.

.

.

/A few hours later…/

'In the middle of the night on top of an abandoned construction site, Philip could be seen crouching down as he looked at the warehouse in front of him.'

'It was his next target location, and he was scouting the place.'

"17… 19… Around 23 guards? If I count the others I saw entering the warehouse it would go for around 30. But if I assume that are guards stationed 24/7 inside it, deeming its size, I could add the total to around 50 at most."

Not a single armed vehicle or heavy gun on sight, just your standard gear, bulletproof vests, rifles, and pistols, there is the chance some of the heavier tools at their disposal s hidden from sight though.

Nevertheless, I can see an auto turret installed near the warehouse's door.

An auto turret is an AI-operated turret with insane precision, it's not a very intelligent AI but it's more than good enough to make the job done.

But who is supplying these guys? Guns are illegal in this country… Oh yeah, corruption.

Sigh…

"Hum… They seem ready to move, from the information I gathered, their defense should've been laxer."

Smells fishy… When such criminals gather like this…

"There must be an important deal happening behind the scene."

Now I'm curious.

'Philip checked his stuff one last time before he jumped from the top of the building he was in, dropping on the ground.'

'Silently, he made his way close to one of the walls and jumped.'

'The guards nearby didn't expect this as the wall was over 6M tall. By the time they reacted to his presence, their necks had already been cut.'

"Infiltration completed, commencing operation Sneaky Peaky like."

'Philip's target was the small vent at the very top of the warehouse, it was the sole entrance he could find that wasn't being protected.'

'He could blast his way inside, but between being besieged by 30 soldiers and getting a bit dirty from crawling in some vents... This wasn't the game where he could press the block button and deflect a missile.'

…

"Want some?" Asked one of the guards to another guard at his side as he held a cigarette box

"You're awfully calm." Replied the other guard

'The first guard smiled, took out a cigarette, and lit it up.'

"During these types of deals, there is nothing to fear, 96% of the time, the deal will be completed weeks before the product exchange, also, there are many other gangs involved so no one would be bold enough to attack."

"We are mostly here to put up a front…"

"A very bad one indeed…"

'But a voice suddenly cut the guard, startling him.'

"Who's there?!"

'But the moment he turned around it was already too late.'

/FWUSH!/

'A single slash, two heads.'

"With this, I took care of about 6… It won't take long for the other guards to find out something is strange…"

'Philip looked up and there it was the vent.'

/Thud!/

'With a single strong jump, Philip managed to jump 10M high thanks to the help of the exoskeleton.'

I can definitely do this on my own if I train enough though, but for now…

'The vent was barely enough for him to crawl through, but it was big enough…'

'As to why there was such a vent in the first place… It was soon explained as a large quantity of smoke washed through his face.'

'Philip held in his breath, but his exoskeleton came in to save the day by covering his face with a mask.'

I almost forgot this was a thing.

'Philip started to crawl in the vent…'

…

/Bang!/

'Sometime later, Philip found an exit and kicked it open, dropping out of the vent.'

"I got in, perfect…"

"Don't move." Said a deep voice behind Philip

"Wow wow! Let's calm ourselves first."

Shit.

'Philip put his hands up as he felt the cold and heavy feeling of a gun on the back of his head.'

'But at the same time, he didn't feel pressured, he just needed to have his enemy drop his guard for a moment.'

"Turn around… Slowly, any excessive movements will get you killed."

'Philip was happy, this guy seemingly got himself in the direction of his sword! He couldn't be happier.'

'When Philip turned around, he did not notice any sort of cybernetic implant on this guy, he just looked like your regular thug.'

'The thug picked a radio with one hand and started talking:'

"Over, I have a situation."

"What did you say? Your voice cut here, over." Said a voice from the radio

"I repeat, we have a situation, an intruder…"

'Philip observed the man, but he seemed adamant in not getting his eyes out of him at all.'

'It was then that Philip noticed something behind the man, and his eyes opened wide.'

"Hm?..."

'For a brief moment, the man's attention diverted as his eyes moved to the side, he immediately noticed something was wrong but it was too late.'

'Philip activated Blade mode! The world around him slowed down to an almost halt.'

'He pressed the trigger on his sword sheet, sending the blade flying towards the man's face.'

