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A Typical Regressor Story

Jeyem_S
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Chapter 1 - Prologue

"It's probably the...end."

I solemnly muttered as I gazed at the countless ferocious monsters looking at us, with their vicious stares as if they can't wait to tear up and kill us all mercilessly through the sheer wraith shown in their disgusting faces.

And these bone-chilling monstrosities are known as Chaos Corpses, these things are rotting flesh of a corpse coupled with detached dark muscles and skeleton of the body. Their dark red blood dripping from their bone marrow gives these disgusting things the ability to instantly kill people if they manage to wound you with their blood due to its prolonged exposure to chaos energy.

While some are similar to a black jelly-like goo substance that ate people up inside of its own body, melting these pitiful people who got caught by this creature all throughout until nothing left to them aside from ashes.

And lastly, these deadly tentacles that will immediately kill you as it absorbs all the energy inside your body including your life force if they manage to get a hold of your frail self, it will be your death sentence.

However, there's something that I don't know the name of. It's a shadow-like entity that even I, one of the most known historians in the universe didn't know anything about this new monster.

As I reminisce about the things that these monsters can do aside from that unknown one, I calmed down looking at these horrible creatures, I took my deepest breath thinking that this battle... may be my last in this shitty world.

"Shit, there's so many of them."

A tired yet, passionate voice sounded in the place we stayed in as I looked over to the place where that one familiar voice resided.

I gazed at the man known as The Savior of Humanity or The Hero that possessed the power to extinguish evil forces and chaos monsters with his shining armor, Archilles, engraved with the highest possible defense power in this universe.

The sword known as the Excalibur, which is known as the strongest sword in this world, enchanted with indestructibility and the power to cut everything.

However, even him knows that this might be our last battle, due to the tense expression in his face and the way he gripped his sword looking at the sheer size of the monsters that we have to fight on.

It's endless, as I estimated it to be like around hundreds of millions of these grotesque monsters who want to devour us all.

And just the ten of us holding this place down as the last members of the Unified Races and this universe.

This place we hold on to is known before as the Last Bastion of Universe, where humans and many races resided and fought these monsters with all they got; to protect their races, their own history, to not be forgotten and lastly, to protect our universe which we resided in.

It's really a beautiful thing that these races, with their many differences-- set aside those things, and fought with their own life, for this universe.

But despite all of those race unification, we're the only last ten to survive in this universe.

And seeing our countless enemies, I know myself that it's probably the time that I will probably die in this universe.

Observing my tense expression, Jessica of the High Elves with her beautiful sad smile said to me, "It's probably our death right?"

"But we will not give up just like that to be killed like defenseless cattle, and we should fight until our last breath, okay?",She smiles gracefully but knowing her, I know that she's probably scared shitless at the fact that we will probably die in this fight.

But suddenly...

"Skritttttchhhhhh"

"Grrrrrrrrrrr"

"Woooooarrrrr"

I heard these loud shrieking noises coming from these vicious monsters, as despair engulfs me knowing that the monsters will now start attacking us with their endless horde.

And as I gripped my beloved spear, Longinus, named after the divine spear known as Spear of Destiny.

I prepared myself in the impending fight that dictates the future of this universe and probably, my last fight in this reality.

Holding my spear, I looked again at the countless monsters, despite the initial panic in myself. I calmed myself down as panicking in this deadly situation will immediately dictate my death.

And I swing it at the first monster that came near me, disgusting blood splattered in my body and face knowing that this really is the start of this life-and death battle.

The fight was full all-out now, and the monsters attacked us with all their might and sheer size in all directions.

However, our formation right now keeps us safe-- from these unendurable attacks for the meantime.

We are composed of a group; three vanguards in front of which the role is to protect the formation from all the monsters infront including the Hero, which are in the middle of these strong vanguards who will protect us.

My position is in the rear of the group and my role is to protect the damage dealers and healer, I know that I'm not the tankiest but my speed is highly respectable even in this group of people with the addition of one more teammate within my side and the other two on the other side.

And I fought really hard like my life is dependent on it because death will be guaranteed if just one of us crumbled in this situation.

I stabbed through this jelly-like goo splattering them in pieces, slashed at these vicious skeletons while avoiding their rotten flesh and black blood while dodging these tentacles that sucked your life energy if they managed to hold you by.

I fought really hard in this despairing situation, as I suddenly noticed myself slowing down for a few moments as I accumulated enough damage over time, leaving my body like a mess with many deep wounds on it like a bloody pulp.

But I used my mana to protect myself from the attack of these monsters, as mana can protect you temporary from the effects of their attacks.

And through sheer determination, I continued to swing my spear at the appearing enemies that comes near me, as a rearguard of our group who protect the damage dealers and healer from these monsters.

However, I noticed something going wrong through our hours and hours of fighting especially in the front lines, as I looked over at the big gaping wound that appeared in the side of one of the vanguards known as The Mightest Shield by the dwarfs afflicted by some that shadow-like monster that I've seen earlier.

And, he suddenly faltered, gasping at the huge wound he received from the powerful monster as the two other vanguards tried to cover for him.

This unfortunate event resulted in the breakage of our formation.

As I realized a much more heavy load of enemies that I have to deal with.

I swung, stabbed, deflected and attacked my enemies with my sheer determination and will as I continued to fight with everything I had even if I had many wounds in my body.

Like a madman, I fought these countless hordes of enemies with the small hope that, maybe, I will survive this.

Swinging my spear a million times, stabbing these shitty things ten million times, deflecting their attack a hundred million times, and surviving yet again, a countless times.

As I saw my team dying one by one, even the Hero who was once proclaimed as The Strongest in the Universe faltered at the sheer amount of enemies he had to deal with, including his deep wounds and injuries.

Jessica, our healer, died in the battle, as she was stabbed by multiple tentacles in all parts of her body leading to a gloomy husk in her place.

Eventually, through countless swings of my spear and bloody spectacle of myself, I managed to kill most of these monstrosities excluding that one shadowy figure that I saw earlier.

But suddenly, I heard a giggle infront of me as I looked over where that sound came from.

"You're a tough one, huh?"

As I looked over, I noticed a shadowy figure looking at me holding something bloody in his hand with a wide smirk in his face.

"It's the heart of that person."

As he pointed out the man with a shiny armor, then smiled again looking at me as if he was amused in my expression.

And when I gazed at the Hero, I was shocked at the grievous sight of him.

He was dead, his heart was taken and many of his limbs have been cut with deep injuries that almost made me see his bones.

And all my friends are dead too.

"Tinggggg Tinggggghhh!"

"Emergency! Emergency!"

Then suddenly, I noticed that the time was kind of slowing down right now as I looked at this monstrosity.