The Final Seconds

POV Random Visitor:

"What the hell is wrong with this world?!" A youngster watching the sky full of explosions couldn't help but step back. He thought he saw horrors and forces beyond his comprehension, but what he saw now was so far away he couldn't keep his cool.

Dragons, angels, reapers, and demons clashed far on the horizon. They weren't some random mobs—they were creatures of myths.

'This is screwed up.' He shuddered, feeling like even the smallest and dimmest lances of the weakest angels were so fast and damaging they would annihilate him before he could even blink.

Especially the two impossible huge dragons made him shudder and question his life choices.

He thought this world was his chance, and its discovery would change his life. Instead, he faced the cruel truth.

'My world is just some low-ranked shithole.'