Blood splattered in every direction as the massive head burst like a pumpkin under immense pressure.
It's finally over.
My shoulders sagged, the tension draining from my body as a wave of relief washed over me. But it wasn't just relief—I felt good. This feeling of surviving a deathly battle was intoxicating, like a drug I couldn't resist. I craved more.
Something deep inside told me there would be even bloodier, deadlier fights in my future. And I welcomed it. The thrill of dominating my enemies, cutting them down with a single slash of my scythe—it was the best feeling in the world.
Haaah... Kim Ha-Joon, just you wait.
As I stood amidst the aftermath, a series of notifications rang out in my mind, marking my progress:
[Congratulations! You have acquired a new achievement!]
[Merciless]
[2 skill points have been granted]
