It was late one night, and the sky was overcast and dark.

Young Eric climbed into his cot early, and before going to bed he drank a glass of warm milk, which his mother had prepared for him, because he had to move, and tomorrow Eric's parents were ready to sell the cow.

Growing up in Iowa, Eric heard from his parents that it used to be a very peaceful place, and although it was not easy to earn money, it was barely enough to make enough money.

Later, some mutants came to settle here, and although the water from the wells on both sides did not interfere with the river water, life was not easy.

In these troubled times, no place is completely safe, but parents who have lived through the old generations know that if they want to protect Eric's safety, then it is best to stay away from these 'transcendents'.

Even if the society is stable now, I can't say if those freaks will make a mess again.

Eric's family lives in the slums, and his parents are dentists, a craft that may have earned a lot of money in the past.

But in this day and age, it's not easy for them to make sure they have enough to eat, and Eric's parents have to pay a lot of money every month in order to pay for protection.

Eric's father was the first to propose the move, because he had seen a mutant at odds with the local gang during a medical visit.

In just a few seconds, the gang members were torn to shreds, which made him tremble.

Although those gangs will ask for money from every family, and even carry out robbery and extortion, they basically do not kill people, after all, they are only for money, and killing people will only make them earn less, and the gains outweigh the losses.

But those mutants are different, they don't seem to think of themselves as the same race as humans at all, and those who offend them almost only end up with death.

Eric's father is a good old man, and his usual personality is submissive, and he doesn't think he will offend the mutants, but he worries that his family might be harmed.

Every time these superpowers pop up, there are always incalculable 'accidental victims' - Eric's grandparents are one of them.

So for the sake of his family's safety, Eric's father just wanted to leave the place with the whole family as soon as possible.

Eric was lying on the bed, he felt like he was surrounded by a great warmth, it was the most comfortable and safe place he felt, and every time he was bullied by other children outside, he would hide under his own covers, and this feeling made him feel reassured.

His parents had promised him that if he slept well tonight, they would buy him the Daredevil toy he had always wanted when they moved tomorrow, much to Eric's delight, and he closed his eyes early, hoping that tomorrow would come soon.

But.

In the middle of the night, Eric is awakened by the screams of his parents.

There was horror in his eyes, and although Eric was much more sensible than his peers, he had never experienced anything like this.

Quickly escaping out of bed, Eric walked barefoot to the bedroom door, he didn't know what was going on outside, but he heard his father's hoarse screams, and his mother's cries.

This created a great deal of fear in his young mind.

Slowly opening the door through a crack, Eric shuddered and looked out.

The sound came from the first floor, where his parents usually lived, and on the second floor there was only Eric's own room and a small attic warehouse, and by the light on the first floor, Eric walked slowly towards the stairs.

He didn't know where he got the guts.

The door to the room was only two meters away from the stairs, and Eric didn't even know how long he had walked, only that his ears were occupied by wailing, and his body had long since stopped listening.

Coming to the top of the stairs, Eric didn't dare to go straight down, so he slowly leaned down and stuck his head out.

And what Eric saw next became a nightmare that he would never forget.

A monster covered in long hair was crushing his father under him, razor-like fangs tearing at his father's flesh, while Eric's mother fell to the side, her right arm was ripped off, and it seemed that she would not live long.

At this moment, Eric forgot to breathe for a moment, his eyes were misty, tears flowed unconsciously, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't make any sound, fear filled his heart at this moment.

He forgot how he got back to his room, and he forgot how long he had been crying under the covers.

All he knew was that after what seemed like a hundred years, the local mounted police found him and picked him up from bed.

For Eric, the Mounties are still very sympathetic, but this era is like this, no one is absolutely safe, and a background like Eric's is very common in a sense.

Due to the existence of supernatural beings, the case could not be solved, and the mounted police were unwilling to ask for trouble, so they could only choose to settle the case hastily.

However, Eric was lucky to have an old retired mounted policeman who was willing to adopt him.

Eric didn't remember what had happened that day, only that the old Rangers had taken out a blood-stained Daredevil doll from his bosom as he led him home.

It turned out that the parents had already prepared the gifts.

Since that day, Eric seems to be a different person, he no longer communicates with anyone, he no longer smiles at anyone, he closes his heart, and every day he does a high-intensity workout - revenge, which becomes the motivation for him to live.

Eric learns from the old Mounties about the murderer of his parents, a werewolf, one of the dirtiest creatures of darkness, who is said to have been wiped out by the heroes, but everyone knows that this kind of thing is always unkillable.

These monsters come from the purest form of black magic, and although it is unknown what they were like before, they are no longer 'human' at all.

Those monsters have superhuman strength, speed, and endurance, their teeth are extremely sharp, and their claws can even chop metal, and ordinary people have no way to deal with them, even the mounted police are unwilling to provoke them.

But Eric doesn't care, he has only one purpose, and that is to avenge his parents.

The cowardly, cowardly, ignorant, crying Eric of the past is dead.

Died that day, that night.

The old mounted officer was also a master of martial arts when he was young, and he knew that Eric was destined to take the road of revenge, so he avoided Eric from going to death, and in order to let Eric have a certain ability to protect himself, he began to train and instruct Eric in combat skills.

During this time, Eric also learned about the past of the old Mounties, such as the fact that he once had a daughter, but died in the battle between the heroes and the wicked, and both of them lost their families, probably because of this, the old Mounties adopted him and taught him martial arts.

Time flies.

Nineteen-year-old Eric was already a sturdy young man, having spent more than a decade honing his fighting skills and dreaming of chopping off the heads of those dark monsters with his own hands.

