Death's Disciple [Sys Apoc, OP Villain MC, LitRPG] Chapter 2: 1.02 Learning To Hate Goblins

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1.02 Learning To Hate Goblins Chapter 2 Things probably don’t make sense to you right now. You no doubt have some questions about how all this came to be. Like how I ended up in the Tutorial dungeon to begin with. Who are those soldiers, or my friends? I told you I would make things a bit dramatic, didn’t I? Everything will be explained. For now, you simply need to know what was going on and why I ended up slaughtering the soldiers inside that cave. It was for my own survival. Pretty cut and dry there, I think. So, let’s get back to it. Perez’s body lay in the dirt, and I stared down at Reitlin. “Stand down, private, that’s an order.” I tilted my head sideways as I tried understanding why Reitlin looked so shocked and confused. I didn’t assume they were truly stupid; I thought they must have realized the gravity of what they had asked of me and thus understood my action. It appeared they didn’t. “I’m not a soldier, Reitlin. It doesn't matter what Nieve told you. The government can’t reach their fingers inside here.” “You think you’ll get away with this once we are out of here?” Mathews yelled. “Yes, I do,” I said. I stepped over Perez, placing myself closer to them. “Because, who the fuck is going to tell them? You won’t be.” Understanding finally dawned on them, and I could see it in all of their eyes. They rushed me right after, which was the smartest move they had made that entire day, even if it was futile. I swung, and my sword struck Mathew’s neck right as he came in first. The blade tore through his flesh and out the other side in one swift motion. The entire left side of his body was covered in slick blood within moments, and he crumpled to the floor to join Perez. Johnson was next. He attempted to tackle me to the ground. I lowered my center of gravity and took his shoulder charge before I quickly stabbed down through his shoulder blades. Blood arced across the cave wall as I pulled the weapon back out, only for Reitlin to grab my arm to wrestle the weapon from me. Slamming my fist into Reitlin’s elbow was all it took to force him to let go. His arm was already bent forward in the wrong direction, white bone sticking out through the skin. “What the fuck, what the fuck!” Reitlin stumbled back against the cave wall. The last soldier, Reyes, swung his rifle at me. Again, surprisingly smart on his part, but futile. I stepped to the side and leaned away from the attack, causing it to miss me entirely. I lashed out with my shortsword, catching him on the shoulder and leaving a large gash. I followed up, trying to slash his neck as well, but he stumbled away. The short reach of my sword was already annoying, and I wished for a weapon with a longer blade. Reyes lunged again, swinging wildly. I simply slapped the rifle down to the side that time and rammed the point of my blade into his sternum. It punctured just a bit past his vest, but the second and the third thrust went further until I felt the blade had gone deep enough to hit his heart. He joined the now-growing collection of bodies that decorated the cave floor. “Okay, I get it. Let me live, I won’t say anything. Hell, I’ll even say you saved us.” Reitlin was slumped against the wall, cradling his broken arm. His eyes darted from me to the weapon in my hand, and then to the bodies lying around me. “No, sorry, I can’t risk that. And I mean…” I mentally brought up my status screen as I talked, looking for what I had expected. I had gained another level for killing Mathews, Johnson, Perez, and Reyes. “You placed us in this situation in the first place. And come on, we both know how this goes.” Reitlin had sat down on the ground, and I knelt in front of him, weapon still in hand. “You will keep up your end of the deal for a while. Then something in you makes you think you can extort me, or turn me in for some kind of reward. A promotion, money. Information on a class, or a magic item.” He looked at me, dumbfounded, when I said that last bit. Which meant his stupid ass reall