I’m the Only One with Powers in the Apocalypse – Chapter 46

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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I walked towards the alley.

“Open the fucking door!

Huh?!

You guys took everything!

Are you trying to kill everyone?!

Does this make any sense?!”

A man’s voice.

“Open the door! Open the door!”

A woman’s voice.

I turned the corner into the convenience store alley.

People were standing there, filling the narrow space. At least forty of them.

…A survivor group.

But…

…What the hell

were these people doing?

In front of someone else’s house…

Step, step.

I emerged from the alley and walked towards the boarding house.

All eyes turned to me.

They flinched as they saw me, drenched in blood from head to toe.

My face was almost entirely obscured by blood, which dripped from my hair.

I continued walking.

The chattering crowd fell silent, just staring at me.

A blood-soaked man walking towards them with swords strapped to his waist was definitely a sight to behold.

The man who had been shouting the loudest—A large, burly man, not like Hoon, but the kind of build you got from working out—stood at the front.

Judo? Maybe.

And behind him, a woman, her neck flushed, yelling for someone to open the door.

…These two were the leaders.

I could tell just by looking.

I walked towards them casually, blood dripping from my clothes.

Step, step.

Their faces were a mix of bewilderment and fear.

They looked like they had just encountered a human beast.

The large man looked tense, but he didn’t back down.

Neither did the woman.

Were they a couple?

I stopped in front of the man blocking the gate and looked at him.

He was quite tall, almost my height.

He stared back at me, unmoving, not even blinking.

…This bastard was blocking the gate…

My expression hardened.

I slowly said,

“Move.”

The large man looked me up and down.

“Who the hell are you to tell me to move? You little punk.”

His tone had changed.

It seemed he used a different tone for blood-soaked men than for ordinary people.

I chuckled and drew a sword.

Shing—”Whoa!”

The crowd gasped.

I calmly placed the tip of the sword against the man’s chest and pushed.

I had pierced hundreds of human beasts with this sword.

In a short time, it had become an extension of my arm, thanks to the constant use, day and night, and the secure grip of the Maintenance Gloves.

There was no hesitation in my movements. Fluid, natural. Calm and swift.

I hadn’t intended to attack him by surprise, but it had become a surprise attack.

I pushed the sword gently, a trickle of blood welling up from the wound.

“Ugh.”

It was sudden.

The large man hadn’t been expecting it.

He gasped, flinched, and took a step back.

I took a step forward.

“…I said move.”

I pressed the sword further.

The man stumbled back another step, then another, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he glared at me.

I stopped at the gate.

He took another step back, then glared at me, breathing heavily.

The woman looked surprised, as did the rest of the crowd.

They hadn’t expected me to suddenly draw my sword and stab him in the chest.

They looked like they were thinking, “How could this happen? In a country ruled by law?”

They still hadn’t grasped the situation.

The rule of law had died the day the apocalypse began.

These people seemed oblivious.

They were still looking at me like that.

The man pressed his hand against his chest, staring at the blood on his hand in disbelief.

He looked like he had just experienced something incredibly traumatic.

Seriously… what a joke.

I said softly, “So? What do you want? Why are you here?”

“Hey!” the woman next to him shrieked.

“Who the hell are you to stab someone?!

Who are you?!

What do you think you’re doing?!

Huh?!”

She stomped towards me, jabbing her finger in my face.

The ring on her finger glinted in the light.

Jung Eun-seo’s injured face flashed through my mind.

“Hey!

You think you’re tough just because you have a sword?!

Where do you think you are?!

How dare you stab someone, you thug!”

Only this idiot woman would yell at a blood-soaked man holding a sword.

I glanced up.

The inline skaters were peering anxiously from the window across the street.

Jung Eun-seo was among them.

I pointed my sword at the woman who was still ranting.

She flinched and stepped back.

I looked at Jung Eun-seo and asked, “Was this the woman who slapped you?”

Jung Eun-seo looked at me, then at the woman.

The crowd followed her gaze.

The woman’s face flushed crimson, then paled as she recognized Jung Eun-seo.

Jung Eun-seo nodded.

“Hey! I slapped you because you deserved it!

Whose fault is that?!

Why is this my fault?!

You were the one in the wrong!”

the woman yelled, her voice shrill.

“Shut up.”

I slashed my sword sideways, slicing through the woman’s ear.

Blood sprayed.

She flinched, then slowly turned to look at me, blood trickling down the side of her face.