'The speed was such that the man didn't even have the time to react before his nose was smashed in by the sword handle.'

/BANG!/

/CRACK!/

/FWUSH!/

'After the handle smashed his nose, the man pressed the trigger of his gun, but the bullet flew far away from Philip since he had long taken a step forward, grabbing the sword in the air, and slashing downwards, cutting the guy's arm.'

/Fwush!

'He did not stop there as he immediately slashed again and beheaded the man.'

/ALERT! ALERT!/

'But his actions this time weren't silent, the trigger of his sword sheet was as loud as a gun.'

"Sneak time is over, time to go guns blazing."

'Philip grabbed the gun on the ground and ran out of the room, shooting 3 more goons that were running in his direction.'

"I GOT YOU!" Screamed someone behind Philip

/BANG!/

'Philip activated Blade mode, and he immediately saw the bullet slowly making its way towards him inch by inch.'

I… I can see it, I can cut it!

'He smiled and took a step forward, evading the bullet and slashing his sword downwards, cutting the guy's arms.'

"AHHHHH!"

/Cut!/

'Philip slashed his sword once more, ending the man's screams for good.'

"Phew… Perhaps I underestimated my own capabilities, I didn't expect to move fast enough to evade a bullet."

Even if someone has a gun on my head, I am more than fast enough to move away from it... Okay, currently I am barely fast enough for that, we are talking about the realm of 'fewer than 0.1 seconds'.

To someone who got this class not so long ago, this is a feat worth of legends, even if my body was already physically fit for this.

The time it takes for someone to react to me moving and for their brain to send a signal back for them to press the trigger is slower than me moving. This adds to around 0.05 seconds... If it was me with my full stats, it would've been easy.

But I can understand now why Sam didn't use guns, he really didn't need them.

If I master Blade mode, to a point where I can use it for long periods of time, I will be able to fight against guns easily.

But right now…

'Philip took a deep breath, the exhaustion caused by using blade mode was high but not as high as when he first used it.'

/Step step step…/

'The sound of multiple footsteps could be heard coming from the corridors, Philip smiled and sheeted his sword, ready to draw it…'

…

'In the middle of the warehouse, a large red metal container could be seen, around it were several other smaller boxes and a few guards running around the place.'

'On the side next to one of the walls was a small tower overlooking the place, by climbing a series of stairs one would enter a room whose windows were completely black from the outside.'

'Inside the room were two people. One was Philip's target, a man with a luxurious coat, while the other one looked to be an old man with a scar on his forehead.'

"What is happening right now? Why is everyone running around the place?" Asked the old man

'Philip's target took out a small radio and heard the report from one of his men.'

"A BUNCH OF INCOMPETENT FOOLS!"

'He said a few more things on his radio before he turned it off and sat down on his chair again.'

"...My apologies but it seems there are intruders, let us wait for my men to take care of it before resuming our trade. Ah, don't worry, this tower is reinforced with state-of-the-art technology, it can resist even a tank shell."

'The old man nodded, but his expression sharpened.'

"But how did the intruders get inside? How many are out there?"

"That's the problem, I just received a call saying that we had a breach in the perimeter walls, all guards on their way were murdered, and their entry point has yet to be determined since the camera feed doesn't show anything."

"Their number is unknown since apart from a loud bang a minute ago there were no more sounds, meaning, my guards have been eliminated before they even had the time to retaliate."

'This confused the old man.'

"Gunshot? It seems the soundproofing is really as good as you bragged about."

"Of course, as we wait, let us…"

'His radio started to buzz again.'

"Excuse me for a moment Mr. Igor… Did you get them?... What? Repeat that… You lost contact with… Everyone?! Did they mess with our radio system?!... They didn't? SO WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!?"

'As he said that, he got up from his chair in anger and looked at the window, and what he saw both confused and terrified him.'

"What is going on!"

'Igor got curious, so he also got up from his chair. What he saw also made his jaw drop.'

'It was a man with nothing but an exoskeleton and a sword, but despite that, he was mowing through the armed thugs as if they were made of jelly.'

'He used his environment as he jumped around and moved with unbelievable speed and cut through metal with his sword, he even deflected some of the bullets if necessary.'

/FWUSH!/

'The swordsman cut through the body of yet another thug, but this time, no one else came after him, because there was no one left.'

