I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

“Thanks,” I knew that dude said more than enough already, “I’m going to leave my forces here to help. I’ll make sure to come back in a few days to see things and check on your situation.”

“Thanks venerable being for the help and care,” unlike the explosive tone that dude spoke with towards Clatinberg, he spoke in a gentle and humble way towards me, showing his utmost respect.

He told me his name, and it was so damn long and weird to remember. I decided to call him the flying fin leader, referring to his place among his people.

“Did you see?” and when we exited the portal back to the zone of mine, I turned to Clatinberg, asking him a question that I didn’t need any answer to, “come with me. We got your race and your people to save. And it’s your task to convince them to help.”

“I don’t need to convince anyone,” and when I thought he got crazy or something out of his immense shock, he got something out, his helmet, “through this, all the god race people in my world saw and heard everything that has happened since we first met.”

“This…” It was such an unexpected move, one that I didn’t even anticipate, “good. Then you heard and saw the truth, knew what that damn enemy did to all of you…”

As this helmet would have such a magical and miraculous effect, I didn’t stop in my words, speaking as if I was standing on a stage, speaking to an endless number of audiences.

“There is… There is a big problem…” And just as I ended my long lecture about my goals, what I wanted from them, and how I’d save all of them, Clatinberg spoke in shaky tone, one that I couldn’t tell if it came like this thanks to his shock from realising the truth, or from his struggle and hesitation.

“What problem?”

“Blessing!”

I didn’t get what he meant. I even didn’t know what value such a thing even was to these folks.

And when he saw my puzzlement, he added, explaining it in a slow way.

“Blessing is like the source of our power. We can become very frighteningly strong, we can control the power of nature, control the world itself if we wanted. But this all comes on the price of blessings… And…”

“You got none, right?” I got what he meant, especially when I recalled the giant naked folks I saw when I met this race, “tell me, how can you get blessing?”

“We… Need races, others to support and grant them things… Like wishes… And in return, we can get blessing points based on their degree of satisfaction. But, we lived our entire lives, our race lived for so damn long, listening to such legendary tales about times when we were the lords of an endless universe before…”

He was struggling to sort out things in his mind. After all, he lived like others from his race, on a lie.

And the truth was simply the total opposite from what they believed! Everything was wrong! Everything that happened to them was because of those they considered their allies!

And I knew the reason behind such a deep and treacherous scheme from the enemy. They feared them, feared what this race was capable of doing if they just got in touch with an outsider race.

“Don’t worry about that anymore,” I didn’t speak just to him, but to everyone listening and watching me through this magical helmet, “I got nothing else but endless folks, and they will ask you for wishes, and will grant you the highest assessment thanks to your help. You won’t be hungry again or run short of blessings… Prepare yourselves, your time to shine is about to start!”

I wasn’t bluffing or exaggerating in my words. The enemy feared this race thanks just to their ability to change the fate of anyone.

Giving wealth? Giving gears? Increasing one’s strength? What else would anyone dream about in such a hellish universe we were living in?

As for my promise, I wasn’t lying. I got tons of warriors, and they all came from races in the universe.

Just taking the soulers for example made me crave to make this deal on the spot!

The soulers were cursed, and couldn’t live their lives without consuming souls. That limited their abilities greatly. What if these god race members could solve such a curse? What if they could make them survive without the need to daily consume souls?

It’d be like giving snakes wings and turning them into dragons!

“Come,” I opened a portal to lead us back to the central area of this zone, “let’s go back to your world and people first, and then I’ll let you see how sincere I’m in saving you.”

Clatinberg didn’t say anything, kept silently looking and followed me back to his world.

I was too lazy to return back to ground zero and use the portal there to go to the zone leading to the god world.

“Open a path for us,” I asked the system dude, and he complied as usual.

When I returned back, I found things had greatly changed!

First, the system dude brought the two of us back to the place where we left from. There, I found an endless number of naked god race members coming out from their homes, standing in the streets, looking up at me in silence.

It was such a heavy silence that spoke without words about their feelings and immense shock.

From the holes around, the ones I didn’t yet visit, I saw tons of dark clouds flying and coming towards here and different places as well.

“These are…” from my side, Clatinberg saw this and realised what I got.

The enemy seemed to know that their long time lie got exposed, and so they started to take action.