She touched her ear, then stared at her blood-covered hand.

Her chubby face trembled.

“B-Blood… my… my ear…”

…She was finally quiet.

I looked at Jung Eun-seo, then pointed my sword at the woman again.

“…Should I cut off the hand that slapped you?”

Jung Eun-seo flinched, her eyes wide with shock, and shook her head vigorously.

I chuckled.

“You’re too kind. Forgiving someone after being slapped like that.”

Just then, the large man I’d stabbed in the chest grimaced and yelled,

“You little shit! What the hell do you think you’re doing?! You son of a bitch!”

I raised my sword, and he instantly fell silent.

I said, “You’re the ones causing a scene, harassing people in front of their house. Are you out of your minds?”

The man, still clutching his bleeding chest, just glared at me, speechless. He looked utterly dumbfounded.

The woman trembled, staring at the blood dripping from her ear, whimpering softly. She looked like she was about to collapse and burst into tears.

“I’ll ask again. Why are you here?”

I didn’t lower my sword.

The injured man gritted his teeth.

“…If you guys hoarded all the supplies from the supermarket, you should share with everyone else! That’s only fair!”

He turned and addressed the crowd, raising his voice.

“We’re all starving here! Don’t you agree?!

Look what they did to my wife!

And he stabbed me! These bastards!

This is unbelievable! Don’t you think so?!”

The woman, tears welling up in her eyes, glared at me and shrieked,

“You bastard! You think you can get away with this?! You little shit!”

…Why didn’t she yell louder and attract all the human beasts in the area?

…They were lucky.

Despite all the yelling, the surrounding area remained quiet.

It was a residential street, and I had already killed all the human beasts nearby, so there weren’t any to attract.

Damn it. Should I have left a few alive?

The large man yelled, “We barely survived, didn’t we?!

We survived!

But these thugs took everything from the supermarket,

and now they’re attacking us with swords!

Does this make any sense?! Don’t you agree?!”

The crowd looked back and forth between the man and me, their expressions changing.

They were finally realizing they were starving.

I chuckled.

“This is ridiculous. Seriously.”

The large man turned sharply and glared at me.

He looked angry.

Was he trying to incite the crowd to attack me?

…Let them try.

I chuckled.

“You need food?

The city is full of convenience stores, you idiots.

Why are you clinging to one supermarket

and whining about having nothing to eat?”

I pointed my sword at the crowd.

“Do you know why you’re here?

Want me to tell you?

It’s because someone cleaned out the supermarket

so those inline skaters could bring you ramen.

Someone killed over fifty of those things.

Me.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Those people gave food

to useless trash like you,

too scared to even leave your houses, and even guided you to the supermarket. And this is how you repay their kindness?

Threatening them, beating them up?

Coming to their house and yelling?”

I took a step forward. I smiled.

“Go raid a convenience store yourselves.

Kill the things inside.

But you can’t, can you?

You’re too scared. So you’re throwing a tantrum and demanding that others share what they’ve risked their lives for.

As if you’re entitled to it.”

I thrust my sword forward.

“You’re not entitled to anything. The moment you laid your hands on the people who helped you, you lost the right to even a single pack of ramen.”

The man flinched and stepped back as the sword approached.

The crowd also shifted nervously.

Even the woman with the sliced ear had shut up.

I said, “You can’t even clear out a single convenience store yourselves, and yet you come here in a mob, demanding food from the people who helped you?

Are you even human?

You’re like cockroaches swarming around garbage.”

…That was a good one.

I’d call this survivor group

the “Cockroaches” from now on.

I took another step forward.

The man took another step back.

I smiled.

“You are cockroaches.”

The crowd just stared at me, their breath catching in their throats.

Some looked scared, some defiant, and some just tense.

But they all had that same… unpleasant… look in their eyes.

I said,

“Get lost, you cockroaches.

If I see you again, I’ll cut off your heads,

one by one.”

They shifted nervously, but they didn’t leave.

I took a step toward them.

“I’ve already hunted hundreds of those human beasts.

And I’ve killed a few thugs like you too—

you cockroaches.”

I didn’t stop walking.

They slowly retreated,

then started walking backward.

I walked, and they walked.

After a few steps,

they turned and started to run.

I said,

“…If you ever show up in front of me again,

I’ll hunt you down, one by one.

Don’t let me see you again.”

The cockroaches scurried away,

the injured man and the woman with the sliced ear

glancing back at me with venomous looks.

They were gone.

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