In the heart of a once-thriving city Akshaka is now reduced to a desolate wasteland filled with corpses of monsters, a solitary figure stands against the army of monsters whose numbers are difficult to count maybe thousands? Millions? Ver, the last beacon of hope as well as the last survivor in a world overrun by monsters, embodies the very essence of a dying legend. His armor, scarred, torn, dented, and bloodied from numerous battles, bears silent witness to his heroic or rather last final struggle.
The city, once a symbol of human achievement which Ver's family has developed and ruled, now lies in shattered ruins, its streets littered with the grotesque remains of the countless monsters that surged against him. The air is thick with the acrid scent of smoke and blood. Ver's sword, a weapon of destruction and hope, is worn to the point of breaking, its blade dulled by relentless combat. His body, a tapestry of bruises and wounds, shows the toll of an epic struggle that has stretched the very limits of human endurance.
As he leans with the support of his sword amidst the wreckage, barely clinging to life, Ver's unwavering spirit stands in stark contrast to the surrounding chaos. The city may be lost, and the world may be on the brink of destruction, but his resolve remains unshaken. With every breath labored and every heartbeat a testament to his willpower, Ver's final stand against the forces of the monster's army is a brave and lonely story.
While Ver was resting due to his mana resource being completely depleted, mentally, and physically exhausted bearly clinging to his consciousness. He could sense a few monsters running towards him at full speed happy to take his life as he seemed to be easy prey for the monsters due to his condition. All he did was a simple slash towards the running monster but the result was anything was simple, all the wreckage and the monsters in the direction of the slash were simply cut in half.
But Ver seemed not particularly happy or satisfied with the result. As he lost everything literally everything that he held dear after that incident which happened 5 years ago, he became a simple killing machine who wanted nothing but the blood of the monsters who were the reason behind that incident.
After the slash that cleaved everything into two the sword in ver's hand cracked and turned into dust and now all that's remaining is Ver and a bladeless sword handle in his hand facing against a monster army.
Ver throws the handle at the face of a monster causing its face to explode and then prepares to face the army alone bare-handed. He fought and fought and fought with his bare hands, any weapon he found during the fight, he head-butted a few monsters. Ver's whole body was covered in wounds and he was covered in blood both monsters and his.
After a long struggle, Ver was the only being alive in the whole area.
[Legendary achievement]
[Defeat all monsters who invaded Earth]
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'Achievement huh, what's the use of it now? I can finally die in peace now that it is all over'
Just when Ver thought it was all over. He saw a portal opening, more like space was being torn apart by the hands of some being. Red-colored hands were tearing apart space and when the tear in space was large enough for a person to pass through he could see a 2-meter-tall red-skinned androgynous-looking figure with 2 horns on the forehead and crimson red eyes passing through the torn open space.
That being took a deep breath "This place smells like shit, as excepted of a low-level dimension".
Ver didn't know what he should do with the current situation and was staring blankly, as he saw something impossible happening in front of his eyes. 'It tore apart space like it was some paper what the actual fu*k'.
'It' finally turned its head to Ver and spoke "So you are the one who killed all of my army members who were sent to this world huh"