Death's Disciple [Sys Apoc, OP Villain MC, LitRPG] Chapter 59: 1.59 A Monster

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1.59 A Monster Chapter 59 “The Breach outside of Seattle, caused by the entity calling himself ‘Azazel’, had finally been quelled. It took five hours for the Head of Dragon’s Hoard to push through to the rift and defeat the boss to close the breach, ending the tragic event.” A news anchor sitting behind a desk spoke directly into the camera as videos and photos of the city flashed over her shoulder. A lot of it had blurred spots, censored for the gore and carnage that was captured in frame. “Information is being gathered, and emergency relief is being provided, but initial estimates have the death count at two hundred and seven thousand, with nearly one million people injured. Much of Seattle had evacuated and—“ Huwett clicked off the T.V. and scowled. “That motherfucker, he can’t just get away with this, can he?” But I had. I had gotten away with it. Once the breach had started, Richard and I slipped back to the private jet and were flying out of the area before anyone could realize what was going on. We weren’t the only people escaping in private planes and helicopters, either, so it wasn’t that suspicious that we got out of there in a hurry. The entire flight back was filled with a tense silence between Richard and I. He didn't seem like he wanted to ask the questions that i saw plainly written on his face. And at that moment, I didn't want to give answers. I had slipped my mental switch off and was wrestling with the flood of emotions that had been kept at bay during the whole thing. I knew it would be brutal when I made the decision. But still, so many people, so many Hunters and civilians alike. If I hadn't killed them with my own hands, they were ripped apart by the Dungeon beasts, because of me. I had closed my eyes, doing my best to keep the visions of blood and death from assaulting the back of my eyelids. It didn't help much. Now I was back at Paragon HQ in the eastern side of Greater Montana, back to being Adam Pierce once more. Azazel would just be smoke on the wind. They wouldn’t find him. But the actions of Noah Lenkov, Azazel, prickled at my consciousness. I shoved it away as something that needed to be done. Necessary, it was necessary. It'll save millions more. “Looks like he did get away with it,” Vasquez muttered softly. “All those people…” And it was a lot of people. A staggering amount. I had expected less, but I knew the potential risk when I chose that dungeon to make my statement. Still, it didn’t really make me feel any better by telling myself it could have been worse, that I was doing it to prevent an even larger tragedy in the future. It may have been the truth, but it felt like I was lying to myself. And it was a lie I'd keep on telling. “Paragon will be making another public statement condemning Azazel,” Barry said. “It won’t mean much, but hopefully this will get some of the other Legendary Hunters to take our invitation more seriously. We will also be sending resources to help in the relief efforts.” The paladin sighed, looking so tired one could mistake him for being the Hunter that had fought through the beasts and ended the breach event. His hair was slightly disheveled, and his bright eyes had dark bags supporting them from below. “We can send people from the Healer Division, help any of the injured,” Norton added. He had been snacking on a bowl of cereal, but it was now set aside and forgotten. “We’ll gather up volunteers and send them out within the hour,” Barry flashed a smile at the large man and pulled out his communication amulet. “Do you think he’ll end up getting what he wanted?” I asked. “What? Who?” Francis raised a brow at me. “Azazel, will he get what he wanted?” “Reform around how the rift contracts are handled? If that was really what his goal was other than killing all those innocent civilians?” Huwett retorted sharply. I cringed slightly when she mentioned the innocent lives, but otherwise didn’t reply. She went on, “Maybe, actually… The European Union has already accepted a