Reborn: Rise of the Greatest Summoner

Patrick was a Grade F Elementalist who worked as a mercenary.

As one of the many grunt Grade F mercenaries of the Mercenary Online Organization, he made a living by taking on different common mercenary missions.

All his missions were taken in and around the Pakklaton Shelter.

Through the money that he got from his missions, he took care of his family, his beautiful wife and his 3 little daughters. Like most other ordinary superhumans at the bottom of the ladder like him, he was satisfied with his life.

Since he didn't have the talent to become stronger, he was content and didn't have much ambitions apart from taking care of his family.

He aimed to save enough money in preparation for his retirement so that after retirement, he could settle down and spend the rest of his life with his family.

Life was not always so straightforward though, today proved it.

The rumors swept everywhere like an unstoppable plague, when he heard that the Clown Society became more high-profile all of a sudden and struck, leading to the fall of the indomitable Pugilist Academy, he didn't believe it at first.

It was when the chaos came in full that he was forced to believe it.

Everything happened so planned and chronologically that he was horrified, everything unfolded in such a manner that it felt directly out of a script.

The familiar shelter where he grew up became alien to him all of a sudden. Gangs coming out of their shitholes to fight and cause chaos, the killing, the theft, the robberies, all the vices turned Pakklaton Shelter into something else entirely.

Despite the fact that the regional base of the Pugilist Academy was flattened, the Elementalist and Summoner Academies at least remained in power.

With their incredible power, they managed to curb the chaos a bit but it did not last long, the 2nd rumors that came changed everything completely.

"King Tom is dead?"

Patrick was asking this question for the umpteenth time in the last few minutes, his disbelief was what everyone else who heard the news felt.

The news of King Tom's death hit with the impact of a meteorite.

Today seemed determined to keep on blasting them with mind-blowing news. Though none of them wanted to believe it, the reactions of the Elementalist and Summoner Academies more or less confirmed it.

Also, the royal family would never allow such blatant rumors if it was not the truth, Patrick felt like a bomb literally just exploded in his brain.

Unlike his comrades though, he reacted faster.

For a long time, the Clown Society preached about the order of chaos. Despite the order in it, Patrick knew what chaos meant, he had an idea of what would follow since Planet Darvis as a whole was just plunged into chaos.

Until a new King occupied the throne, the planet would spiral out of control.

Without hesitation, Patrick rushed home. On his way home, true chaos overwhelmed any sense of order in the Pakklaton Shelter, the vices were unleashed. Pakklaton Shelter seemed to turn into an outlaw shelter.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amid the explosions, Patrick got home to see his family huddled up inside. This man heaved a sigh of relieve as he urged them.

"Fast! We're leaving!"

"Papa, what is happening?" His youngest girl questioned innocently.

Patrick rushed towards his jewel as he hugged her affectionately before rubbing his hand on her hair. "Nothing sweetheart, but we need to leave".

"The Governor…" Patrick wanted to lie to his daughter but he couldn't arrive at anything good.

He looked towards his wife for help who understood.

"Rose, come on, the royal family ordered another evacuation drill to train us in the event of another monster tide in the future".

"Oh!" Rose sounded visibly surprised.

"Ok". Her reply was much more enthusiastic.

With this little white lie, Patrick was able to organize his family in no time as they left. They barely left the house when a gigantic boulder descended, completely flattening their apartment as their eyes widened.

Patrick covered Rose's eyes. "This way, follow me!"

Patrick panicked but he forced himself to calm down as he led his family away. To keep his family safe, he was ready to stay brave as the man of the house.

All around him was utter chaos and crime.

Those that had been hiding enmity for a long time used this opportunity to vent their frustrations. Since there was no more order, no government would hold them liable for murder in the future because of what they did.

Patrick saw his neighbor murder another neighbor's only 2 kids.

"You piss of sh*t, your mistake killed my only son!" The middle-aged woman yelled hatefully.

"Now we're even!"

"Ahhhh…!" The mother of the 2 kids literally went crazy as she looked down at the blood-stained bodies of her 2 kids.

She lost all rationality as she grabbed the nearest heavy tool and charged at her neighbor, both neighbors clashed as blood flowed.

A minute later, one of them was lying in a pool of her own blood while the other was left heavily injured, she would not survive.

Patrick looked at another end only to see more chaos. A group of teenage boys cornered a beautiful young girl who seemed to have been separated from her family, without hesitation, these criminals stripped the girl.

Out there in the open, they fulfilled their erotic fantasies as they r*ped the girl in broad-day light, Patrick covered Rose's eyes.

These were just the ones that he saw, amid the explosions, the screams, Patrick was sure that even more atrocities were being committed in the dark.

He could no longer recognize his neighbors, this was true human nature.

All that they needed was for order to disappear for the true natures of these humans to be displayed, humans were innately chaotic and destructive.

"Hey, beautiful b*tch, come here!"

A rough hand grabbed Patrick's eldest daughter the next moment as this man's eyes brazenly scrutinized the young but mature body of this girl.

He grinned as he saw the 2 developed twin oranges at her front. "You'll do just right".

"Stop…!" Patrick's wife yelled helplessly.

On turning back to look, Patrick felt his blood run cold.

Having witnessed it happen to other girls, the thought of his own daughter being r*aped turned a nut in his head. Patrick didn't even think, he acted.

"Elementalist Ability: Fire Needle!"

Whoosh!

The man could not stop it, the fiery needle directly stabbed through his head as blood flowed. The man staggered before falling down dead.

Horror appeared in Patrick's face as he realized what he just did.

"I…, I killed a civilian…"

His wife comforted him. "We need to leave".

"Y-yes, we need to leave". Patrick stuttered as he held Rose tighter.

Holding his daughter, he was able to set his priorities straight again as he led them out of the shelter. On the way, apart from witnessing more crime and chaos, he also had to kill 3 more civilians before he made his way out of the shelter.

With blood-stained hands, Patrick turned back to look at the shelter.

Pakklaton Shelter was already engulfed by fire.

This Grade F Elementalist looked down at his shaking hands. "This…?"

"Is this the order of chaos?"

He asked but no one answered, the flames of the burning shelter answered him, this was the order of chaos.

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