'Smiling, he turned to face the dark windows of the tower, Igor and the other man felt as if the swordsman was looking directly at them.'

'To this action, Igor opened his mouth and said:'

"That is… A super-soldier."

But why right here, right now?

Interesting…

"A super soldier? Like the rising androids?"

'In recent years, with the advancement of technology, powerful prosthetics are already available. A soldier lost his arms? It's ok, change them for prosthetics that can not only give him the strength to rip a car in half but also insane precision to aim any gun.'

"No, it's something beyond that, although they are mostly in development, in some places around the world, children are being trained from their infancy with all sorts of combat arts, and as they grow older, their frail limbs are changed for State-of-the-art prosthetic technology."

"This results in incredible soldiers capable of doing things bulky machines can't ever dream to accomplish, especially in the field of assassinations."

The next step after the Metal Gear revolution, a new way of doing War...

"But as I said, they should've been mostly in development with the ones in operation being prototypes, the only ones in operation would be those under special governmental forces who are ahead of time in this field…"

'As the old man finished talking, his eyes narrowed.'

'Philip's target was agape as he heard this revelation. He knew some of the rumors since it was his field of work, but he did not expect to meet one here.'

'Little did he know Philip was completely Human without any cybernetics enhancements.'

"There is no more time, I'll allow you to activate it." Said Igor

I want to see how he performs.

"What?! Inside this place?"

"And what of it? Didn't you say this place was explosion-proof or was that a lie? Instead of waiting for the soldier to make its way to us, I prefer taking action."

'The man stayed in silence before he took out a small tablet on the table and started to operate it…'

…

'Philip on the other hand quickly analyzed the warehouse. He listened to the radio communicators of the dead soldiers on the ground.'

"..."

No more enemies can be seen, and the others outside are too afraid to get inside.

If that's the case, my target can only be…

'Philip raised his head towards the tower and smiled.'

Over there…

Hum… I can't bring that tower down, its pillars are too thick for me to cut.

'Philip moved his sword, shaking the blood on it onto the ground as he made his way to the stairs.'

/Tremble…/

'But behind him, the large red box started to tremble as white smoke started to be released from inside it.'

"... You gotta be fucking with me."

'As he turned around, he saw a machine emerge from the cold mist.'

'It was a glossy black mech with a rather simple model of 4 thick legs supporting a main squarish hull with several add-ons such as large machine guns and what seemed to be a cannon…'

"Metal gear?!"

/BEEP!/

'With red light flashing around it, the machine slowly turned towards Philip and said:'

"Target, locked."

'Knowing it wasn't a good idea to stay in an open field with a war machine, Philip ran towards his closest cover, the tower's pillars.'

/BANG! BANG! BANG!/

'Within a second, the Metal Gear started gunning down at Philip with its machine guns.'

/Clang! clang!/

'As he ran, Philip used blade mode to deflect as many bullets as he could and get behind cover.'

/Chung!/

'Immediately after it lost sight of him, the machine immediately opened a small compartment and a small missile was launched into the air, it did a small turn around the pillars before B-lining towards him.'

"Curses…"

/BOOM!/

'Philip pulled out his pistol and shot with high precision, detonating the missile before it got too close, but the shrapnel still got into his face, and even though he protected it with his arm, it still did a bit of damage.'

'He took out a few smoke grenades he had read and threw them out under the cover of the missile explosion.'

"Target lost. Switching to infrared vision."

'While the machine was preoccupied processing the situation, Philip ran with all his might towards it from a blind spot.'

'The machine quickly noticed him and turned its weapon system toward him, but it was a tad too late as he had already managed to go below it.'

Now or never!

'Philip drew his sword with all of his power, aiming towards the machine joints.'

/CLANG!/

'And like a dream, one of its legs was cleanly cut off!'

"Haf!"

'Philip breathed deeply and once again swung his sword, cutting yet another one of its legs.'

/BAM!/

'The Metal gear fell towards the ground as it lost two of its 4 legs. Even though it was tumbled over, Philip still did not let his hard down as he carefully got on top of it from an angle the guns couldn't get to and slashed once more.'

'This slashed was aimed right at the center of the machine, but Philip did not stop at that as he took out a small hand grenade and stuffed it inside the hole he made with his sword.'

