I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

She kept trembling for a few minutes before her eyes shone in a strange azure light. "Give me proof of what you say," she said as if she had reached a conclusion. I was toying with her.

"I'm not lying," I said in a firm tone.

"Then prove it."

"What other proof do you want other than this?" I raised my glaive in the air and moved it around, pointing to my army of deadly warriors here. "I can kill you at any moment I want."

"And you know I can travel in time and appear at the apocalypse's beginning," she snorted, "your threats are void of any weight buddy. Just give me something I can relate with."

I frowned! This girl… she was harder to deal with than even that jumper!

I thought about telling her information about the future. But as her enemy had the ability to live through many years and return back like her, then this wouldn't be a good reason.

I thought about the old man. But something told me she wouldn't remember him. The version of her that met and entrusted the old man with her energy was different from this chick in front of me.

Damn! Why was it hard to just answer this simple question? I kept in silence thinking deeply about a way out of this. And in return she kept her silence, giving me such icy cold gazes without blinking.

I bet she would be ready to travel through time the moment I said something not worthy.

"Here," finally something flashed in my mind before I calmly took out something from my inventory. It was an item that I used a lot at the early stage of the apocalypse.

Yet recently I trusted this job to others, while neglecting to keep a track on how things were going with them.

"This…" once I took it out, her face slightly changed.

"It's a compass that can tell enemies apart from friends," I threw it from my position and she grabbed it. "Use it on me. Even if I changed my race and became a human, I'll remain your enemy, right?"

At last she gave me the impression of buying what I just said. In fact this was the only way I could prove to her I wasn't her enemy.

Proving that I wasn't that dude she fought against would solve the entire problem. As for me having the energy of time travel, that would be explained later by the old man's tale.

"Give me your blood then," she finally accepted my proposition.

"Here," I moved my glaive and let it leave a shallow wound over my skin. After that I simply waved my glaive, throwing the blood towards her.

She didn't move to grab any blood droplets of mine. She simply controlled the compass using her energy and let it take my blood.

Then the compass started working.

I was far from her to see the results. But I was sure of what she would find. She kept looking at the compass for a long minute. Girl! The compass wouldn't take more than a few seconds to give a result.

"What does it say?" I asked when she entered the second minute without giving me any response.

"Phew… You seem to speak the truth… But how can this be possible?"

Damn girl! You were stupefied from the fact that I wasn't lying to you! What a stubborn girl you were!

"I can explain everything, but first come on board," I planted my glaive on the ground without letting it back into my inventory.

From my experience in dealing with the jumper, I knew this kind of person had something wrong running inside their brains.

I had to be on my guard all the time, just like what I usually did with the jumper.

"I'm coming," as she got the confirmation on my words, she started to slightly show some trust in me. As she boarded the chariot using the rope, she looked around and her eyes fell over my giant ballista and various weapons.

"Nice collection you have here," she said before her eyes turned to the chariot itself, "and this little beauty… I never saw something like it so early in the apocalypse."

"I won it fair and square," I said and she chuckled.

"I wasn't accusing you of stealing it or something."

"I bet," I rolled my eyes before adding, "did you come here for me?"

"I was running after that dragon bastard. He was this close to dying in my hands before he used some sort of dark magic and turned the tables on me," she said and from her words I realised something.

Damn! She was the girl I sent the jumper after! That lazy and useless dude! What the hell was he doing all this time?

The girl I sent him to keep track of was in front of me. That was weird! The last report that dude sent was that this girl was at least fifty miles away.

Damn you useless jumper! Fifty miles my as*!

"What?" she shortly laughed, "did you think that useless dude with a stupid mask can really track me?"

She raised her arm and at this moment, the suit she wore vanished partially, revealing her clear white like jade soft skin.

And there I spotted a mark in the form of a tattoo.

"With this I can make any copy like myself and fool others like that masked fool."

"Yes, he is a fool, I can vouch for it," I said while feeling how pathetic that jumper was. If he was here right now then a fight was destined to fall between these two.

"Now, give me answers," her face returned to her old icy cold self while speaking like she got the upper hand here.

"First don't speak with me in this tone ever again," I first said while hitting the ground with my glaive twice. "I'm the one with the highest authority here."

"You got your energy from me, that means you are lower than me," she shrugged while giving me such a teasing look and smile.

"That won't count," I said.

"I never listen to loser's words," her tone was filled with mockery.

Me? A loser? What the f*ck did she think?

"If there is a loser here then it'd be you," I returned the mockery with another.

