activated.
Alaric blinked. He blinked madly. In front of him was a blue, hollagram like screen. System. He though. "Does that mean I rebirth, and this is the past?" He was filled with hope. A cold, disheartening voice shattered all of that hope. "No. I just reincarnated you, time and universe hasn't changed. Alaric fell to the ground. He fell hopeless. The world was just playing with him. It was over an hour before he bothered to check the hologram screen. But once he did, a feeling called hope once again filled him. Because, things were about to change.
Alaric
Level: 7
EXP: 23/100
Strength: 52
Mana: 0/0
Mental power: 19/19
Potential: Mythical
Inventory:
Grasshopper:
Level 12
EXP: 56/300
Strength: 42
Mana: 0/0
Mental power: 3/3
Potential: Ě̵̛̝͌̾̏̈́̔͆̾͆̎R̵̡̧̛̙̝̠͇̈́̈́̽̀̀̎̀̈́̉͝Ř̴̪̩͚͓̳̫͖͓͔͓̺̮̌̾͊̋͋̈̇̕̚Ơ̸͍̦̳͉͋̆͐̈̍͊͌̈́͂R̵̛̮̫͖̟̫̼͓̼̮͚̂̽̍̈́̏̈́͛̔̓̓̓̕
[Evolve] [Level up]
Starter pack
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Alaric smiled. This time, this time, Chaos pirates will pay!