Ning looked at all the 20 figures and frowned.
If he was to go by Trenzelgor's presence here, then every single of these 20 beings were the Demon Lords and the High Angels, the god-like figure of the game who was responsible for granting everyone with unimaginable power.
And yet, they were all tied for some reason.
He looked down at the woman in front of him that was behind all of this.
"Gariin! What are you doing?" Ning asked.
The woman was relishing in the power she was about to draw from the gods and didn't even care for Ning's presence.
Ning looked at the wings that formed in her back, one that looked eerily similar to the one he had seen in his future vision.
If he was to let it continue, he knew what would happen tomorrow on the battlefield.
"Gariin!" Ning shouted at her, finally catching her attention.
"Demon, have you come to tell me of the Demon commanders you have killed for me?" she asked.
"What are you doing?" Ning asked. "You're hurting my friend."
"Your friend? The demons? Why would you care what happens to the demons? I thought you were ready to kill them all," she said.
"These aren't my friends. She is," Ning pointed to the unconscious Saphandra whose chains tied down a heavenly figure with broad and white bird wings.
"Your friend... an angel? Do you think I'm stupid?" the woman asked. She continued absorbing the powers of the gods that were chained up and grew strong.
"Don't do this," Ning said. "Don't force me to kill you."
"Hah! You can't kill me? I have the power of gods in my hands now. Do you know how long I've waited for this moment? To gain power that rivaled the strongest being in this world?" she asked.
"No longer will the humans have to suffer from the demon invasions. No longer will the humans have to live under the thumb of the angels, begging them to help us in every crisis and have them look down upon us."
"No longer will the humans remain powerless. Today, I shall hold the powers of the gods in my own two hands and distribute them to every corner of the world. After today, the humans shall all receive powers that the demons and angels have boasted so much."
"Today shall mark the beginning of humans gaining back their authority in this continent. Today, the humans shall reign supreme."
The woman laughed uncontrollably as more powers gathered in her.
Ning gripped his spear tightly before loosening it. "I'm afraid I have no other choice but to kill you then," he said.
"Go ahead," the girl asked. "If you think your power rivals one of the Demon lords then you may try as much as you like. I won't attack you, but be careful about attacking me. You made an oath, remember?"
Ning stopped in his tracks. He remembered the oath that stopped him from attacking a human that wasn't attacking him already.
Gariin saw Ning's frowning face and smiled. "Stop trying to be a hero. Didn't you say you would be fine killing all the demons? I'm doing exactly that. After today, the demons will all die, and the angels will be forced to go back to their realm as well."
"The humans will finally rule over everything," the girl said.
In the end, Ning couldn't help but sigh. He looked towards Saphandra and looked back at the woman in front of him.
"Yeah, I'm not going to let that happen," Ning said as he reached for a card from his deck, the strongest card he knew of.
"Are you seriously going to attack me?" the girl asked. "Do you know what will happen to you if you do that?"
"I know," Ning said. "I'll get cursed, lose my skills, and will have to start it all over again."
"And you're willing to still do it?" the girl frowned as she asked.
Ning smiled back at her with a sneer on his face. "Why not?" he asked. "It was getting boring anyway."
"Activate!"
[Instant Death: Kills the enemy in front of you regardless of levels. Has a cooldown of 1 month. Doesn't work on dungeon bosses.]
Gariin's heart beat once, and then Ning used the card. The next heartbeat never arrived.
She fell to the floor in the middle of the magic circle. She had died.
The chains broke and the various godly figures disappeared from the sky. Ning himself disappeared as well.
When Ning opened his eyes, he found himself back in the demon world, with the crimson moon in the sky, lightning in every little desolate spot in the city in red.
Ning looked at the notifications he received. He had lost his class 'Master of Fate' and instead received a simple 'cursed' class.
He kept his equipment, but he lost his main skills, and instead was switched with some other skills for his new 'cursed' class.
Ning's class was quite unique. He had 10 times more STR, AGI, and INT from every stat he received, but instead, he had 0 DEF and VIT. He also had a single point of HP and could never be increased from that.
A single point of damage that came from enemies or neutral forces killed him, but to compensate for that he no longer took damage from Area on Effect skills.
"Well, that's not so bad," Ning thought. He wasn't even sad about losing his class. It was indeed getting boring on his end, so he was happy getting rid of it.
So, Ning started using his new class. It would take him a while to get used to it, but he would make proper use of it, he had enough time.
Due to Ning's intervention, Gariin couldn't fully harness the powers and thus the humans never got any new skills that they were promised. Instead, it was postponed for a few months later.
Had Ning not made the oath, he would have managed to change the fate of hundreds of thousands of people, easily completing his class quest.
Alas, that never came to pass.
With his new class, Ning would take some time getting used to it, but once he did, he would once again make a name for himself.
Ning would meet Saphandra in the Starsoar continent again and start partying with her to play the game.
Together, they would come to be known as the Cursed and Divine Duo, which were considered the greatest team in the game.
Ning would always be very hard to kill due to his high AGI, and when he did die, Saphandra was there to resurrect him.
Five years later, the final stages of the game would come, and the two of them would be the ones to beat it.
Once that was done, the games they played would change to something else. Games with guns, games with spaceships, games where the only point of the game was to raise a family and be better than others-- various games would come to the space station from time to time, and everyone would go on to play that.
After 100 years of playing, Ning would finally decide it was time to leave the place and continue his journey.
It was time for him to go to the center of the galaxy.