"A loser? Me? Hahaha! That's the most absurd claim I ever heard in my life! Even that bastard won't dare to call me like this."

"You are indeed a loser," I nodded in confirmation, "or else how do you explain you giving up your energy and entrusting it with someone else?"

"Liar!" her face rolled up with anger, yet all she got from me was a loud laugh.

"It's the truth that you don't want to accept, yet it's the truth," I shrugged, "just think about it. If you didn't lose against that angel bastard, then how come you give up your energy and let me take it?"

"That's nonsense!"

"It's what happened in my time," I kept my calm against her shouts and rage, "you failed ninety-nine times! Can you even believe that! For ninety-nine times you were a loser against that angel, ending up losing any hope to win."

"No f*cking way! These are a bunch of lies! Just lies!"

"You failed, and decided to pass on the gift you have. You didn't even have the confidence anymore to fight against that angel in your last attempt. So you decided to pass on your flame, hoping and praying for a hero like me to arrive."

"Bullshit!"

"It's what happened," I laughed, "you can't change history darling."

"That's nonsense! I won't believe a letter of what you just said! They are all lies."

"Hahaha," I laughed in return, "anyway, that proves you are lower, much lower than me," I held my glaive and moved it all around, "just open your clouded eyes and see. Tell me, sweet chick, have you ever seen someone having such power at this stage of the apocalypse?"

"Don't call me a chick!" she left everything I said and was deeply insulted by the nickname I gave to her.

Come on! Don't you have a mirror or something? Didn't you see how you look before? Be a real girl! You are a stunning beauty and chick!

"Listen chick, I hate people yelling at me! I already have one that's a pain the as*, so drop this act and don't join his blacklist."

"F*ck you!" she bellowed before raising her spear, "even if I'd end up fighting and losing against you, I won't accept such an insulting name."

Just seeing her acting like that gave me an impression over the reasons that led to her continuous defeats. I was sure not all the ninety-nine times were her defeat.

But with her current attitude and childish aggressive mindset, I bet she lost the last attempts in a frightening losing streak!

That angel was playing a long game, just like an attrition battle. The one with the calmest mind and furthest view would end up winning.

But the one with such a short temper and lack of even understanding the simplest priorities in her life would end up losing.

If I was her, I'd be happy to have someone like me on her side! At least she wasn't going to fight against that bastard all alone.

Not to mention I wasn't doing bad myself. My entire forces were really so mighty to rival against the mightiest archlords of other races.

"Why are you looking at me in such a way?" she raised an eyebrow. Of course I was looking at a pathetic person, one that was destined to lose and was just inwardly sighing on how bitter our race was destined to be.

If our strongest and mightiest person, the one with such a heaven shaking ability to change anything, was acting in such a way and had such a childish mind, then it was the end story of our race.

It wasn't a fluke that dude of the angelic race managed to claim victory at the end! It wasn't a surprise for me right now that she lost all hopes to change the end result and decided to give up her life and her power to me.

"Let's talk about something productive then," one thing was clear to me; this was her nature! No matter what I'd say or try to do, this chick would always remain like this.

Just like that stupid jumper!

If I just recalled back my early start in this apocalypse, I'd consider myself a fool! I made a few mistakes here and there, and didn't know how to handle the power I had.

If I had the ability to return back and start over, then I'd surely do better, much better than this.

But what about all this time in the apocalypse? I changed… I got matured and hellishly strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with people like other races archlord and even crush them.

And just standing in front of the girl who gave me all this from the start… I didn't feel any pressure at all. In fact I saw her as a poor little chick, one who was entrusted with a mission that was way over her abilities from the start.

She was a poor chick indeed. And releasing this made me know how valuable my presence here was.

"Like what?" she asked in mockery just like always.

"Like how we will crush that bastard and save our race from annihilation."

"Genius… what do you think I was doing so far?" she said in such an arrogant tone that made me want to laugh.

But to not add fuel to fire, I controlled myself and only smiled in return.

"I'm here now," I bypassed her loser chick nickname and only said it in my mind, "so it's better to fight that bastard using our number advantage."

"You are pathetic," yet all I got from her was rejection and that mockery in her voice, "do you think you are the only person who came back here with such power? Fool! This is the apocalypse! Everything is controlled by balance."

"What do you mean?" I dropped all my thoughts about her and thought about what she just said, "do you mean…"

"Indeed," she nodded, "as you got that power, another angel bastard must have also gained it! We aren't fighting a battle with number advantage, we are all treated evenly here. This is the system's nature in this f*cking apocalypse, genius!"