Chapter 2 Storm

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Dive into Chapter 2 of "The SSS Ranked Villain's Return": ...Status +-----+ Status Name: Neraxis Valen Age: 16 --Stats: Rank: G Strength: G- Agility: G- Stamina: G- Intelligence: F- Mana Capacity: G+ --Secondary Stats: Luck: G Charm: D- --Skills: +-----+ All of... Find out more!

...Status +-----+ Status Name: Neraxis Valen Age: 16 --Stats: Rank: G Strength: G- Agility: G- Stamina: G- Intelligence: F- Mana Capacity: G+ --Secondary Stats: Luck: G Charm: D- --Skills: +-----+ All of my hard-earned skills are gone. The same goes for all my stats. Also, 16? Seriously? I was 24 before I died... Neraxis lay back on his bed, nearly stumbling onto the ground.@@@@ So much had happened in the last couple of minutes that he found it hard to believe what he was seeing. He picked up a nearby pencil and twirled it around. It felt real in his grip, but one could never be too sure. Here goes nothing. Neraxis took a deep breath and thrust the pencil straight into his thigh, much to his surprise, he felt pain—a lot of pain, for that matter. It was a flat pencil, not yet sharpened, so it did not manage to pierce through his skin. Nonetheless, it still hurt. Just as he was about to scream, an even louder knock came from his door, followed by his sister's voice: "If you don't come out in the next five minutes, I am breaking down the door!" She finished with a kick to the door. She always liked to nag... He was already dressed, so Elara dragged him downstairs, handed him a fork, and placed a meat dish in front of him. "Eat up. Try not to choke." Neraxis nodded mindlessly and began devouring the food, though his emotions were in turmoil. She's just like I remember her. Hair and eyes the same as mine. Her fierce look while washing the dishes... funny and nostalgic. Taking a deep breath after finishing his food, he leaned back in his chair. I really am back, aren't I? But as his mind cleared, his confusion only deepened. Why had the heroes betrayed and killed him? He wasn't a bad judge of character. He had always ensured that those he opened up to were trustworthy. The same went for Lar. Up until the last fight, Neraxis noticed nothing wrong. Only after slaying all the monsters did they show their true intentions. Then there was that system message he received before everything began crumbling down. Scrolling through the logs, he ignored the random countdowns until he found what he was looking for. [Task Failed Successfully!] What task did I fail? And what does it mean by successfully? Before he could delve deeper, Elara hit him over the head with his own bowl. "Six minutes. If you run full speed, you might just make it." She reminded him while taking his plate to the sink to wash. Understanding it was time to leave, Neraxis headed to the front door. Pausing with one leg out of the house, he turned back to Elara, who was still washing dishes. "See you later?" he asked with a shaky voice. "Five minutes," she replied, scrubbing another plate. Without another word, Neraxis began running. His stamina was horrible since he was out of shape. The academy was only 5 kilometers away, and since he was a superhuman, running that far in 5 minutes was definitely doable. The world had changed quite a while ago; the norms were no longer the same. It was currently the year 2367, and the last rift outbreak had been 17 years ago. He already knew when the next one would happen—exactly 8 years from now. Superhumans first appeared in the year 2195. Random humans began seeing status screens right before their eyes, and then there were skills—abilities that granted them immense strength. But alas, with the appearance of the first superhumans also came a time of chaos. In the year 2200, the first-ever rift outbreak happened, wiping out a good portion of humanity. That continued on, the difficulty increasing each time until finally, Neraxis put an end to it—or so he thought, anyway. He had no way of knowing if whatever he had done even had an impact. As he was in the middle of running, he spotted something strange in the corner of his eye. It was a perfect time to take a break since he felt like his lungs were on fire anyway. It was a good thing the academy was right ahead of him. But that was not what caught his attention. Instead, it was the massive, slender, purple tower stretching straight into the clouds. He could not even see the very top of it. There was an ominous feeling emanating from it, but he could not quite put his finger on what exactly it was. In the end, however, one thing was certain. That was definitely not there before...

Chapter 2 Storm

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