/BOOOM!/

[A great achievement!]

[You defeated a non-manned Metal gear with nothing but a sword and a Human body]

[You have gained the Skill, Sword Flash Lv0]

[Sword Flash Lv0

Description:

Your sword leaves behind a trail of light that disorients enemies.

The intensity and length of the trail are based on the Skill level.

Activate it to change the direction of your sword, the degree of change is tied to how fast the sword is moving and your overall strength.

…

]

'Philip had a big smile on his face as he read the notifications.'

'All of this was witnessed by the two on the tower, how the man defeated a Metal Gear on his own.'

"He… Shit! Now is not the time for this!" Said Philip's target as he took out a gun and got ready to gun him down as soon as he opened the door

'Despite it being locked, he had no doubts he would be able to cut through it by looking at what he just did.'

'The old man on the other hand just looked at the door with a serious expression, not doing anything to protect himself.'

/Tic… Tac…/

'The clock ticked as time passed, and with each second passing, the man felt himself getting close to the end.'

"?!"

'Suddenly, a red sword pierced through the door leaving a large diagonal cut through one end to the other.'

/BANG BANG BANG!/

"AHHH! DIE!"

'The man, in a fit of rage and fear, started to gun down the door nonstop.'

'But amidst the fear he forgot the door was explosion proof… Those bullets aren't going anywhere…'

"Sigh…"

His worth ends here.

'As he looked at the man's pathetic behavior, Igor drew out his own gun, an old-style magnum, and shot his brains out!'

/Thud…/

'The blast-resistant door crumbled into pieces as Philip made his way inside. He immediately noticed the strange sight of his target and an old man holding the fuming magnum.'

"Now, this is interesting." He said as he chuckled

[You completed your second contract!]

[All of your Class related skills gained an average amount of proficiency]

[Rodrigues New Shadow School Technique Lv7 -> Lv 8]

[Sword Flash Lv0 -> Lv 2]

Just these two? Well, it's still better than none.

'He looked at the old man but didn't recognize him, a quick face scan revealed nothing, there was no match to any of his targets.'

"So, what do we have here?" Asked Philip to the old man Igor

"Nothing much, I just killed this fool before he killed me. "

'The old man dropped his Magnum on the ground and raised his hands as he said that.'

'Philip raised an eyebrow, and asked:'

"Huh? How does that change anything?"

"How does it, you ask? Because I have a preposition, and I believe leaving me alive is worth more than the trouble taking it away would cause.."

'What the old man said surprised Philip, so he continued to listen.'

/Fwush…/

'The old man suddenly removed his shirt, revealing a body heavily modified by prosthetics. Several tubes could be seen passing through his skin and even his heart could be seen beating through a translucent plate.'

"Do you understand what you are looking at? Young man?"

"Hum… Can't say that I do elder, care to enlighten me?" Said Philip ironically

"This is the result of getting hit by an antimatter sniper bullet, 80% of my intestines disintegrated and many more organs suffered irreparable damage."

'Philip looked at all of this with interest.'

"But the most important thing is this small square box below my heart… Can you see it?"

"This is a medium-range Class 2 explosive that…"

'But Philip immediately cut Igor short.'

"Let me guess, if I kill you now, it will explode and turn everything to dust?"

'Igor smiled and said sarcastically.'

"The perks of being a war veteran."

"I can just kill you from a long-distance though?"

"That won't change anything as I am an official military personnel, of course, if you don't mind being chased around Brazil then you can kill me, that small device on your face won't change anything."

"Would anything change if I leave you alive?"

"Ah of course it will, after all, I have a deal... How about we work together? I won't ask from which organization you are from, but as you can currently see, this beautiful country is plagued with these wrenches."

"... Are you taking me as a hitman for hire?"

"Not at all, I only want to know, what you think. Based on what you did today, I see that our interests don't clash."

"Don't clash? What about your precious Mech down there?"

"You really think the military needs such things? I am only here to keep tabs on the illegal trade of guns in our country…"

'Suddenly, Philip noticed dozens of small mechs fall through the ceiling, followed by the sound of gunshots and soldiers descending from the ceiling using ropes.'

