Protagonist? Antagonist? I Reject Both

In the center of the deadly forest of Country Verdantis filled with huge towering trees and a dense humid atmosphere, there lay the army barracks where cultivators trained tirelessly, with their lives hanging in the balance with every step.

While marching off the dense foliage with dense weights, the sound of jesters and mockery echoed.

"This son of a bitch had some fearsome grit."

"Traitors are something else. They have the fearsome zeal to hang onto life."

"HMMM! What can you expect from the big families who leech off the common people's blood?"

The subject of mockery was Steve Lambert, a figure often mocked and scorned by his peers, who had been labeled a traitor by others as they doubted his loyalty due to Lambert's betraying humanity and helping Vampire to enter.

Ignoring them, Steve with a blank expression kept running but in the next turn, he suddenly found himself squeezed among several others.

Amid the chaotic training grounds, Steven was pushed by several and staggered on the path. Sweat poured down his brow as he struggled to keep his balance with the weight of his fatigue dragging him down like chains.

As he stumbled forward, his fellow soldiers pushed past him without a second glance, while giving him a snort. With cruel indifference, they shoved him aside.

"AHH!"

A groan escaped with a sharp shove, Steven was sent crashing to the ground and his body collided with the hard-packed earth with a resounding thud. Pain coursed through his limbs as he lay sprawled on the ground, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Blind idiot watch where you step."

"Tsk....What an idiot! Can't even walk properly?"

At that time, a few with worried expressions stepped forward to help but seeing others glare they just fell back.

But despite his misery, most of his comrades turned a blind eye.

Their footsteps echoed hollowly as they stepped over him without a backward glance. The sound of their passing filled Steven's ears.

Groaning in pain, Steven struggled to rise, his muscles screaming in protest with every movement. But as he glanced around at the trainer who had abandoned him, a sharp murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

"Damn!Damn!"

Yet, despite the whispers and jeers that followed him like shadows, Steve had always ignored them and was on the receiving end because he always thought that this was his family's fault.

But the water was going over his head as he was starting to get bullied by every random guy. The senior officer who is responsible for turning a blind eye is ignoring everything.

"It seems, I need to fight back."He muttered, wiping the blood from his lips.

.......

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the barracks, the weary soldiers finally ceased their training.

Sweat-soaked and exhausted, they made their way back to their makeshift sleeping quarters, their muscles aching from the day's exertions.

As the soldiers settled down for the night, they started to chatter down.

"Hahaha! Did you see his face?"

"Yeah, it looks like he is holding back?"

"Nah, it's like stop bullying me or I am gonna say that to mom."

"OH!Now that you say it looks like a boy going in to complain."

"It's like Mom... Dad, I am bullied...Please save me...Hahahaha!"

Laughter spread across the place as they laughed wildly but their laugh was suddenly stopped by a faint murmur.

"But is this alright?"

"What?"

Everyone stared at the man who coughed seeing everyone's expression.

"I mean, aren't we pushing things too far."

"What do you mean by pushing things too far?"A soldier named Duke stood up with an angry expression.

"That bastard family didn't even bat an eye before selling us. Because of them do you even know how many people died? So we are just doing social service by punishing him. Do you understand?"

"We are the warriors of humanity. We stand over the rest and can do anything we want cause we are fighting to save people. So people should be obliged to us and bow their heads."

"Chill…Even if we kill him, we will be praised as heroes, not murderers."

"Yes!"

"Okay, let's sleep it was a long day.''

The dim light of lanterns cast long shadows across the room, illuminating the weary faces of the men who lay down to rest.

But as the soldiers drifted off to sleep, a sudden darkness descended upon the barracks, swallowing the feeble light of the lanterns. In the eerie silence that followed, the air was filled with the gruel sound of bestial shrieks, echoing through the forest outside.

"Huh! What's going on?"

Panic gripped the soldiers as they scrambled to their feet, their hearts pounding with fear.

The lights started to flicker one by one.

"Aaaahhhh!Where did Eren go?"

"Bart.....Holyshit...There is a ghost."

Amidst flickering soldiers went missing casting a deep fear in everyone's heart.

In the darkness, the shadows seemed to twist and writhe, concealing unseen horrors that lurked just beyond the edge of their vision.

With trembling hands, Duke reached for his weapon, his eyes darting back and forth as he searched for the source of the terrifying sounds. But as he stood, the light flickering blinded his vision, and when it appeared.

A man with blood-trailed lips with crimson eyes appears.

"AHHHHHHHH!"

Screaming in horror, Duke flinched back seeing the familiar figure.

"St... Steve...Are you angry? We were joking with you? You won't be harsh on your friends, right?"

"Sorry, I am neither Steve nor your friend....."An eerie voice scratches the air making Duke sense go unease.

"Rather I am just a traitorous bastard..."

Followed by that voice, two huge fangs emerged as Steve opened his maw wide and pounced forward.

His crimson glistened in the darkness like a ferocious monster giving Duke a heart attack he almost lost his senses but his adrenaline kicked in.

Duke turned back to flee, but a deep stabbing pain assaulted him as a sharp object stabbed his neck.

He screamed but soon even his scream was enveloped in darkness.

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