Angel Monarch

She felt as the cold metal pierced her clothes and entered her skin. Blood trickled down her chest as the sword pushed on, seemingly unstoppable.

By the time her scream of pain echoed in the room, the sword already passed her layers of pectoral muscle and broke her rib.

The cold metal cut its way inside her. In that moment, genuine fear gripped Vicky's soul, something she never experienced before. In her mind, she was already dead.

The sword continued to move past her rib until it entered her left lung. The pain was indescribable. She screamed so loudly her throat began to ache.

Tears ran down her face as she felt her meeting with death approaching. As the sword neared her heart, internal change occurred.

Like a glass shattering, she felt a well of power within her soul. This power had nothing to do with her Evolved status. This was her human heritage. Her will, her strength, the source of her defiance towards mother nature's constant attempts on her life. A power like no other.

She felt her resolve settle, and her pain disappear. Her pupils dilated as adrenaline flowed through her body. Her iris turned blood-red, and she continued to scream, but this time it wasn't from pain, but pure anger.

Vicky screamed with her determination unbroken, with her will to live, stronger than ever. The purest human emotion spread across her being… The instinct to survive at all cost…

Just as the sword's tip touched her heart, she opened a portal within her own body. Vicky took a step backward just as she closed the portal. She severed the blade's tip, saving herself, then let it exit through her bloody chest.

The pain reddened her vision, but she didn't care. Rivers of blood flowed from her open chest wound, but she didn't care. Her breathing became heavier and wet, as her left lung filled with blood, but she didn't care.

Her senses were all focused on her opponent. She heard him grunt his annoyance, then she felt him move to attack.

Vicky's body transformed, turning pure black. The pure star in her chest turned blood-red from her gore covered body.

As the broken blade tried to pierce her neck, gravity increased by a lot. Even Vicky wasn't sure how much power she used. She also concentrated all that power on the man's upper-body, making him explode into minced meat.

Blood rained from the ceiling, dripping down heavily on Vicky. Not like it mattered. Blood already covered every bit of her body.

She took a deep breath, gasping at the piercing pain in her chest. Her wound wasn't healing, which was definitely not good, but using her Locator ability, she quickly realized a more disturbing issue.

Right now, she felt more bodies reforming. Everyone she killed got back up. There mix and matched bodies growing back to their previous forms.

Previously, Vicky was curious what abilities did these Evolved possessed. She thought they had some sort of physical strength increase, but as it turned out, their actual power was extreme regeneration.

Even after death, their whole body regrew in its deformed, makeshift way. Another scary issue was their weapons, which stopped her own regeneration.

One after the other, every person she killed became whole again, and stood up. They grabbed their weapons and moved in to kill Vicky.

Caught off guard and wounded, Vicky barely had time to respond before the first blade made another attempt on her life.

She took a step back, barely dodging a sword's blade. Then teleported a spear into another person's stomach. A dagger moved to stab her in the chest, but Vicky evaded it the best she could.

She retreated, avoiding stumbling on the gruesome remains of someone. One important detail, she quickly realized, was that all the blood and gore stayed. This meant after each kill, the room's state worsened.

Another person attacked, but Vicky exploded him with a few dozen portals. She took one deep breath of disgusting air, before two more regenerated, attacking her immediately.

Vicky dodged to the side, but her exhaustion weighed heavily on her. She was too slow, and the weapon's blade caught her arm. The deep red wound welled with blood, mixing with all the gore on and around her.

In a sudden gasp, pain hit her mind, and her bare feet slipped on the layer of blood on the floor. One of the assassins moved in to stab her in the air, but just as she would've hit the ground, a portal opened below her.

She fell through it, ending up on the bed on the room's other side. A wet splash resounded as the red soaked fabric stuck to Vicky's back.

Three more assassins ran towards the sound. They lost their helmets, but Vicky lacked enough strength to transform. She tried killing each with the least amount of essence usage.

Two swords and one spear moved towards her. She dodged their attacks and beheaded each with a singular portal.

She could barely finish them before a fourth and fifth one came. Taking shallow breaths, she dodged a sword, but wasn't fast enough to evade the dagger. It lodged right into her right thigh, immobilizing her leg.

A sharp scream shook the room, as the wound's pain assaulted Vicky. She opened two more portals, dismembering both attackers by cutting them in half vertically.

As soon as they fell over, two others took their place. They were regenerating faster and faster, leaving Vicky no time to rest.

Dagger still lodged into her lower thigh, Vicky moved a few steps back. She opened a portal around both of their heads, swapping and exploding both.

But again, their bodies hadn't even reached the ground before others began attacking. With her right leg barely functional, and the pain controlling her mind, Vicky could do little to defend herself.

She continued backing away, dodging and evading the best she could. People died, exploded, then died again all around her. On her body, deep cuts and dozens of shallow stab wounds accumulated.

Every step felt like a struggle. She continued to kill and destroy all her enemies, but to no avail. When her back touched the room's wall, she was already knee deep in blood and gore. To her utter despair, all seven assassins still stood firm.

On Vicky's face a few paths cleared of blood, as her tears washed the redness away. She lifted her trembling hands and summoned a portal on the closest assassin's neck.

It cut through skin, muscle, and bone, separating his head from the rest of his body. The man stopped for half a second, then near immediately the wound regenerated, and his arm caught Vicky's throat.

He lifted her body like she had no weight at all. He possessed no weapon in his other hand. Her portals destroyed every weapon, except for the lone dagger still stuck in her leg.

He eyed her thigh, gripped the embedded dagger, and swiftly removed it. She screamed as the weapon left her body. Her vision blackened, and she passed out for a few seconds. Despite that, she could still feel the cold metal as the man sliced a clear line through her body.

From her right hip to her right chest, he cut deeply, then stabbed the dagger as far as he could inside her right lung. Most of her ribs broke by the sheer force of the impact.

Vicky couldn't even scream as the giant wave of pain took hold of her whole being. Her eyes drooped as all the fight, anger, hatred, and the urge to kill left her beaten body. She desired life, yet perceived no path to it.

The man pulled the dagger out again, then let go of her neck. She fell into the lake of blood, nearly drowning in it. With her Locater, she felt the seven move closer, preparing to end her life.

She spared them one defiant look before trying out her last desperate plan.

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When the fight started, the dream's weird emotions consumed her, and forgot a very important detail… She didn't need to fight to achieve victory…

The seven moved towards her, raising their remnant weapons. Vicky gathered all her remaining power, and using all her essence, she opened a portal around all seven assassins.

She made sure no part of them hung outside of the teleportation, then she made all seven of them disappear.

Through the portals, a large amount of water entered the room too, diluting the knee deep lake of blood. Vicky sat with her back to the wall. The bloody water reached her neck. She could barely keep her head high enough to breathe.

The seven portals closed fast, teleporting all the assassins to the bottom of the ocean. Vicky wasn't sure they would die there, but even if they survive, some monster would definitely devour them, feasting on their flesh for eternity.

A shiver went down her spine just by thinking about it. Dying and resurrecting eternally inside some creature's stomach. A true hellish existence, one that all seven of them deserved.

With the danger gone, the adrenaline quickly left her body. Her eyes closed just as a line of light shined inside the room, and the sound of rushing water echoed in her air.

Vicky heard a worried shout, before the darkness consumed everything, and she fell into unconsciousness.