"This is my story ... do you want to listen to my adventures in Remnant?"
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A/N: I'm extremely sorry for the long wait, it has been so long that I even forgot what kind of excuse I wanted to use. Anyway, I think it's time to finish this story. Also. sorry for breaking the consistent writing style, but after writing other books in this style and even writing my own novel (you can call it an original story) in private and some criticism regarding the previous style (to which I agree it was not so good) I decided to change it. I hope this won't be a problem and won't prevent you from enjoying reading the last few chapters.
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The soldiers of Atlas backed a few feet away upon the sight of the blazing blade of An-Utu. Although, holding their guns firmly, the simple soldiers couldn't but question their leader. Even the lowest rank of the atlesian soldiers knew that this fight would be their last one.
"Hold your ground, soldiers! Don't let this pest go!", Ironwood called out to them, "Ace-Ops, let's get rid of this plague."
And thus the general and his lap dogs walked towards me, ready to fight. Are they stupid? I'm literally holding a giant flaming sword in my hand plus they know that I can simply freeze everything around me to immobilize them. Anyway, I do not wish to harm them... except for Ironwood. Stupidity must be punished after all. Maybe a few percent of the Might of An-Utu will scare them enough, so I at least do not have to worry about the soldiers.
As these so-called Ace-Ops ran to me, I fed the Divine Key with my honkai energy. I could feel the core of it devouring my energy.
"Might of An-Utu, 2% output!", I commanded and swung the sword.
A massive burst of fire erupted from the blade and left only a path of destruction. Fortunately, I haven't hit anyone, or else not even ashes would remain. Afraid by the sheer power of merely two percent of the Divine Key of Destructions, the soldiers of Atlas panicked and increased their distance from me. Even the responsible person for this madness, Ironwood, was shocked for a moment before regaining his posture.
"Are you still willing to fight? Are you still willing to put all those lives at risk in a fight you could never hope to win?", I asked the general of Atlas.
The general let his guard down, is he finally showing insight? Surprised by his action, the huntsman team with him also put their weapons down. I don't have any reason to fight either them or these soldiers, only the Herrscher of Dominance. I too put down my weapon. Wait, does he even know about the White Fang? Maybe I should warn him, after all his soldiers are far better of to fight against terrorists.
"General", I spoke to get his attention, "there is a huge army of White-"
"Marrow!", Ironwood called out and at that exact moment, the Faunus Huntsman of these Ace-Operatives stepped forward and pointed at me.
