Limits Chapter 106

After my dinner, I checked the body of the dagger user . I wanted to know whenever that guy was using just one or two dagger as the means for close combat or did he use them as hidden weapons . I also wanted to know if he would have any books on him that could broaden my knowledge about hidden weapons, stealth or daggers .

I found the daggers first as they were the most obvious . I took a detailed look and noticed they were mainly created for close combat and had no balance when it came to throwing . The daggers were also created from simple steal, not purified one . This didn't mean those daggers couldn't be thrown but that alone suggested to me that this guy was not practitioner of the Art of Hidden Weapons .

I searched his body thoroughly but didn't find any books or bags . He had a map that was worse than mine and another knife . Probably used to butcher the animals they ate . 'So if he doesn't have any specific skills, then how did they capture Shelly?' I thought . I checked the other corpses too and it looked like this group was full of noobs . They had nothing on them besides their weapons and some trinkets .

I went over to Shelly and said "How did they capture you? They had nothing on them which would allow them to do so . Their skills were also nothing compared to mine . So how did they even manage to injure you?" . Shelly started drawing something on the ground . After a while, I figured out what Shelly was trying to say . "So it is like this . You are saying, these were not the people who captured you?" to which Shelly nodded and continued drawing .

I could understand more and more when Shelly completed its drawing . "They were only responsible for transporting you to the village . The other group disappeared long ago and was much stronger" I said to which Shelly nodded . I was a bit worried now but the other group would not be able to find out so quickly . 'We can rest properly today and hit the road tomorrow morning . This way we will be fresh and even in case of ambush, we would be able to hold our ground or escape' I thought .

We went to sleep not too long after as both of us were tired . I closed my eyes and fell asleep . When I opened my eyes again, I saw the familiar dream of many dark hooded figures fighting each other . 'So my assumption was correct . I need to kill humans in order to have that dream' I thought and then focused on the duel between two dark figures who used their fists as weapons .

'I'm not confident enough to win against the dark figure with a dagger but if my strength here is the same as my strength in reality, I may be able to win against the fist user' I thought and waited for my opponent to materialise .

'I'm not confident enough to win against the dark figure with a dagger but if my strength here is the same as my strength in reality, I may be able to win against the fist user' I thought and waited for my opponent to materialise .

I didn't have to wait long because my opponent appeared out of nowhere while being equipped with fists alone . The moment the dark figure appeared, it sprinted towards me in order to attack . I stopped thinking about useless things and also ran forwards to meet my opponent .

The first exchange was quite good . I could see the dark figure's attack and evaded, but the dark figure did the same against my attack . We were matched quite well from the 1st exchange . I began to have problems after few exchanges though . The dark figure got faster and stronger as if the more time it fought the stronger it would become .

After fighting for couple of minutes, one of the punches that the dark figure threw, connected and I was blasted backwards . I was surprised myself by the strength the dark figure possessed . I couldn't hold for much longer after getting punched once and died .

When I opened my eyes, the same scene appeared . I tried fighting with my full strength from the very beginning . It was a good choice because my punch connected and the dark figure back stepped couple of times but I couldn't see any visible damage .

When I opened my eyes, the same scene appeared . I tried fighting with my full strength from the very beginning . It was a good choice because my punch connected and the dark figure back stepped couple of times but I couldn't see any visible damage .

The dark figure seemed to be unperturbed by this . I wouldn't let go of that chance so easily . I used my maximum speed and threw couple of punches at the dark figure . It tried to evade but was still too slow and received one of my punches . The dark figure again lost its balance while I rushed and used my legs to attack . The kick also connected and this time the dark figure flew through the air .

When it tried to pick itself up, I was already in front with another kick . I wouldn't give it any possibility of recovery after so many deaths in that stupid dream .

I kicked, punched and so on but the dark figure didn't seem to take any damage, it was as if it couldn't be killed . After a few minutes of fighting at my full strength, I got tired and the dark figure finally had the chance to recover . What happened next, you already know .

The weird thing was that every time I died and opened my eyes again, I was full of strength . It was as if the fight just before I died never happened . I decided to think about it later, this was not the time to be lost in thoughts . The more I fought with such a strong opponent the greater experience I would gain .
I kicked, punched and so on but the dark figure didn't seem to take any damage, it was as if it couldn't be killed . After a few minutes of fighting at my full strength, I got tired and the dark figure finally had the chance to recover . What happened next, you already know .

The weird thing was that every time I died and opened my eyes again, I was full of strength . It was as if the fight just before I died never happened . I decided to think about it later, this was not the time to be lost in thoughts . The more I fought with such a strong opponent the greater experience I would gain .

A while later, I died 20th time and when I opened my eyes, I was back in reality . Laying in the camp that the group of humans established . I wanted to stand up but I could feel something cold pressing on my neck . I looked down and it wasn't Shelly, it was a hand with a dagger pointing towards my throat . I also felt very weak but I already knew why . I used a lot of strength in that dream I had and therefore, I would need a very good breakfast in order not to die alone .

I was calm because if the person holding that dagger wanted to kill me, I would be dead already . It seems that someone from the 2nd group stayed behind or at least arrived in the morning to check on them . What he or she saw in around the camp area would be no doubt infuriating .