'Igor put his right hand forward and said:'

"I once again ask, would you like to work with me Mr. Samuel… Ah, pardon me, you aren't Samuel."

'Philip was startled when he heard what the old man said, but he quickly thought the old man must've used a similar method as to what he used, database search, so he just smiled and said:'

"That's right, I am just borrowing his ID."

'To this, the old man said:'

"It doesn't matter who you are anyway, be it Samuel or someone else. My name is Igor Monte, and I will ask again, would you like to cooperate? Otherwise, you are free to put a bullet in my skull, the rest is up to fate."

"..."

This old man… Was he planning on pulling my target's leg from the beginning? Otherwise, how could he have moved these troops so fast?

What did Samuel choose in this situation? Did he just cut the old man down before the soldiers arrived and left? Or did the timeline change?

Although it was never properly explained, to begin with…

And this is not technically bad, I won't be staying in this place for long so I don't need to worry about outgrowing my usefulness and becoming a future target of 'cleaning'.

However, this doesn't mean I trust him. He could be just complying so he can capture me to study me later, no matter what, I need to remain as far away from him as I can.

And for now, complying is better than confronting these forces and being chased around later…

"I want a guarantee." Said Philip

'The old man smiled.'

"I can't give you much, but I can give you a copy of this conversation, do you think that's enough of a card for you to have against me?"

[Files received, download them?]

Not yet.

'Hearing this Philip grabbed his hand.'

"Just call me Philip."

"It's great that you agree."

'A few seconds later, a few soldiers got inside the room and saluted the old man, they did not ask anything about Philip, and instead reported what they found and their current state.'

'Without saying much, the old man asked for Philip to follow him towards his car where he gave him a small list of targets.'

"..."

He's fast… Technology sure is convenient.

"This is just a preliminary list, as for the rewards, you can ask for anything within reason. I won't limit your freedom but be sure to warn us about your movements since some of the targets are within the civilian domain and we would like to limit casualties and panic."

"..."

'Philip on the other hand, read the list. Seeing that most of his targets were within the list made him smile.'

'For the remainder of the ride, Philip discussed more with igor about their deal.'

'And they eventually agreed on something.'

'A few minutes later, Philip was left at the entrance to his hotel while old man Igor left with a small smile on his face.'

"Time to move."

No matter what, if I am in a relationship with them or not, I have no wish to be tracked, at least not easily.

But I like this, this deal will make some things simpler for me, I just need to keep my guard up.

'Philip got inside the hotel, the receptionist ignored his attire and welcomed him, she saw many such things through her career, she knew when to shut up.'

'Happy for a bath, Philip got into his room and shut the door with a click…'

…

/2 weeks later…/

'Not much changed in 2 weeks. Philip still had his red sword in his hands, his face was still the same, but he changed his exoskeleton.'

'During these 2 weeks, Philip worked to the bone as literally every day he hunted someone down.'

'Hidden drug facility? Destroyed. Cartels? Eliminated. Illegal arms dealer? Crossed.'

'With the help of the military intelligence network, Philip easily found his targets and exterminated them one by one.'

'As a reward for his services, Philip changed his gear slightly. He acquired a high-Class Exoskeleton and an upgraded sword sheath for even more damage and speed.'

'In the meantime, he studied and incorporated many more martial arts into his arsenal. Overall, Philip was always doing something, be it studying or training.'

'And his training bore fruit.'

[Name: Philip Vinten

Class: Descendant of the Jetstream

Abilities:

Rodrigues Perfected Shadow Technique Lv6 (Passive)

Inhuman Martial arts(Incomplete) Lv3 (Passive)

Steel Flash Lv4 (Active)

Bisect LvMax (15) (Passive)

Bionics Lv5 (Passive)

Electronic Lv4 (Passive)

Mechanic Lv 4 (Passive)

Skills:

Blade Mode LvMax (15) (Active)

Explosive draw LvMax (10) (Active)

Sword Flash Lv12 (Hybrid)

Momentum Lv 9 (Hybrid)

Critical Strike Lv2 (Active)

Traits:

Strengthened Body

Sword Heart

Inventory (+)

]

'Looking at his stats made Philip both proud and remorseful. He fully understood and would never undervalue his efforts, but at the same time, he recognized his own limitations.'

