Chapter 124 Time Hop

Somethings wrong, I can feel it. Ragnar thought to himself. Despite his worry, he stood strong, facing the windows of his castle. They were enchanted to glimpse into the realms. So he could observe his people, without their knowledge. In one of his hands, he held a wine glass. It contained a weird substance, that was pure black, like the night. Yet it flowed like water.

He sipped the black substance leisurely.

" Ahh, who cares, I'm sure it's fine!"

(Time skip) ~pov?~ (Third person)

It was a cold winter night. The children of Singlore, snuggled inside their houses. While a minor storm, swept the almost empty streets. The footprints of those still outside, slowly got covered in a new layer of snow.

The homeless and unfortunate, quivered in the cold. Gathering around any warmth they found.

A small group of homeless laid close to each other, keeping as much warmth as they could. While a metal barrel burned through the little wood they had.

" What wouldn't I do for a house right now!" One of the many homeless complained. His comments awoke the interest of many. Like every year before, they said.

" Tell me about it!" Before they went back to bemoaning their lots in life.

The snowstorm was picking up in intensity and all the homeless people, tried to sleep. Hoping to wake up in the summer, to escape this hellish weather.

A silent whistle and a light and just like that, their lives would change.

A glass bottle, shattered against the wooden wall, of one of the many apartments. Close to the homeless peoples shelter. A small spark kickstarted a devious flame, that swallowed the house, within seconds.

One scream, started the whole panic. Tens of people, from inside the apartment screamed in fear. As they rushed for safety. The homeless noticed the light and screams of panic and sprung into action quick. Some ran for their lives, others rushed towards the burning building, in hopes of saving their fellow spices.

While they were doing this, the sound of glass shattering against several buildings overlapped the quiet hum of the flames.

In a instant, the city was in flames. One out of two hoses was on fire and the number was increasing.

" Bang!" A shot was fired and a women in her early twenties screamed in pain. As a gaping hole was made in her chest. She fell down and clutched her left side, where the hole was. Her eyes were full of fear, afraid of death.

triumphing screams, came from all direction, as thousands of humans rushed towards the inhabitants of the city. In their hands, were weapons, such as guns, knifes and even spoons. Everything they could find at their disposal, was being used as a weapon.

" For Ragthor!" They screamed, as they shaking their weapons in the air, while running towards the inhabitants of the city.

What happened after was both brutal and beautiful. Like art, the mortals blood painted the streets. Forming hundreds of abstract patterns in red. Sadly, once the snow melted, only the corpses would remain. If even that.

The humans blocked the exits of the houses, while lighting them on fire, if they weren't already burning. While killing everyone outside the flaming homes.

The massacre was quick, but sadly not soundless. The noise attracted predators of the world. Dragons, lesser giants, trolls, even xaltos. All these creatures marched towards the loud obnoxious humans, who celebrated their victory, while complaining over their higher ups. Saying their late and hoping to leave the place.

A cloud of fire enveloped the city and the humans screamed in pain. The weaker ones skin melted, as their flesh cocked. Burning them slowly to death. The stronger humans stayed alive long enough to see the penalty of their actions.

Over them was a swam of dragons, hundreds strong. On the ground, monsters marched.

But one human noticed one of the creatures marching towards them and he froze.

" Why, why is that at a 9/9 world? Aren't they only supposed to exist on 1/9 worlds?" He stammered, as he backed up, only to halt on a pile of snow and fall head first onto the ground. Blacking out instantly.

A shadow, yet a rainbow, invisible, yet the most visible being to have ever been. Xaltos, a creature related to nightwalkers. An evolved version, which can live in chaos and the dimensions. Even the weakest could take on SSS rank beings, casually. While the strongest didn't even exist in this dimension. In the short time. They had lived, they already infected the fifth dimension and dominated it. Perhaps it will even become a core race, in the future.

The humans had no chance of survival and died shortly after it appeared. While the Xaltos feasted on the humans bodies. A heated discussion was happening in the fourth dimension.

~Pov?~ (Third person)

" That's a third of my worshipers!" A god screamed at his commander.

" What do you want me to do? Go back in time and reverse sending them there? Their dead, accept it. You can get more later. What's important is that we removed the Gylorish grasp on that world. One step closer to dominating them."

" Fine, but we don't have more then three 12/12 in our group, we need more. Most groups have at least a celestial nowadays."

" That's why we're conquering that pantheon. We can increase our strength and maybe even make one of our members ascend so we can claim glory."

