Hwang Dongsoo, the S-Rank hunter of the Scavenger Guild of America, was sweating bullets as he struggled with all his might against the foot pushing him flat on the ground.
And yet, it was all for nought, as the power behind the leg was not something that he could hope to fight, even with his rank.
"Still struggling? I guess you are not an S-Rank for nothing. It's a pity. If you were weaker, I would have given a quick and clean way to escape with your life."
The former Korean Hunter glared at the man standing beside him with his leg on his back.
But when he met he faceless Helm of the man, chills shot up his spine as terror engulfed his very being.
Hwang Dongsoo had arrived in Korea with a purpose.
To take revenge for his brother, who was killed by two punks who had no real power and only hid behind big shots.
He knew that it was a risky thing since one of his targets, Sung Jinwoo, was revealed to have an Uncle who had been given the National Rank by the Korean Hunters Association. Although that rank was not officially recognized by other countries since there had not been an opportunity to test the might of this new Hunter, unlike the rest of the National-Rankers who had shown their worth through the S-Rank raid in America, the Gate of the Dragon Kamish.
However, he never thought that he would be ambushed the moment he stepped down from his private Jet.
It happened too quickly for him to do anything.
One moment, he was sneering at his surroundings, looking down on the useless weaklings of his former country. The next moment, golden dust materialized beside him, revealing the form of a heavily armored man who caught him by the throat before teleporting to wherever this was.
What followed was pure humiliation for Hwang Dongsoo as he lay prone on the floor, unable to retaliate in any meaningful way.
Gritting his teeth in anger and fear, Hwang Dongsoo finally let go of his silence and shouted towards his captive.
"You damned bastard! You think you'll get away with this? The Scavengers Guild will not let you go!"
His face twisted into a demented grin.
"Thomas will obliterate you! You are just a weakling who got the National rank through the back door!"
By this point, Hwang Dongsoo had lost his rationality as his mind was consumed with pure rage.
That is why he ended up speaking words that would spell doom for his very soul.
The mad grin on his face twisted into something even more ugly as he tried to show off that he had done research on his targets.
"You are trying to protect your nephew like this, right? Then, let me tell you something, I've already placed a large bounty on Sung Jinwoo's head back in America, and it has already been picked up by another S-Rank hunter. It is the same for your niece. Although I have something special planned for her. HAHAHA!!"
For a few seconds, the only sound in the room was his mad laughter, but soon, he realized that something was wrong.
The older man said nothing in response to his provocations, which already felt weird, but then, the armored hunter slowly raised his hand above his head.
With a distinct hum, powerful mana that suffocated Hwang Dongsoo gathered in the palm of the armored man before manifesting a massive bolt of energy that looked as if it was made from lightning and sunlight itself.
"Your first mistake was targeting my nephew for the idiocy of your brother. Your second mistake was thinking that you were the only one who could play with the law, thanks to your rank. Your final mistake was threatening the lives of my family."
"For those crimes, I, the Chosen Undead, the Kindling of the First Flame, the Chosen of the Primordial Serpents, the Dark Lord of Humanity, the godslayer of Anor Londo and bearer of the Lord Souls, here by sentence you to oblivion."
The S-Rank Hunter did not even have the time to scream as the Sunlight Spear fell on his head, resulting in a thunderous explosion that took out the entire building they were in, reducing everything to ash.
All that was left in the aftermath was the man wearing the Elite armor of Astora, staring at the ashen ground around him as the embers gathered around his body.
But the chosen undead was not done yet.
He raised his arm forward, towards the ashes that were once an S-Rank Hunter, and exerted an eldritch power that only an undead like him could use.
Instantly, a glowing orb of energy manifested from the ashes and shot into his open palm before sinking into his body completely.
"With this, your soul, your very existence, is one with me. For all of eternity, you will be denied the judgment of Heaven and Hell, the chance of reincarnation, and the peace of oblivion."
"For all of eternity, you will become a part of my power. Your wretched skills, mine to command or distribute as I please. Your memories wiped out on my command. Your mana and soul, mine to use."
"For all of eternity, you are my b*tch, Hwang Dongsoo. Such is your punishment, just like the ancient Lords of Anor Londo, just like all of my enemies before you, just like all my enemies after you."
With those words, the chosen undead gave a rueful chuckle before looking at the destruction around him.
Already, his enhanced senses were picking up the approaching sirens of the police, the fire department, and the distinct mana signature of other hunters.
"Homeward"
With that single word, the Chosen Undead fled the scene as he faded into golden dust.
From that day forward, the S-Rank hunter, Hwang Dongsoo, would be declared missing as no trace of his existence would be found anywhere in the world, even by the famed seer of America.
All the while, the siblings for whom all this violence took place in the first place were completely unaware of what had happened, as they decided to take their uncle to a picnic and spend some time with him to relax.
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