I tried to look to my side but the dagger was pressed harder towards my neck . I said weakly "I need to eat something . Either kill me or let me eat" . To which the person holding the dagger flinched a bit as I could feel the slight shaking in the hand holding the dagger .

There was no answer so I called out weakly "Shelly, bring me some food" but I heard no answer either . I got angry a bit and said "If you try to take Shelly again, I can promise you right now . Even if you kill me, I will return and destroy all of you . Not one guy or two . I will massacre the whole village or town that is behind you" and fell silent . After my dinner, I checked the body of the dagger user . I wanted to know whenever that guy was using just one or two dagger as the means for close combat or did he use them as hidden weapons . I also wanted to know if he would have any books on him that could broaden my knowledge about hidden weapons, stealth or daggers . I found the daggers first as they were the most obvious . I took a detailed look and noticed they were mainly created for close combat and had no balance when it came to throwing . The daggers were also created from simple steal, not purified one . This didnt mean those daggers couldnt be thrown but that alone suggested to me that this guy was not practitioner of the Art of Hidden Weapons . I searched his body thoroughly but didnt find any books or bags . He had a map that was worse than mine and another knife . Probably used to butcher the animals they ate . So if he doesnt have any specific skills, then how did they capture Shelly? I thought . I checked the other corpses too and it looked like this group was full of noobs . They had nothing on them besides their weapons and some trinkets . I went over to Shelly and said How did they capture you? They had nothing on them which would allow them to do so . Their skills were also nothing compared to mine . So how did they even manage to injure you? . Shelly started drawing something on the ground . After a while, I figured out what Shelly was trying to say . So it is like this . You are saying, these were not the people who captured you? to which Shelly nodded and continued drawing . I could understand more and more when Shelly completed its drawing . They were only responsible for transporting you to the village . The other group disappeared long ago and was much stronger I said to which Shelly nodded . I was a bit worried now but the other group would not be able to find out so quickly . We can rest properly today and hit the road tomorrow morning . This way we will be fresh and even in case of ambush, we would be able to hold our ground or escape I thought . We went to sleep not too long after as both of us were tired . I closed my eyes and fell asleep . When I opened my eyes again, I saw the familiar dream of many dark hooded figures fighting each other . So my assumption was correct . I need to kill humans in order to have that dream I thought and then focused on the duel between two dark figures who used their fists as weapons . Im not confident enough to win against the dark figure with a dagger but if my strength here is the same as my strength in reality, I may be able to win against the fist user I thought and waited for my opponent to materialise . I didnt have to wait long because my opponent appeared out of nowhere while being equipped with fists alone . The moment the dark figure appeared, it sprinted towards me in order to attack . I stopped thinking about useless things and also ran forwards to meet my opponent . The first exchange was quite good . I could see the dark figures attack and evaded, but the dark figure did the same against my attack . We were matched quite well from the 1st exchange . I began to have problems after few exchanges though . The dark figure got faster and stronger as if the more time it fought the stronger it would become . After fighting for couple of minutes, one of the punches that the dark figure threw, connected and I was blasted backwards . I was surprised myself by the strength the dark figure possessed . I couldnt hold for much longer after getting punched once and died . When I opened my eyes, the same scene appeared . I tried fighting with my full strength from the very beginning . It was a good choice because my punch connected and the dark figure back stepped couple of times but I couldnt see any visible damage . The dark figure seemed to be unperturbed by this . I wouldnt let go of that chance so easily . I used my maximum speed and threw couple of punches at the dark figure . It tried to evade but was still too slow and received one of my punches . The dark figure again lost its balance while I rushed and used my legs to attack . The kick also connected and this time the dark figure flew through the air . When it tried to pick itself up, I was already in front with another kick . I wouldnt give it any possibility of recovery after so many deaths in that stupid dream . I kicked, punched and so on but the dark figure didnt seem to take any damage, it was as if it couldnt be killed . After a few minutes of fighting at my full strength, I got tired and the dark figure finally had the chance to recover . What happened next, you already know . The weird thing was that every time I died and opened my eyes again, I was full of strength . It was as if the fight just before I died never happened . I decided to think about it later, this was not the time to be lost in thoughts . The more I fought with such a strong opponent the greater experience I would gain . A while later, I died 20th time and when I opened my eyes, I was back in reality . Laying in the camp that the group of humans established . I wanted to stand up but I could feel something cold pressing on my neck . I looked down and it wasnt Shelly, it was a hand with a dagger pointing towards my throat . I also felt very weak but I already knew why . I used a lot of strength in that dream I had and therefore, I would need a very good breakfast in order not to die alone . I was calm because if the person holding that dagger wanted to kill me, I would be dead already . It seems that someone from the 2nd group stayed behind or at least arrived in the morning to check on them . What he or she saw in around the camp area would be no doubt infuriating . I tried to look to my side but the dagger was pressed harder towards my neck . I said weakly I need to eat something . Either kill me or let me eat . To which the person holding the dagger flinched a bit as I could feel the slight shaking in the hand holding the dagger . There was no answer so I called out weakly Shelly, bring me some food but I heard no answer either . I got angry a bit and said If you try to take Shelly again, I can promise you right now . Even if you kill me, I will return and destroy all of you . Not one guy or two . I will massacre the whole village or town that is behind you and fell silent .

Chapter end