" Fine, but you better help me get new worshipers later!"

" Of course, that's what friends are for."

~Pov mc~ (First person)

" No, no, not like that. You got the power, but you lack control!" I said to Alice, as I blocked her mediocre attempt of an attack. Some days ago, she asked me for help in training. When she noticed she lacked control. So I forcefully brought her to my mind and made her face sun me. Who wiped the floor with her, without holding back. So I let her face Chaos instead, but he did the same. So in the end, I had to teach her myself. Without their help.

The best way to learn, that I knew, was through experience. So I made her fight me and sure, she did good. But she was nowhere near my expectations. So I sealed most of my powers and attacked with the intent to kill. Forcing her to fight back as good as she could. In this method, she was fast and defended against me. Some times even sneaking in her own attacks. But they were to weak to do anything to me.

She launched at me again. Like before, she had the intent to kill. This time, I sealed my powers even more and only used nightwater.

A umbrella came flying at me, together with raining magma and distorted space, that brought all kinds of creatures into the mindscape. My nightwater met her umbrella and made it disappear, as for the creature, all of them got swallowed by the night. Leaving Alice in my mercy.

" My turn!" I said, before appearing in front of her, my fist connecting with her head. Sending her flying through my mind. Unlike before, there was no mountain to catch her. So it took some minutes, before she regained her footing and could attack again.

She jumped at me again and I countered her and decided to make small talk, while whopping her ass.

" So why did you want to train all of a sudden? It's been over a hundred thousand years since we came to my home. Why now? Is someone bullying you?" If so, I swear I will kill them, I thought to myself awaiting her response.

" No, I just don't like hearing people talk shit behind my back. It makes me feel inferior to them. Despite my power being million times theirs!"

" Then force them to think what you want! Why go through all this trouble?"

" Because changing their opinion doesn't change reality! I'm not a damn politician! I'm no going to force my false agenda on anyone! Their right Ragnar. Not once have I trained since I got here. I might be the second strongest, but I do the least and work the least. I need to do more for the pantheon. I'm acting like it isn't my responsibility, but it is! So I will change and help. I will be a force that the pantheon can rely on, just like they can rely on the leaders of the factions." She said to me and I felt damn proud of her. But even after all these years, she still got an inferiority complex. She does a lot with her hearth. Even if she doesn't realize it.

" Very well. But stop saying you do nothing! You do a lot for everyone. Even if you don't realize it, now come at me with all you got. So I can beat the shit out of you, without feeling bad!" I said, smirking at Alice, as she pouted.

~Pov not so much dead~ (Third person)

Kicking the body of his enemy over and over again. It was the only way to take out his frustration from the fight. He didn't get to tournament her, like she did to him. So instead he did his best to molest her dead body.

But after a while, he stopped kicking her corpse. By this point, his foot was swollen, as he was the only one suffering from his actions. Despite that, he didn't regret kicking the corpse in the slightest. It might have caused some problems, like limping forward, as one of his feet was useless.

Unlike before, he wasn't a weakling, who died of thirst after walking some meters. He made actual progress and he saw the world for what it was. Not just three meters ahead of him. He could see the endless amount of mid piles forming destroyed houses. Going for miles, before it became a blur. All he knew, this city, or country, it was big.

As he was walking, he was met with another weird women with wings. She, like the first one attacked instantly. But this time, he managed to get out of the way, before dying and even countering.

He grabbed her wing and ripped it off. Making the women cry out in pain, as blood spewed on his face. Through the gore, he still smiled, even if he got some blood in his mouth. Revenge, he thought to himself. As he started to tare her apart, piece after piece. At some point, it started speaking some weird language. While tears fell from it's eyes. The man didn't understand it's words, but he understood what she wanted. But he didn't care. He needed to take out his anger and she was the perfect target.

Just as he was about to crack her neck and finish the job, the women screamed loudly. Hurting his ears, making them ring.

But he quickly killed her despite his pain.

The man stood up, his knees were heavy and he was tired, from forcing his way with the women, as she had a lot of strength and managed to resist him slightly. So after an hour of struggle he was naturally tired. So imagine his surprise, when five women jumped him, while he was panting for air.

He didn't even know what happened to him, before he died. But they hadn't eaten his body, as they were mourning the death of their friend. So after thirty seconds after his death he came back and saw all five of the, and one thought filled his mind. " I'm fucked!"

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