My SSS-Rank Class Is Blood Monarch!

Standing there, the boy took a few seconds to understand what he was seeing before he blinked and looked left and right.

“Hey! Germa! Anybody! I’m here!” Yelling loudly, his voice echoed in the space around him, reverbrating in a distorted form and coming back to him completely different. The wind continued to whistle and move, rustling his hair. However, no respons became from anyone.

“HEY! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?!! GERMA!!” Arthur yelled again, feeling his heart grow colder at the weight of this sudden realization.

The entire place was completely deserted and devoid of any human life, as if no person had stepped there in the first place. Immediately, the boy’s mind went to one conclusion and one conclusion only.

“They… They disappeared.” He muttered as he put his hand on his sword slowly while keeping himself completely motionless. ‘What the hell is going on? Where did everybody go? Did they move ahead of me? No, that can’t be the case; the orders were clear for them to wait. Germa precisely would never just move without me.’

There was not much to even think about as it was clear something very incomprehensible must’ve happened in the time Arthur was still below. What that was exactly was something he still didn’t know.

Sucking a deep breath, the boy calmed down his mind. The disappearance of everyone was perhaps the worst thing that could happen, and Arthur would lose his mind if it occurred. However, nothing was certain.

“They can’t be dead. Something must’ve happened that led them away from here. I will find them.” The boy muttered. “And the only direction I could go…”

As if it was responding to him, the chains moaned audibly. The swaying was barely discernible due to the immense size of the chains so Arthur didn’t struggle to keep his balance.

“… *Gulp* Here goes nothing.” Muttering those words, Arthur started walking, heading deeper into the void. He was completely on the edge, the situation was already horrible enough, and he had no idea what he could truly do.

‘You guys better be safe. All my work can’t be for naught!’ He tried not to be pessimistic even though every sign was telling him to panic. However, all the experience he gained from facing all kinds of horrors in this world, Arthur started building tolerance to shocking outcomes.

His heart was getting tougher, and his mind was more resilient. Against disasters and problems, he nature took a calmer, more cunning state that the old him wasn’t familiar with. But, the game had truly given him far more than just power… It gave him mental strength, thinking abilities, and the power to anticipate the least anticipated on every turn.

This was but another day at the job for Arthur. Looking left and right, he crossed the large chain, heading toward what he presumed to be the island hanging above the abyss. He was hearing noises everywhere, some sounded awfully alive like the cries of tortured souls or the conscious words of terrified humans.

He stopped every few minutes to look behind him, and yet there was nothing he could find. He called for Germa and for anyone who could hear him and received nothing.

“Where could hundreds of people disappear in less than an hour? This is ridiculous… I really hope they didn’t fall into… the abyss.” Arthur frowned at the mere thought of it. His only hope was that they would be at the island or somewhere on the chain. He didn’t even want to entertain the thought of them falling into their death.

And so, in the blink of an eye, an hour passed since the moment Arthur started walking through the chain. At this point, he didn’t have any idea where he was or if he was even getting close to the island or not. He kept a rather moderate to slightly fast walking speed, and yet he didn’t even feel like he made any distance.

Perhaps it was the monotonous scenery or the lack of details in his surroundings that made him feel like he was walking in an endless loop. The suffocation from earlier came back, stronger than ever.

Arthur could breathe in the smell of rust coming from the old chains and its ancient metal being eaten away by nature.

‘Nothing… Not even footsteps to work with.’ Arthur’s face was completely twisted. His hope was getting crushed slowly. The nerve-wracking atmosphere made it way harder for him to remain calm.

“I never want to be near darkness again in my life. I will start sleeping with the light fucking on!” He cursed.

*WHISTLE*

At that moment, a sudden strong gush of wind blew against Arthur’s face, pushing him back several steps. The boy instinctively put his hands forward to protect himself.

“What… the hell?” He cursed as the wind continued pushing him. It all happened out of nowhere, like a sudden tornado that wanted to take him with it. Even with his strength, he was barely able to stand against it.

The chains started swaying wider, making louder noises as they went left and right. The boy felt his legs slide on the metal, getting dragged to the edge as if the chains wanted to get rid of him.

“Give me a break!” Without wasting any time, Arthur formed a frost flame in his hand before throwing it underneat his feet. The ice caught into the metal and spread to his leg, latching into it and anchoring it into the chain.

“Ugh… Stop!” With the added support of the ice layer, the boy was able to stop the violent wind from pushing him anymore. His body bent back, and his ankles were put under immense pressure. Normally, that would break them as they were bent in very weird angles.

However, the boy’s flexible tendons and powerful bones were able to fight against it. For an entire minute, the wind blew the boy left and right like a twig in a vast windy plain.

But, eventually, it stopped, and the boy’s body fell to the ground.

“Cough! Cough!” He coughed as saliva dripped out of his mouth. For an entire minute, Arthur was unable to breathe as the pressure on his entire body kept his chest contracted. Never in his life had he faced such a strong wind before.

*CRACK*

He broke the ice from his feet and laid there for a moment. “Damn it… Where the hell did that wind come from? I wasn’t ready at all!”

Inhaling and exhaling audibly, the boy took a few seconds to calm down before he stood up again. The chain had stopped moving, and yet he could still hear the noises it made echo in the distance.

“Strong wind… capable of shaking these chains… Perhaps even send me hurling down to the abyss beneath. As if it couldn’t get any worse.” He cursed as he spat out angrily. “Where are you, people? WHERE THE HELL IS EVERYONE?!!!!”

His cry faded into the nothingness, and all that was left was the same empty world he was in. A single path was ahead, promising no salvation, and another one behind, carries him back to the darkness beneath.

He could continue ahead, knowing nothing about what he will see or give up and go back… getting stuck in that world forever alone.

Both choices… were horrid.

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