As I trained and gained proficiency through the missions, it came to me that my body was limiting my own progress.

'It first came when he mastered the New Shadow technique and perfected it, the only reason this was possible was due to the bonus proficiency he got from his assassinations missions.'

'Because of his frail body, he can't even get close to performing these moves to their fullest potential, same goes for his martial arts and Steel Flash. He only managed to level it up due to the continuous contracts. But he can perform it to a certain degree thanks to his exoskeleton.'

'Philip also gained a few more abilities as time passed, some were from his missions while the others were from training and practice, like 'Bisect' he got from cutting limbs too much, and 'Critical strike' that he got using a similar way as to his first Class.'

'Even a few manufacturing abilities he got from fixing and cleaning his gear…'

"Mr. Philip, we've arrived."

'Philip's thoughts were cut short by his driver.'

'He turned his head and looked at the road on the other side of the window, in front of him was now a massive and luxurious skyscraper.'

"..."

Time to end this and continue my journey.

'The driver opened the door for him and helped him carry his giant suitcase, he successfully lifted it despite its weight, showing that he must've had some sort of cybernetic enhancement.'

…

'The entrance of the skyscraper was as luxurious as it could be, and Philip even felt a bit out of place as he looked at the rich people going around the place.'

'This excessive extravagance didn't really suit Philip's way of life, who despite enjoying having money, he preferred to keep things simpler. And to be honest, Philip's current look wasn't exactly ideal.'

'His new Exoskeleton was relatively thin, but when it was combined with his fit body and his tuxedo, it made him look like a bodybuilder.'

Ignoring the looks, Philip talked with the receptionist where a girl led him to an elevator and to his room on the 43rd floor. This place wasn't only a hotel, but also a casino, a restaurant, and even an auction house…'

'As to the reason why no one checked his suitcase... The many perks of being backed by an influential force.'

/Clack!/

'Philip closed the door after bidding farewell to his driver.'

'He put his suitcase on the bed and opened it, revealing several gadgets, a sword sheath, and a rifle.'

"They told me to minimize civilian deaths, but ever since I came to this world, I didn't hurt a single one. My targets died way too fast for this to even happen."

'Philip opened a small datapad and downloaded the information from the spies scattered around the building.'

"Oh? VIP room number… Okay, just a few floors above me."

'His target, the one who killed Sam's father, the betrayer.'

'The reason behind his death was due to an old conflict between Sam's dad and a cartel leader who enticed the disciple to kill his own master for self profit.'

'Philip already killed everyone from the cartel side and now, only the disciple remained.'

"He is now relaxing at the VIP room, probably with some bitches, completely ignorant of the fact that his backer is already with his maker. And that he is the next one."

Is there even a God in this world? That would be interesting to find out, what he would think of my existence? But then again, I think I am in a simulation? A dream of some sort...

'Philip shook his head, focused on his task.'

The Class mission says that I need to eliminate him using only a sword and that is what I am going to do.

As to how I am going to get into his room in the first place?

'Philip smiled. Putting on a dark coat around his body to hide his tools and sword as he left his room.'

…

'Philip walked fast through the corridors and soon he got in front of the elevator leading towards the VIP section.'

'The VIP section was obviously separated from the 'normal' section, so only through an appropriated elevator would someone be able to get to it.'

"Ah! Glad to see you here Mr. P!"

'Philip was approached by a slightly fat man in a suit, his ticket to the VIP section.'

…

'Philip and the fat man could now be seen alone inside a luxurious elevator with a beautiful view of the city as it made its way up.'

"Remember, no extra casualties." Said the fat man to Philip

"Sheesh, I know, and besides, ever since I started this, have I ever committed such a mistake?"

"I already heard this story several times these past few days, I don't doubt you but this time is different! There will be civilians around the target... Important civilians, just try to avoid a conflict if possible."

"..."

Ironic...

"I know I know, this building is expensive, and tarnishing its reputation would be rather bad. I will keep things quiet."

/DING!/

'The fat man nodded as the elevator stopped.'

"Then I wish you good luck." He said as the elevators door closed behind Philip

"... Time to shine."

…

'The VIP section was like you imagined it to be, it went all the way from floors 65 to 75 and it included everything that could be found on the previous floors and a bit more.'

