Who you are (1)

After the noisy crowd finally had died down they all stared at me awaiting my next words. After I had pumped them up and gave them a goal, it was time for them to receive a dose of reality. Euphoria can only get these guys that far.

"Killing those bastards and giving them what we deserve is something you all want to do. But the way you are now, it is impossible.

I mean their targets are killing machines wielding magic and they, on the other hand, are just normal human beings. If they want to win the way they are now they will need more than a miracle.

But their miracle is standing right in front of them and I will show them the light. Dang, I already sound like one of those preachers. You were supposed to destroy the Church, not join them, Bring balance to this world not leave it with preachers.

" Those bastards are strong enough to kill every single one of them on their own and they are surrounded by a lot more people who are just as strong as you now at the minimum and they are currently getting stronger by the minutes. So how do you think you can accomplish your goals?"

I am not here to damper expectations but I need them to understand their role. They will not magically be able to singlehandedly kill a player without any preparations. What I want from them is to do whatever it takes to kill them. If one sacrifice is not enough, then a second one will do the same without any hesitation.

Get the results by any means necessary.

" How do you guys plan to overcome that? Tell me, how does a worthless bunch like you plan to even hurt someone of their calibre? Are you guys that delusional?"

" You do not even realize how big the gap is. in their eyes, you are nothing more than rowdy kids still drinking their mother's milk. So how many children are needed to pose a threat to an adult?

I walked up to the closest NPC who held his head down in shame after hearing my words and punched him into the stomach causing him to lie on the ground whimpering in pain. He was clutching his stomach and his breathing became ragged.

" But in my eyes, you are not children. You are less than that. You are scum, scum has no right to dream."

I walked around and gave every single one of them a punch to the gut and watched them curling on the ground in pain.

" Scum is what you are in my eyes. But that does not mean, that you have to remain scum. I will turn you from worthless scum to children.

" Embrace the pain you feel, it means you are still alive. Being alive means being able to do."

" But right in front of my eyes, there is neither scum nor children. All I see is corpses. The carcasses of those who have given up and let others dictate their fate. Do you guys still wonder why you were left behind? No spine, no backbone, no will to live. You are better of dead, then living this excuse you call life. "

They were still not moving even after I had insulted them so harshly. Seems like I will have to motivate them directly. Being a drill sergeant is a lot more fun than I had expected it to be.

" Are you guys dead? Being alive means standing up to your problems. So, you worthless scum are you dead or are you alive?"

" ARE YOU DEAD OR ALIVE?"

This will be a lot of work, to make something out of this bunch, but some of them at least look promising. They try to stand up against the pain, gritting their teeth and forcing themselves to prove me wrong. But the rest still does not show any motivation to stand up.

Since even this is not enough to motivate them its time to stoop low and get real personal.

I walked to one person who did not even try to stand up. I moved my head close to his ears and began to whisper words that would forever change this man. But I will reach my goals by any means necessary.

A pained roar escaped from his lips just after my words had entered his ears. Seems like this strategy is a full success. " TAKE THAT BACK"

He pushed himself up and started to throw punches at me. His eyes were full of hate.

" The pleasure, the excitement. Just imagine it "

"SHUT UP" " SHUT UP" " SHUT UP"

I could dodge his attacks with ease and his frustrations increased. He could not get rid of the anger that was building up in him. Those feelings were suppressed for far too long, although I had to get dirty to awaken them.

Since he was not the only one in my care I gave him another punch to the stomach and watched him drop like a fly once more.

" Come back when you are man enough."

This break I had created for myself was just barely enough to do the same to the next NPC who refused to stand up. After another treatment, he also moved his body up and attacked me full of fury.

While I had been preoccupied with preparing the next candidate the first one stood already and started the next barrage of attacks.

Despite their best effort, everything missed and they both got incapacitated with quick punches to the gut once again.

The time window is getting smaller seems like I have to speak a bit faster to motivate them. Because this session isn't over until I have spoken to the rest of the gang.

After the number of my attackers had increased to 5 I was forced to use a bit more power otherwise I would never get a chance to increase their numbers.

I avoided hitting targets, that would cause serious injury or death, even though they could be revived it would just be a hassle. If I kill them, then the lesson about willpower is entirely useless. They do not realize it in their madness but sooner or later they will come to realize that the pain they feel is just temporary.

10 people were rushing at me like a pack of wolves trying their best to hurt me and rip me apart, I had to pay most of my attention to dodging their attacks to let the frustration build up even more. Taunts and mocking gestures were effective if their insecurities are attacked.

Rinse and repeat, bear with it grow with it and conquer it. Show me some god damn guts, you weaklings. Come on, hate yourself, hate your pathetic selves, that caused the misery you are currently living through. Detest who you have been and who you are. Loathe the weak and pathetic you of today. Swear to yourself that you will never return to the person who you are today.

15 people full of hatred run straight at me, discarding defence and just give in to their instincts. They are savages a bunch of brutes, with no discipline but it feels so good. Right now, it is not about the past the future or the present it is about all of those feelings residing inside of you.

When life punches you down, you stand up and throw some god damn jabs back. This modification seems adequate for this bunch of NPCs. Since I have neither seen lemons nor any manager it will have to do.

