47. Nightmare of Vainglory (4/4)

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3RD PERSON POV



Jebediah: Auditor?

Auditor: Yeah?

Jebediah: We have a whole night of resting as a ceasefire from the Cirvik personnel we are trying to drive out of TRIK......but look at their numbers.

Auditor looks at a scene, seeing the red dots on a map of TRIK representing Cirvik personnel. However, to his surprise the red dots were disappearing rapidly, as if something was killing them off one by one. Even the Cirvik reinforcements in the east that gathered 50 million men were rapidly disappearing as well, unnerving him as he makes a call.

Auditor: What's happening Ink?

Ink: Don't know. A Cirvik squad of 500 men passed through my location but when I went to check on them they were already dead. It's like something is killing them off without us knowing.

Auditor: Something's wrong. There was about 60 million Cirvik soldiers 2 hours ago yet their tracker dots are rapidly decreasing at a rate of 5 million an hour.

Auditor made several calls, worried about the 12 hour ceasefire and what will come after it as he could swear he felt the screams of people dying all over TRIK.

Later


General: The Auditor told me to go past enemy lines and investigate Huh....*grin* This is good news for us!

*BANG*

She dodges a bullet and swung her sword, the shockwave killing several soldiers as 200 emerged from the forest.

???: E-EVERYONE ATTACK!!!!!!

Everyone: AAAAAHHHHH-

*BOOM*

An unseen force splatters 199 of them onto the floor in the blink of an eye, surprising the General as the last soldier turns around, shakily holding his gun....only to scream at the sight of Y/N that had a horrific smile plastered on his face while he held a blood soaked blade.


Y/N: Ẃ̵̛̙̹̤̏̈́͛̐̚h̴̨͚̦̤̱̝͕̹͍̙̰̯̤̜͈̀̉͊͌̀͝a̶̝̓̉͑͊̾̀̀t̶̡̤̜̹͙̗̤͕̝͔̥͔̙̗̽̓̔͂͊̉̄́ͅ'̵͕̰͓̩͈́̐͑̇͝ş̷̩̗̳͍͙͙̳̜̩̀̔ ̷̢͖̦͖͎̦̣̖̤̟͙̆̒̉̏̍̀̅͆̈͗͑͒̀̕̕w̵̰̖̩͓̎̈́̾͗̎̿͘ͅr̸̟̲͈̤̣̻̘̭̃͑͘o̶͍̱͉̭̣̜̲̥̬͇̘̘̹̯̾͗͆͋͛̋̽̕͜n̵̡̦͔̦̙͙̭̥̪̤̗̔͐͂̎̉̈̿̚g̷̗͉̩̿̈́̃̀̐̑̃̂̽̇͐͒͠?̸̢̨͇̜̠͚̭̖͓̳͍͒́̏͊̌̉̊̔͌́̂̒͝͝ͅ

???: S-STAY AWAY! DON'T COME CLOSER!

*RATATATATATATATAATA*

Bullets ripped through the air, uselessly bouncing off of Y/N as he cackles and runs towards the soldier in an erratic manner.

???: STOP GET AWAY!!!! I SAID-

*SLICE*

Y/N swings his arm, his hands motioned like claws as he disembowels the soldier, letting his guts spill and his body collapse. Still wearing his frightening smile, he turns, blood dripping from his body as he faces the General.


Y/N: *laugh* Ḧ̷̳̥̦̻͍̼̩́͗̔̈́ē̸̳̝̬̺͙̥̼̣̼͖͓̿͛̿ḧ̸͉̺͖̼͕̥͈̞̥͓̟́e̸̛̠͎̯̣̘̙̾̈̌͌̎̂́͛̈̈́̈́̃̚...̷͎̯̯̩͈̲̽̐̔̆͐̈́̑̅͝.̴̧͍̰̩̠̹̺̦̲̐̊̆̄̔͊̽̒̋̋́͘̕.̸͉̳̭̗̫͒͑͆͒̈̾̚t̶̖̦̭͑̉̍̒̓̃͂͛̿͐͘̕͠h̸̝̟̬̑ę̶̧̖̠̠̺͉͓͍͍͚̀͛̋͘̚̕ͅy̴͉̗̺̿̀̔̅̈͗͠͝ ̸̻͔̗̰̫̙͕͎̜͎͎̼̹̱͛̃͊̒̈́͊͜͠͠d̵̢̨͙͓̞̝̫̝̜͚̻̱͙̂̃͐̈̔̿ͅe̴̮̣̤̔̊̀̽̈́ş̸̨̘̺̞͉͈̹͍̏͗̉̏͗̈͛̀͘͘ͅͅę̶̙̘̮̩͖̫͓̼͉̋̍̌͗͝r̴̯͇̻͐̏͜ͅͅv̴̺̞̝̫̜͐́͜ͅȅ̶̡̡̺̳̜̠̗͍͇̳̥̪̖̔͋̾̔͑̓̇͊͘͝͝ ̸̗̼̼̟͔̲̞̻̆̊̐̀̓̄͊̔͐̍̈́̃̍̉t̸̛̙̝̦̦̮̟̾̿͗̍̀̆̀̏̈́̒͝o̷̢̦̮̮̺̦̦̩̪̾͂ ̷̢̡̡̛̯͔͕̲̤̳̞̱̊̈́̀̈́̔̈́̅̊̉͜͝d̷͈̞̺͖̲̝̤̻͙͇̤̩͉̍̋̕͘ͅį̷̡͇͔͍͕̂̿̌̽͊̈́̓͒̀͑̊̔̔̕̚ę̸̣̣̭͙̤͇̓̀́̈́͐͝ ̴̨͍̼̺̃̓̔̔̀̀͊̋̒̀͋͂̕̕͝d̴̻̰͔̟̫̑̈́͒́͒̒o̸̩̘̪̖͚̰̓̒̊̈́n̸͚͍̭̞̙̘̳̩̹͒̑̓͛̂̒̽̀́͋͝'̵̩͙͎͌̇̐̈̿t̷̡̳̪̩͆͋͜ ̴̩͂̿̍͛̉͠t̷̢͎̻͈͚̞͇̙͇͇̀̊͂̄͂̔͗ḧ̴̛̲̹̭̝͈͓̖̣͙̱̒̊̑̇̀͗̀̏̑̚͝e̵̡̢̠̬̣̟̔̇̋̃́͂̏̋̊͐̋͘͝͝ỳ̸̦͂ͅ?̸͓̪̳̯̘̤̜͕͎̲̀̈́͋̌̓̏̀̕ͅ

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