Reincarnated as an Energy with a System

Everyone was on the ground. Everyone except Ning.

Be they old or young, man or woman, the tragedy befell all. Hundreds of people in the entire marketplace were starting to change.

Scales, fangs, horns, hooves, tusks, tails— All sorts of changes were appearing on the humans that were on the ground, screaming in pain.

Ning looked at them all with a pained expression. He wanted to help, but he had no idea what to do.

He had asked the system for help, but even helping individually would cost him a lot of energy. To save these many people, he didn't have enough.

Not only that, he needed to save the energy right now since he was low on it anyway. After making his body and creating a book for Ely, he had just a little more than a Trillion energy right now.

The screams got louder and many of the people couldn't hold out. The transformation they were going through was something so painful, that their mind would give up before their bodies could.

Even if they could hold out the pain, the changes would disrupt their Circulatory system, their nervous system, or just hard their bodies in other ways from both inside and outside.

A lot of these people were already starting to bleed on the inside and outside. Ning could see some people who were coughing up blood. Some were bleeding through all of their orifices.

Some had bones popping out of their chests from the changes and had died from that. Some had their bodies disfigured by the changes and could no longer even breathe.

Some were even opting to bash their own heads on the ground so that they could kill themselves and wouldn't have to go through this pain anymore.

Even if they didn't do that, all but a few of them were going to die anyway.

Ning was on the verge of crying from watching all of these people that he could possibly help but had chosen not to. Not because he didn't want to help, but because saving these would mean condemning almost all of the rest of the planet to a similar fate.

And that included people he loved and cared about.

"I'm sorry," