I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

“Cry?” I moved my hand and weirdly enough, two lines of tears were flooding my face. I didn’t even feel that, but it seemed when I felt hope, when I heard what Sith said, I released everything I held inside.

Tears? I was crying? That was the first time ever! I wiped these tears with my hand, looked up at the growing number of scary creatures while they were starting to move towards all the forces here.

Everyone, all the races without exception were on the ground motionless with grave looks over their faces. I didn’t need to use my hawk eye skill to see their desperate ashen white faces.

I was just like them moments ago! “Are you sure it will work?”

[Our universe wasn’t created yesterday kid, we were fighting this war for thousands of years ago. We faced such situations before, or how come the lost worlds, the dark realm worlds, were created in your opinion?]

“This…” just hearing what he said made me feel more hope. I clenched both fists before relaxing again.

“Tell me it will work and I swear I won’t even rest for a second to catch my breaths,” I said, in a tone that wasn’t loud or strong, nor weak nor shaky… It seemed like I lost all the feelings any living being in this universe would have.

Only one thought flashed in my mind, kept flashing and thundering inside without any rival… Live! I had to live, no matter what I won’t die here!

[Just release your technique, use these stars as weapons in one arm of yours, and direct their missiles using your threads]

“Ok,” I didn’t get exactly what he wanted me to do here but at least I knew I had to use my technique and release my threads in two directions.

[Ah kid, also your cultivation has links with that universe as you must be aware of this by now…]

He paused, letting me ask while drawing the circle fast with my blood, “and? I heard my power comes from some shadow faction out there.”

[Aside from these details, I want to notify you about this chance. After all these creatures all came from the same universe your cultivation originated from. Also your class is part of this as well… So, you know, try your best and do something miraculous here]

“I… Got it,” I certainly didn’t get anything from all this weird sh*t he kept talking about. Anyway, if I got any chance to use these creatures, then I’d not let such chances go away.

But I had only one technique for now, and that depended only on controlling the shadows of my enemies and forcing them to fight for me.

Just during the past minutes, most of my controlled exiles were killed. They got attacked first by those creatures, making me believe their hegemony placed killing them as a priority.

Should I try to control these behemoths? But looking at them and their scary silent shockwave attacks made me refrain from thinking about this.

That wouldn’t work! My threads wouldn’t even get close to them. I sighed, this was way beyond my level at this moment.

I just wanted to live, that was all I hoped for at this moment. I didn’t want anything else if I could escape here unscathed. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​

“It’s ready,” I sucked in a deep cold air of breath when my circle was done and my technique was this close from activation.

I only needed to place my bleeding left fist into the heart of my circle. I looked around, looked at the deadly massacre happening miles up front of me.

Just the last wave of attacks pushed my chariot a few miles away from the place of my shield zone.

I looked up at those red sparkling stars at the depths of the sky. Would they be the ones to save my neck here? A weapon of mass destruction that many times tried to take away my life was now the only thread linking my hopes to survival.

Sigh! Life… in the apocalypse was really complicated.

“Let’s do it,” I took another deep breath before summing up all the anger, frustration, helplessness, and powerlessness I felt all this time and released them all in one loud roar.

“Go up to them!” I shouted while controlling my threads with all my might to ascend upwards.

I knew this was futile. Trying to let my threads escape the sky… That was simply hilarious.

The distance between the ground and the sky was at least tens of miles. Not to mention the presence of that sturdy doom, that wouldn’t let a rocket even pass through.

But the moment my threads flew high towards the sky, I felt something weird.

It was like gentle hands were trying to seek for anything to touch. And the moment my threads just rose a few tens of metres in the air, these mysterious hands started to react and bind to my threads.

They… were like shaking my threads. I didn’t know what was going on but just when that happened, I felt like my threads got a sudden boost and linked to a grander network.

This… this thing was really massive and looking endless to me.

But anyway I felt these things were trying to guide my threads somewhere. The words of Sith echoed in my mind at this moment.

[Just follow them. And remember, you aren’t fighting here for yourself or your people, you are fighting on behalf of the entire universe. And our universe isn’t that weak or a pushover]

His words encouraged me to let my control loose over the threads. Just like thunder, my threads kept travelling through weird places and crossing massive distances in each second.

At the same time, I saw the creatures starting to show a new type of attack. They raised their bodies, depended upon four of their legs before slamming the rest deep into the ground.

*Rumble!*

The ground shook, and with it a massive shockwave was generated and spread through the ground.