Chapter 35 – Victory, But at What Fcking Cost?*
The Final Clash – Ending This Sh*t
The demon roared, surging forward.
I gritted my teeth and charged.
Its claws slashed down—I dodged, barely missing death.
I twisted midair—drove my sword straight through its chest.
The demon screeched in agony, thrashing violently.
Blood sprayed everywhere, but I didn't stop.
I tore my sword free—and slashed again, again, again.
With a final, brutal swing, I cleaved through its neck.
The demon let out one last gurgled breath… then collapsed.
Dead.
Silence filled the dungeon.
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Everyone is Watching – No Time to React
I stood over the corpse, panting.
The students were frozen.
✔ Seria was still on the ground, barely conscious.
✔ Freya clutched her book, staring at me like I had grown a second head.
✔ The other students just f*cking stood there, useless.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead, my body aching from the fight.
I won.
But I wasn't done yet.
Because my body felt different.
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Overuse of Power – The Bloodlust is Getting Worse
A deep heat burned in my chest.
My fingers twitched.
Everything felt too loud, too slow.
I wasn't calm.
I wasn't relieved.
I was still pissed off.
✔ The students had been slaughtered.
✔ The teachers were still missing.
✔ I had to clean up their f*cking mess.
I wasn't just angry about the fight.
I was angry because I shouldn't have needed to fight in the first place.
This whole event was supposed to be safe.
The academy sent students into a dungeon—UNPREPARED.
And when sh*t hit the fan?
No one was there to stop it.
If I wasn't here, they all would've f*cking died.
And now, after everything, the teachers were just… gone?
What if the demon had been stronger?
What if there were more?
Would they have just let us all die?
I clenched my jaw. "F*cking useless assholes."
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I clenched my fists, trying to steady my breath.
But then I snapped—
"WHERE THE F*CK ARE THE TEACHERS?!"
The students flinched.
No one answered.
I glared around, furious.
✔ People were injured.
✔ Seria was half-dead.
✔ And those useless a teachers were STILL missing.
Then—footsteps.
Finally, a group of robed instructors rushed in.
"We heard a commotion—"
I turned toward them, seething.
"Oh, you 'heard a commotion?' NO SH*T?!"
One of the instructors stepped forward. "We didn't expect—"
"Didn't expect WHAT?!" I growled. "Students were getting f*cking slaughtered and you 'DIDN'T EXPECT' it?!"
The other students stayed silent.
Because I was right.
And I was f*cking furious.
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Freya Notices Something is Wrong
Freya hesitantly stepped closer to me.
"Leon… are you okay?"
I turned to her—and instantly regretted it.
Because she looked scared.
Not scared of the demon.
Scared of me.
I exhaled sharply, forcing the anger down.
"I'm fine."
Freya didn't look convinced.
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The Power I Stole – It's Kicking In Hard
I already bit the demon earlier during Freya's blinding spell.
The abilities I gained were surging through me now.
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[NEW ABILITIES ACQUIRED!]
✔ Demonic Resilience – The lower your HP, the stronger your body gets.
✔ Blood Frenzy – Increases aggression and combat efficiency in prolonged fights.
✔ Dark Regeneration – Wounds heal faster in battle.
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My breath hitched.
Too much.
Too fast.
I staggered slightly, gripping my chest.
The bloodlust that had been boiling inside me?
It exploded.
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Losing Control – I Need to Get Out of Here
I clenched my jaw.
This wasn't good.
I could feel it—my body was still craving battle.
I needed to get the f*ck out before someone noticed.
Freya was still watching me.
Arthur looked uneasy.
Seria was too weak to react.
I forced a smirk. "Guess I got too into it. I'm heading back."
Before anyone could stop me, I turned and walked away.
My fingers twitched.
My breath was ragged.
I needed to calm the f*ck down.
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Final Thought – I'm Changing, And They're Starting to Notice
✔ I got stronger.
✔ I hid my power gain (barely).
✔ But now Freya and the others were getting suspicious.
I exhaled slowly.
This was only going to get harder.
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To Be Continued…