'That was why Philip was asked to keep things quiet, all around him were influential people and if anything happened to them, the consequences would be big!'

'Not like he cared though, to Philip whatever happened to this world after he left was completely and utterly unrelated to him.'

'However, Philip always aimed at the possibility of extra rewards.'

…

"Number 061… 063… 067… Here it is, 069."

'Philip looked around him and saw no one, so he put his ears on the door and tried to listen to whatever was happening inside.'

No sounds? Figured, all of these rooms are soundproofed and protected from cyber attacks as well.

The door is also very strong, it is made to resist even a small explosion…

Having that in mind…

/Swush!/

'Philip swung his sword thrice, cutting open a triangular hole on the door.'

"Haaa… Haaa…"

"..."

'The moment he cut open a hole, moaning could be heard from inside the room.'

Every time… Sigh... Why are people so horny?

Or is this an innate talent of Humans?

'Shaking his head in disapproval, Philip stepped inside, and he immediately felt the smell of drugs.'

What the fuck are they smoking in here?

'Philip took a few more steps inside the large room, and he eventually arrived at the source of the sound, a man on top of a woman doing the deed nonstop.'

"..."

Anal? My dude...

'All around the ground were toys and pieces of clothes, and this didn't seem to be his first time today as three more girls could be seen on the bed with something white between their legs…'

"..."

'Philip rolled his eyes, as he walked closer and closer towards the man.'

/SLAP!/

"Ahhhh!" Moaned the girl as the man slapped her ass

"Try harder, I can barely see a mark." Said Philip with an ironic smile

"WHO?!"

'The man screamed at the exact moment when heard the unfamiliar male voice, the girl on the other hand, turned her head around as she gazed at Philip with an unpleasant look.'

"..."

What's with the look bitch?

'The man pulled his cock out and Philip almost laughed.'

"Damn bro, half of your cock is plastic, are you so incompetent that you had to turn your cock into a dildo to please girls?"

'But the guy wasn't really vibing with his jokes.'

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" He said as he went to the side and grabbed a gun from inside a desk, startling the girl a lot, she did not expect a gun to be so close to her all this time

'The other girls also reacted a little due to the noise, but only one started to get up.'

"I don't think you remember me, but perhaps you remember this sword."

'As he said that, Philip showed the red blade to him, but he did not remove the blade from its sheath.'

'The moment he saw it his expression twisted as he thought of the past, but he soon smiled with a mocking expression.'

"This blade… Ah, I see it now. How pathetic, that brat I left alive came back to bite me in the ass huh? But... You don't look like him, so let me guess? Revenge for your master's father? Ha! How old school."

'The man laughed as he moved his pistol around, thinking he was safe just because Philip was over 5 meters away from him.'

"Man… This was fun, but being honest, you should've just stabbed me while you could and not tried being a smartass. Oh-oh! In fact, where is Samuel right now? Did he hit the bucket or something?"

"..."

"You aren't a man of many words…"

/BANG!/

'The man immediately pressed on the trigger of his pistol, aiming towards Philip's head.'

"KYAAAA!"

'The loud sound startled the girls who immediately woke up in shock, fear, and screams.'

'But the most shocked one was the man with the gun.'

"So? What is it? Cat got your tongue? Did you finish with your last words? I have some things to do."

'Philip, with his sword now drawn looked at the man as the fragments of the bullet he cut fell on the ground behind him.'

"Are you… One of those disgusting Cyborgs?"

"Disgusting?... Ah, I forgot most people still hold a lot of contempt towards people who perform cyborg enhancements… But unfortunately for you, I am just too fucking badass."

'With this, Philip suddenly stepped forward, closing the 5-meter gap in an instant, and swung his sword donwards at an incredible speed towards the man's skull.'

/Fwush!/

'A red flash was left behind as the sword cut through the air, slowly dissipating as time passed.'

/Cling!/

'Philip sheathed his sword and turned around with a smile.'

'The seconds passed and the girls started to calm down as they called the security, one of them looked at the frozen man and touched him in confusion.'

/Splurge…/

'The moment she did so, the man's body divided into two, falling into opposite directions.'

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"KYAAAAAAA!"

'As he left the room, he heard the sounds of the girls' shrieks, but his attention was somewhere else…'

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