Is it Wrong to Copy Abilities in Apocalypse?

*Baam*

"Gaah!"

"Stop!"

*Bash—Crack*

"Arghhh! My hand, you bastard!"

"Just fucking stop!"

*Boom*

"Ghhh! I ain't your enemy here—

he

is!"

"Kill him!"

*Woosh*

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"Hmmm..."

Alex, sitting atop a tree branch with an arrow knocked on his bow, stared straight at the scene happening in front of him.

Pained screams and angry roars were all he could hear, and blood splattering and bones breaking were all he could see.

In front of him was nothing but a bloody scene of a single man fighting against a horde of humans trying to kill him. The most interesting thing, however, was that the man wasn't trying to kill the people who were coming with the intention of killing him; he just blocked their attacks and pushed them back with some force.

The man was Ragha, and right now, he was fighting the frenzied group of his own subordinates who were trying to be the one to land a killing blow at Ragha. And maybe they wanted to get their hands on the 5,000 coin reward as well.

But one thing was sure: they wanted to kill Ragha.

Ragha, on the other hand, was still trying to get the gist of the situation. He still wasn't aware of the reason they were doing this.

The only thing he knew was that they were doing this because of something Alex had told them.

"Least you could do is tell me why you're doin' this!"

So, with every punch he pushed toward them, intending to push them away, he would question them, hoping that the pain would wake them up from the frenzied state they were in.

"Gaaaahhhh! That mf is trying to kill us! Kill him!"

Only for them to lose their mind more and more.

None of them realized that Ragha hadn't even used his abilities yet, and all he did was push them away by punching them in areas that wouldn't kill them.

What they saw were the broken bones in some of their bodies and the fact that each one of Ragha's punches hurt like hell.

'These weak shits just won't stay down!'

Ragha, on the other hand, was having a hard time trying to control his strength in a way that he wouldn't end up killing one of them. They were weak—weak enough for him to be able to kill them with a single punch.

The highest among them was lower than level 20, and Ragha was level 30, so one couldn't blame him for the injuries to the people trying to attack him.

It was their fault for attacking him anyway.

For Alex, who was sitting on the tree, however, all of this was just like a show. He was the one who made it so, and now he was just waiting for his work to come to fruition.

<It will be over soon.>

It was then that the AI's message flashed in front of his eyes.

'I see.'

Alex nodded at its words. He knew what it was talking about; he was the one who asked it to keep note of the people's vitals in this area.

It was told to inform him as soon as it noticed a drastic rise in the human vitals, and it did so.

Now, Alex knew that things were reaching the end, and soon, things would turn out just like he wanted.

<Copy condition: -

Shatter Ragha's belief in the fact that brotherhood was still alive. Make him believe that only fist and fear ruled in the apocalypse.>

He looked at the copy condition once again before turning his head toward the group of people fighting each other, only to see a man rushing at Ragha's back with a sharp knife in his hands.

Ragha seemed oblivious to that, as he already had his hands and mind full with what was happening around him and how to stop it, but not for long...

*Pierce*

"Gaahhhh—!"

As the next second, he was pierced with the knife head, causing his movements to freeze for a second and making him groan in pain.

"—you mfing bitch!"

His fist balled up and his arms, out of instinct, wooshed right toward the guy's head, and the next second...

*Smash—Splatter*

Blood splattered over the people in the surroundings, including Ragha, who was right next to the man, whose head just got blasted into bits, freezing everyone in their spots.

Ragha was the same—he was standing still in his spot with his eyes wide open. His hand was still embedded in the half-blasted head of the man.

Half-blasted because Ragha, at the last moment, had realized what his action might result in, so he tried to stop his fist, but alas, he was a bit too late, and the man was now dead.

*Thud*

The body soon fell to the ground, but the atmosphere still remained heavy, with not a single sound coming out of the lips of any person in the surroundings.

"H-Hey, I… I didn't mean to do—N-No, it ain't like that, alri—?"

The one to break the silence was Ragha himself, but he stammered, staring at his bloodied fist, trying to justify his actions.

There was just one rule in their gang, after all: Never kill a brother. And right now, he did just that.

But as his gaze turned to the people in the surroundings, he realized something, causing his words to get stuck in his throat.

He saw the people who were coming at him in a frenzy, flinching the moment his gaze turned toward them; all of them were staring at the body on the ground and his bloodied fist.

It was then that he recalled a line said by Alex before he shot the arrow.

"There is nothing other than fear that could make people listen to you."

Yeah, they were looking at him with fear now; they had finally stopped attacking him right now—something that they weren't doing no matter how much he asked them to a moment ago.

"Why are you doing this?"

Looking at the situation, Ragha tried his luck, trying to find out the reason as to why they were doing this in the first place.

He had been asking that for a while now, only to get nothing, but as soon as he questioned right now, with his eyes fixed on a single guy, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"I-I-I didn't do it because I wanted to! I-I was forced to do it!"

He yelled in fear, crawling back, trying to move away from Ragha, but Ragha wasn't satisfied, so he turned toward another guy, causing his body to flinch.

"Is what he told the truth?"

He questioned, and the guy nodded his head repeatedly in response.

"Y-Yes!"

He exclaimed, but Ragha just frowned at that. He, for some reason, felt like they were lying, or at least trying to hide something.

It was then that he recalled the paper Alex had shot toward these guys, and he stepped forward, causing the guys to hurriedly make way for him to move, not wanting to get in a meter range from Ragha.

*Flip*

Ragha soon picked up the paper, and as he read through it, his frown deepened.

"You said you were forced to do it, didn't you?"

Ragha growled as he read the content of the paper, gritting his teeth as he knew the reason for them doing it now. They wanted the 5,000 coins reward.

"...angry for the deaths of those who wouldn't think twice if they were asked to kill you."

Another one of Alex's lines echoed through his head, causing veins to bulge on his forehead as he clenched his fist, scrapping the paper along with it.

"I asked you a goddamn question, mfs!!!"

He finally snapped, roaring as his raging eyes turned toward the people in the area.

<Copy complete.>

Alex, on the other hand, jumped down the tree, walking away from the spot as he was done with his task here.

He wanted to copy the skill, and he did exactly that; anything else was not his concern.

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