Eric made his own black suit, modeled after the Blade Warrior, and he hung Daredevil's doll around his waist, choosing revenge on all the dark creatures in the wasteland.

It was the funeral of the old Mountie, and perhaps knowing that his time was running out, the old Mountie called Eric to his side a day earlier.

He tells Eric that he can't remember how old he is, that he's lived long enough, that it's time for him to go find his daughter, and that the road ahead will be difficult, but he believes that Eric will overcome everything.

After saying that, the old mounted policeman fell asleep with a smile, but he never woke up from this sleep.

On this day, Eric once again experienced the pain of the death of his family.

He stood silently in front of the old horseman's grave for a long time, and when the sun was about to sink into the horizon, he moved, wrapped on his back, put on a mask, and Eric escaped into the darkness.

From today onwards, there will be no more Eric in the world, only a super killer born for revenge!

Wandering in the wasteland, Eric left his hometown for the first time, knowing that the road ahead must be full of difficulties and thorns, but he was undaunted and set out on the path of revenge.

His first kill came from a small town in the west, where he heard from a drunken mercenary that there had been a lone werewolf, and that in the middle of the night, a terrible wolf howl could be heard on the yellow sandy border.

The local rangers and mercenaries had arranged for men to surround and suppress the werewolf, but the other party's vigilance seemed to be very high, and several large number of hunts were avoided by the other party, and over time, everyone had nothing to do with him.

After learning this rumor, Eric's perennial calm heart couldn't help but be restless, you know, his parents were eaten by lone wolves, and it would be great if he could find a killer here.

After half a month of investigation and crouching, Eric finally figured out the whereabouts of the lone wolf, and in order to make this victory even greater, Eric even brought a firearm with great destructive power.

But even so, Eric found that he still underestimated these dark creatures, and the recovery power of the opponent was terrifying, and the bullet hitting the opponent's body could only make them pause their movements, and they could not even damage them.

As a last resort, Eric started hand-to-hand combat with the werewolf with his bare hands, but how could the human body be comparable to the werewolf, and soon Eric was defeated.

But I don't know if it's the favor of Lady Luck or what.

When the werewolf was about to bite Eric, he accidentally swallowed a concentrated explosive, and the violent explosion directly blew the werewolf's body into pieces, countless flesh and blood flew in the sky, as well as the skin with sticky blood.

Covered in blood, Eric lay limply on the ground, with only endless scarlet in his vision, and he knew that he had succeeded, and that he had finally taken an important step on the path of revenge.

But at the same time, he also discovered his shortcomings, although his physical strength and fighting skills are already very strong among humans, he is still too weak compared to dark creatures.

In order to kill those powerful beings, he must acquire more knowledge and look for the weaknesses of the other party, and only in this way can he act more efficiently.

However, it wasn't easy to do that, as it became difficult to learn about the magical things after the Red Skull had burned all the magical artifacts, and Eric couldn't afford to go to Dr. Doom to steal books on witchcraft, so he had to take one step at a time.

Over the course of several years, Eric wrote a notebook based on his own experiences, which was densely packed with dark creatures and monsters he had killed with his own hands over the years.

Eric not only summarizes the behavior of those creatures, but also describes in detail the means of dealing with them and their weaknesses, and these are all the information he has constantly explored in his own perception between life and death.

At the same time, because of his continuous killing in the wasteland, his reputation as a super killer is getting louder and louder.

People began to sing the praises of this hero who slaughtered monsters, and many mercenaries who licked blood on the tip of their knives were also familiar with him, because for those mercenaries, they were only facing employers and targets, but Eric was facing those terrifying monsters.

In the dark ages, people with big fists are always courteous, and this is absolutely true for Eric.

After gaining great prestige, Eric also gained his own love.

It was after a ghoul hunt that Eric dragged his tired body to the Lathia Tavern, a tavern for mercenaries that Eric was a regular visitor.

As soon as he entered, he was applauded by everyone in the tavern, and Eric took the glass handed to him by the tavernkeeper, and soon mingled with the others.

It was also on that day that he saw a woman with red hair among the mercenaries.

Eric once thought that he had only lived for revenge in this life, and for a person like him, he was not worthy of love, but he had to admit that after he saw that woman, his heart suddenly throbbed.

He fell in love with her.

The woman's name was Wyate, the leader of a small mercenary group, and although she had only only arrived, she had heard of Eric's valor, and accordingly, she had fallen in love with the hero who slain evil.

However, Eric of Mune does not know how to deal with this relationship, he has never been in contact with a woman, and he has never developed a relationship with anyone.

So in the face of Wycombe Abbey's love, Eric can only bury it deep in his heart.

Everyone knows that when a woman falls in love with someone, her actions are crazy.

Eric didn't dare to accept such a weight of love at will, let alone give Wycombe Abbey a promise casually, and after that, Eric didn't even dare to appear in front of Wycombe Abbey again.

It's hard to imagine that a hero who has hunted countless demons and monsters would be 'afraid' of a woman.

The affair between Eric and Wycombe Abbey has always been the most pleasant drunken gossip among the mercenaries, they like to see Eric, who is paralyzed, blushing when talking about Wycombe Abbey, and they also like to see Wycombe Abbey go crazy in the tavern because he can't find Eric.

These things are undoubtedly the happiest time of the day for them.

The brother who has a good relationship has also persuaded Eric that just hiding will not solve the problem, and if he wants to make the relationship clear, he must face up to this relationship.

And Eric understands this, and he decides to make everything clear to Wycombe Abbey after he settles the matter at hand himself

In Osborne, the afterglow of the setting sun slowly casts down.

The shadow of the fence gradually shifted, skimming over one slender and tall wooden pole after another.

Eric faces in the direction of the setting sun.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret

(End of chapter)