For I Am A Side Character - Zetro Translation

Out deep in the tunnels, the clashing of swords could be heard.

One was a tired student who was strugglign to get in a clean hit.

And another was an armor motivated to gain the only thing missing from his piece. A c*ck.

You would think that for a warrior of his description, a nearly perfect warrior, you would expect him to be strong in some way, and you would be right.

He was fast.

He was strong with his swings.

In the first few minutes, we had exchanged blows per blows, and to it, I could feel the power of his swing. When I tried to overthrow him with mana, this bastard could easily dodge something that was even at the speed of a bullet.

He could tell when I would attack with my blade and he would counter it well enough that it would push me back.

He was really a perfect warrior.

But aside from his perfect physical ability to wield a sword, I felt no sense of mana in his body nor the presence of a threat.

Although I felt the danger when we clashed swords, I felt no blood-lust nor the presence of what makes a warrior truly threatening. He wasn’t like what any other hunters would be when they fight, he wasn’t showing the part that makes one person human.

For me, he had the same presence as that of a rock.

But either way…I still had to fight.

In a position where I was five meters away from him. He stood ever so blatantly with no hints of ever attacking.

His guard was down, his sword was down, yet even when I moved an inch forward, he would quickly react to my actions. He was like a robot, reacting to my every move.

I moved forward.

With my sword thrusted forward, and in retaliation, he thrusted his sword forward. As we clashed swords, I felt myself be overwhelmed by his power.

‘Tsk…’

But at that chance, as we were close, I brought out my palm and tried to disengage his ability to wield a sword properly.

[Shield Breaker]

I aimed for his wrist in the hopes it will break his grip for the sword. But as I thrusted my palm towards it, in a quick action, the bastard quickly assessed the situation and instead moved its elbow to interact with my palm.

*Thud!*

The moment my Shield Breaker skill encountered his palm, I felt the pain of having to encounter his sharp edged elbow. But as I did, the push of my palm was able to push away the direction of his sword straight to the ceiling.

The moment I pulled away, I could see blood drip from my palm, while on the other hand, the damn armor was just standing there, unfazed by my attack.

‘…damn tin can.’

But as his sword was stuck to the ceiling, I came and quickly used another skill with my other hand carrying the sword.

[Heavy Slash!]

The moment I swung my sword, he jumped back to dodge my attack, leaving his sword on the ceiling.

Having to make a full heavy swing and miss, I quickly reacted to his actions and continued on flowing with the swing until I turned back to face him, as I did, I rushed forward.

[Heavy Rush!]

He couldn’t foresee this and in that moment, we clashed with one another.

*Thud!*

As he felt the force of my shield, I continued on until we crashed into one of the walls.

*Boom!*

Clusters of Dust were all over and it can be seen that the armor was stuck to the wall while I was pushing him in to completely immobilize him on the spot.

“Khk!”

“KhhKk!!”

Both of us struggled to get in the other person’s way.

But soon enough, he was starting to push me back even when I was using every inch of my strength to put him in his place.

But seeing as how that wasn’t enough, I decided to put all my remaining stat points I gained and put it into my strength.

[Profile:]

Candidate: NPC

Mission Status: In Progress

Level: [16]-[ 20,000 exp until to the next level…]

Strength: 38 (+5)—> 43

Endurance: 32

Intelligence: 28

Agility: 34

Mana: 42/62

In the chance that I gained the strength, I was able to hold him in his place.

But that wasn’t enough. I knew that he could still make a move…so I did what I could and blasted him with a point blank barrage of mana spears.

[Mana Spear.]

Without mercy, I threw it at his face while I was in the blast zone.

*Boom!*

In that shot, I could hear the metals clinking from the fact that my shot was a success. But in return, I encountered a little bit of my own damage…

Soon as the dust was starting to settle, I saw that he was now unmoving.

“…”

So as I slowly backed away to see the full picture of his state, I noticed something within the helmet that seemed a little bit odd.

“…what the.”

As I tried to open it, the armor suddenly moves and grabs hold of my hand.

“!?”

In a quick reaction, I pushed my injured palm forward and tried to break him off again.

[Shield Breaker]

I aimed at his head, and I was finally able to strike right.

In that action, I struck so strong that I was able to push off his helmet. But it wasn’t enough.

For what followed next, I was struck on my stomach so hard that I lost all power in just a quick second.

‘Ghak!’