20 people looked just like wild animals and had lost any resemblance to human beings. We will have to work on their teamwork a little but with enough practice, those things can become second nature to them. Pain is a very good teacher.

I had increased the power of my punches from time to time, to increase the burden on their body and to bring them to their utmost limit. The moment when death seems like a good alternative is the best time to grow and surpass your old self.

In this world defeat equals death, that is the one iron rule in this world. Either you suffer now or you will suffer in the future.

20 people were coming at me all of them had still not given up and were continuing despite being utterly exhausted and coughing all the time. They were forced their tired and weary body to attack me. Their movements were slow and could not even hurt a fly but they were still trying.

25 people had attacked me and given their all, but now everybody lied in front of me and they could not get up anymore. They had given their all and had collapsed after their body finally gave in. They all had fainted sooner or later. The last 5 needed a bit more special treatment, but they also got to that point after I had a lot more freedom.

5 people were left, they were the ones who had stood up on their own volition without needing my motivation. I clapped them as they looked at me full of weariness, I can not blame them I have beaten their comrades over and over again.

" You guys, are a lot better than the rest. But just because you can push yourself without my help does not mean, that it will be enough." A savage grin could be seen on my face.

" One instance is enough and your life is over." I used my speed and threw a punch at one of their faces and only stopped inches before it landed. After the life had flashed right in front of his eyes I continued my little speech.

" So what did those people do wrong?" I pointed at the unconscious crowd that looked like a pile of corpses this time around. Without the faint breathing, I would have proclaimed them dead on the spot.

" They stood up over and over again and did not recognize the difference in strength," Someone said full of confidence but his boldness was answered with a heavy blow to the guts.

" Wrong, next"

" They did not have enough to will to continue" This answer came equally self-assured but was also equally received.

" Absolutely wrong, next"

" They lost their reason and attacked just to vent their feelings," Said a timid youth, who was by the far the least impressive from the trio that was left.

" Correct observation, wrong conclusion" Instead of giving him a blow to the guts I went straight to the next person.

" Your answer?"

" They kept on attacking the same way over and over again."

" True, but still not their mistake." This time around I gave him 2 punches to the gut to the last 2 who had answered my question.

" Always be ready for attacks, nobody will be lenient when they face you. Especially me, do not trust my words if you want to survive this nightmare."

" Your answer?"

His face was resolute as he put his arms behind the back and did not speak a single word.

" You, my friend will make it far." This time around I did not hold back anymore and gave him a serious blow to the stomach, that could end up causing some serious harm. This was the best my current body had to offer, without sustaining lasting injuries through my special tactic.

Despite still being strong I lacked a lot of strength from my peak state. The cleansing process fucked me up. The stupid stunts I had pulled surely did not help and even now I do not know what keeps my body together.

My serious punch caused him to puke blood but I could not penetrate his skin anymore. I had been nerfed by my stupidity. Well, I just hope that my body will slowly but surely return to its normal farm. All I have to do is to gather more and more nutrients to accomplish this. Avoiding fights is also something I should do but this lesson was necessary.

Everybody lied on the ground beside the Big Brother and the Big Sister who did not say anything and had remained on their spot for the entire duration.

" Their mistake was to not work together and solely act on their own."

I was surprised at this answer, especially since it came from the Big Sister who was still sitting there with her destroyed clothes. The good view of her goods did not bother me in the slightest. Although my gaze did not linger on her exposed flesh.

" Correct that was their biggest mistake. If you want to cover up just steal one of their clothes, they will not mind. I can guarantee that"

I did not want to waste any more time than necessary and walked away from the scenery. I did not have to turn my back to see both of their gazes follow me, but their feelings were entirely different. One full of admiration the other full of burning jealousy. Human nature never changes.

Using NTR was a full success although I did not expect them to be that serious about that part of the relationship, seems like the image of their wives being pleasured was enough to disturb their hearts and causing them to explode.

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As the crowd of hooligans was currently regretting being born I walked to my partner in crime to the promised goods. He looked at me and nodded.

" A splendid performance there, I nearly bought it myself. Their mistake was not working together. Their mistake lied entirely elsewhere and you even admitted it in a roundabout way."

" Well spotted. Indeed there mistake lied elsewhere, but for their development, they must think their mistake was the lack of teamwork."

Their mistakes had been committed before my lecture had even started. Instead of listening to every word I say, they should have attacked me and if they had not listened to one of my words, they could have avoided this situation in its entirety. That was their mistake.

But in this world there is no option to redo their choices, every action has a consequence. Though these bunch of rowdy is lucky or rather unlucky enough that they can be revived over and over again. There is no escape from my training.

" Though there is one thing I do not understand? Why do you put them through all of that? I have watched others and they did nothing as crazy as this" said Tom with a curious expression on his face.

" Tom, we do not want to be like others, we want to be different and better. I do not want weaklings that just follow orders, I want to get things done. I want monsters in human flesh."

Tom laughed wholeheartedly after hearing my proclamation. He even patted my back before showing me everything he had brought with him. But he had not understood that I had been entirely serious.

But I did not intend to set him right, rather than doing that I laughed with him. Yes, monsters in a human flash were just a figure of speech. Because they could not turn into me, what I wanted to create was a berserker that fought until his last breath.

My dear NPCs this is who you are.