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Dark Berserker: Rise of the Forgotten Progenitor

[Mature content!] A worldwide earthquake caused by a strange, soothing voice occurred throughout the entire Earth. Cristian, a 23-year-old man, was among the unlucky few to fall into the depths of the earth but instead of death, he finds himself in a world pulsing with a unique energy known as mana. Thrown into a world with various races and classes, Cristian discovers he has been transformed into an unknown existence with three celestial affinities and an origin-level affinity! Determined to control his destiny, the rise of our progenitor begins. ____ Discord server: https://discord.gg/XsTFC4mBzt Character reference pic, weapons, and locations would all have illustrations in the server. Review, comment, and support!!

Silver_smile · Fantasy
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Berserker's Rage

In a swift, effortless slash, the zombie named Cedric lost its head, and Cristian crushed its head with a hard stomp. He leaned forward and made an arc, slicing through the lower abdomen of two runners, from which black blood spurted from their opened skin.

Runners were known to bolt toward their prey and pounce on them; they did not know how to halt in situations that required them to. With small but graceful movements, he avoided their claws and bites, mowing down their numbers.

As more runners kept coming, more fell to their demise. "Grr!" Cristian quickly turned and slashed upwards, but the zombie dog with a half-eaten face evaded his slash and lunged with the aim of ripping his shin apart.

"Heh," he scoffed and sent it flying with a resounding kick. He heard its jaws crack but felt no pain due to the inlaid metal. "Nice!" his lips curled up, he leaned back, tightened his muscles, and flung Burning Fury forward.

Loud whooshing sounds accompanied the whirling blade as it sped toward the incoming runners. Their speed became their weakness as the sharp, gleaming edge slashed through the soft bones of these low-level zombies.

*Bam!*

A loud sound echoed as Cristian stomped the hard road, creating a dent, and darted toward his weapon. It had slaughtered more than a dozen runners, decimating the remaining runners from the horde before him.

The runners from the horde behind him were still far away, and he couldn't deal with both hordes, as his death could result from a lack of stamina.

Lia shook her head as she watched the battle. Her Lord's stunning progress did not surprise her, for he was blessed with an instinct for battle.

Unlike others who need a calm environment to make steady progress by filtering their mistakes and grasping hidden details in their affinity, her Lord just needs a battle to satisfy his requirements.

This was the main reason she fully accepted Cristian's decision, as his progress would skyrocket due to the deep infestation of zombies and mutated animals. However, she could see that as he became better, it became obvious the sword wasn't the weapon for a Berserker like him.

Coiling his hands around the hilt of the blade that pierced deep into the ground, Cristian pulled it out with a grunt and dived into the sea of flesh-eating monsters. He kept hacking and slashing without a break as he sought to reach the other side. Claws and teeth came from all sides, yet he managed to keep them away from touching his skin.

Cristian had already evolved mentally, which was why he wasn't bothered by slashing through zombies that were previously humans. It was kill or be killed, be powerful or weak.

It was a matter of choice, and like everyone, he wanted the best for himself. Earth was too boring for his taste. The warring era had passed but it had never left his blood. And now he knew it was because he had lived here before.

"Ugh!" Deep lines formed on his forehead, and he groaned deeply. Lowering his head, his emerald eyes gazed at the clawed fingers that pierced his abdomen. Not a second later, they turned to dust, but the wound remained, and the pain made him exhale loudly.

"Calm down," Lia's voice, like a beautiful melody one could listen to for eternity, slithered into his ears, yet his temperature continued to spike.

"Lord Athelstone!" her voice echoed in his mind, yet as he kept slashing, Cristian slowly lost himself. His moves became more brutal as he swung Burning Fury with one hand and launched blows that exploded the heads of zombies with the other.

His entire body became a weapon. His toned legs wiped out deadly kicks that whistled through the air, sending zombies flying back.

"Vladimier Ithuriel Athelstone!" Lia quickly did something she thought she would never do: calling her lord with his origin name. But if it could stop him from entering the berserker's rage, then she would do it again and again. While that state could enhance Cristian's powers to an enviable state, it needed a minimum of 20 vitality, or the Berserker would end up killing himself due to the violent blood rush.

Their entire system would move at an insane rate, heartbeat as fast as that of an Etruscan shrew, pulsing blood-red eyes that could grasp the details of a flying bug, and a blood domain which consumes a minimum of 200 mana in ten minutes, varying according to affinities. Cristian's affinity would consume a lot more, so at his level, it was basically self-destruction.

Along with her words, Cristian froze like a statue, but no zombie came close as he had slaughtered 85 percent in his semi-rage. Covered in blood from head to toe, he smelled like a garbage yard. "W… what happened?" he regained his sanity and queried while looking at the carnage with mild shock.

He wasn't totally stunned because a part of him, though not the same part, massacred these zombies.

[You have reached level 20 and gained two free stat points…]

"You almost died," Cristian felt baffled as he could hear Lia's quiet sobs as she replied. "I… I…" He felt confused, but for Lia to break down like this, he must have done something without knowing.

The cacophony of growls and moans from the other horde drew closer, and he realized all their runners had met their demise at the sharp edge of his sword. 'Lia, I'm sorry, but you need to tell me what I did wrong,' he said inwardly and barged into a building. He heard a gasp but ignored it and edged the door with a couch. "C… Cristian."

A familiar voice made him turn, and Anna stood a dozen steps away, frozen in shock as she scanned his bloodied look.

"It's me, Anna." The moment he responded, the golden-haired beauty jumped into his embrace. He could feel her thumping heart since his abrupt entrance must have scared her.

"Have you seen my sister?" she queried, and Cristian could only shake his head with a wry smile. 'This is interesting,' Lia's mood changed as she scanned the innocent beauty with predator eyes. Her Lord lived in solitude in his last life; it was time for him to enjoy this one.

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