With just his hands, he was able to strike me and then push me off my feet. He used his knee and struck me in the gut multiple times like a martial artist, and then he threw me right off into the distance.

I landed well enough but as he was able to create a distance between us that time and to it, he raged on forward even without a sword on hand.

The moment he came in close, I expected that he would strike ahead, but instead, for some shocking reason he had a hand full of dirt in his hands and he threw it at me with no hesitation whatsoever.

It blinded me for just a second, and to it, he kicked me off of my feet. As I fell to the floor, he got on top of me and started punching down like a mad man with every urge he had. Like a child having a tantrum.

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It was like an array of machine gun fist.

At that point, my mask was slowly tearing away, exposing my face to the headless bastard.

But he didn’t stop there. He continued to fight and as I tried to find a way to escape, I wondered when was it that brought me into this situation…

I’m being beaten like a dog. There was no hint of mercy in its nature…

Still…I felt hope that I could still continue…

‘come on….come on…how do I get out of this…’ as I tried to think of a way, I was slowly starting to see red.

Red.

Black…

White…

The kind of colors I saw while I was put into a near death state….

At some point I lost all strength in my arms while I tried to defend myself…

At some point I barely had the strength to breath…

At some point…I saw the faces of my parents…

And at some point, the fist stopped and the bastard was finally satisfied.

I was left like a lying corpse on the ground.

As the armor soon reaches for the key from my pocket, he soon went and returned to the room.

Thinking that I was dead, I remained unmoving.

Red…

Black…

Black….

The void…

In this scene…in the blackness of it all…

I felt like I was at the void once again, face to face with the demon that could easily take my life. The bastard that wears an armor as rigid and as coarse as that of a mountain of corpses…

There, I felt his fearful gaze…

I felt tired…

Unmoving…

Unwanted…

Helpless…

“…Is this what God wanted from you?”

“…Is this what should happen?”

Questions were heard…from a voice I was unfamiliar with…

And soon enough, in the darkness of this view, I saw him standing with a gaze filled with a furrowed doubt.

“…what a waste…truly you are one that is not worthy…a man who gets beaten but a tin metal is no man at all…”

“…What do you know? I tried…I really did…and I’m tired.”

“Fine, if your tired, just rest and let everything fall apart…let everyone die for all that you care for…”

“…”

“Let the Hero die…let the heroes die…Let Jessica die…”

“…I can’t move my hands…I can’t feel my face…how am I supposed to get up from this?”

“Who gives a fuck…who gives a fuck about yourself…about your fucking injuries. Your Nobody!”

“…”

“You are simply nothing! So stand and work your path right…there is no one to hold your hand but yourself…there is no one to hear your calls except yourself…you are alone…you will stand alone…you will survive alone…you are alone…you are alone…so stand…stand because there is no hope for anyone helping you in any situation at all…stand because you alone is enough…”

“Stand…and Blow Them all Away…”

The next thing I knew, I awoke feeling the stings of my injuries, I awoke and simply stood even when I suffered.

I’m alone…

So I walked…

And I walked…

Until finally…

I came across the still body of the armor…headless containing the key.

With no caution of ever stealing the key in the first place, the armor had no reason to come after me…so as the armor laid on the table…

I raised my hand…

And to it, I made the judgement to use a skill that would ultimately break every bone in my body.

With my sword on hand, I raised it…and I spoke.

“…Mountain Splitter.”

In that moment, as I swung down, I felt every bone on my two arms break into mince meat and I felt even my heart stop in just a split second…

[+50,000EXP]

[Leveled Up!]

[With The Benefits Of Being the Chosen Candidate, You will be rewarded with 5 Stat points. And Your Body Will Be Restored.]

[Leveled Up!]

[With The Benefits Of Being the Chosen Candidate, You will be rewarded with 5 Stat points. And Your Body Will Be Restored.]

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After the violent decision to use the Mountain Splitter in his already degrading body, he was able to execute the ‘near perfect warrior’ and gained an unimaginable amount of experience which gained him the chance to recover his body and lift all pain.

As of now, he stands with the key on his hand and a broken sword on the other.

Seeing it so, he decided that he would use another weapon. He decided to pick up the sword that was used by the armor.

And in it, he also picks up the helmet since his uniform was torn to shreds by the armor. He still needed to hide his identity from Audrey.

With that said, he had everything he needed to go back to finally end this dungeon.

What was left in the laboratory was the scene of an unrecognizable armor…left to rust…left unresponsive