IR-1.1-Busho Wo Kogeki Suru (I)

He arrived without warning, and he destroyed with the speed of a madman. Within ten seconds, the entirety of Asia was destroyed, the only remaining signs of its existence being the thing that destroyed it, and the man who rode atop it.

We all considered him a spiteful god, but he was quick to correct with violence and rage.

"You filthy men...I am the Warlord!"
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I've always been a coward. There's no doubt about that. Everyone who knew me was far from surprised when my only suggestion of survival I gave was to run away, but...what the hell else could I say? No one, especially not me, was capable of really fighting that thing. The military tried and now they're begging for peace. Of course, there's no way in hell that'll go anywhere. It's too late, if we ever had a chance anyways. The world's over. The realization sends me to my ass crying.

Man, I wish there weren't so many people here. I know it's a skyscraper and we're locked in and everything, but even I'd like to have some dignity while the world's ending, please. I sniffle as people stare at me either with pity or resentment. 'It's people like you that hold everyone back. I'm sure that's what they're thinking. Not that it matters now. I could care less about soon to be dead assholes with no sympathy.' I grind my teeth with dissatisfaction. It... really would have been nice to prove them wrong, though. At least a little. Make me feel better before fading into a dark stretch of nothingness.

I guess losers like me can't ask for much though...hang on...oh fuck, that's a giant bug.

I choke on my snot as the bug smashes through the skyscrapers window. It's thousands of feet claw through the air, shredding everyone and everything to bits. A centipede. I'm going to be killed by a fucking centipede. What kind of painfully cruel bullshit is this? I'm seriously going to fucking cry and shit myself, God damnit! I bite my tongue as the things disgusting face reaches into the building, ready to pull itself inside and trample everyone to death. This is seriously it. Oh no.

"Help!" I hear some kid crying for help, his voice drawing the things attention. I feel something like hope brimming in my chest. Yes, that's it, kill the little bastard

"I feel the door starting to break, come on!" To my right, the sound of people slamming against the locked door makes me feel even better. I'm going to do it, I'm going to...oh. No, I guess I'm not. As I watch the boy fly through the air after I masterfully throw him, I watch his eyes stare into mine with a mix of gratefulness and fear. I know I have to say something. I let loose the only words that come to mind. 

"Abadaaddsads-" And then I'm ripped to pieces swiftly and agonizingly.

The End.
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Well, okay, there's a little more to it than that. Or at least, now there is.

Tell me, have you ever heard of reincarnation?