The Last NINJA(On-Going)

Chapter 11- Simulation

For the best experience,

Keep a Water Bottle nearby(Things are gonna become messy)

Soundtrack of the Chapter (SOTC): ApeTitan by Hiroyuki Sawano.
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"You are going to die! You Bitch!", Yelled a man who looked like a Giant. He grinned with a face that made his bloodlust clear.

He held a Mace befitting his size. The Mace was covered in blood with the blood of everyone now lying still on the floor. Innocents who had done nothing, who just tried to protect what was theirs.

The Giant's face was covered in wounds, scars and blood. His deformed nose and missing teeth were enough proof that he survived many fights. His Broad Forehead wore the blood of many people.

The Head of the Invaders was in no way a healthy man. His belly jiggled as he moved, his neck barely visible with all the fat that was accumulated. His head was big enough to replace the Spherical end of his Mace. His hair was in a neat bun and his beard was shaggy. His arms were big enough to be used as Clubs.

There were all sorts of rumours spreading about him. Saying that he would wash his hair in the blood of his victims. That he would drink a mixture of Wine and Blood. That he ate the flesh of those who tried to abandon his army.

I need to make him lose composure.

"Why dont you come here and kill me? Are you all-talk? I can kill you with a single hand." I said.

I threw away the Katana that I had in my right hand.

"That too, with my left hand. DEATH IN THE HANDS OF A WOMAN. Disgraced in the Battlefield."

I kept clicking my tongue loud enough for him to hear.

"That is how people will talk about you once you die."

The Man's Pride got the better of him. He charged towards me with the Spiked Mace above his head. I dodged by jumping backwards.

The Mace was heavy and he was slow at lifting it. I swiftly dismembered his left arm. He screamed in Agony and jumped back out of the range of my sword.

What am I thinking? Ninjas are mercenaries. My mission is to help him. Why am I fighting for the Innocent? They mean nothing to me! I kill People for Money. I am no different from him! I'm Pathetic too.

My thoughts were racing at lightning's pace.

No, none of that matters right now. I need to kill him.

I regained focus and swung my blade to ward him off. He picked up the katana I had thrown away.

"You are a scaredy-cat, how did someone like you ever have the balls to rape women? Even Dead bodies, You are one horny pathetic monster." I provoked him.

He swung the katana at me. I dodged it easily. His desperation to live and his bloodloss made his movements sluggish.

He tried to strike again. I ducked and slashed at his thigh.

Tch, Not deep enough.

The bleeding for the previous wounds was enough to make him dizzy. He fell to the ground on his knees.

Let's kill him quickly and end this!
No! Let's give him a slow death for everything he has done. He needs to pay. What will even happen if I kill him? It's not like I will be paid!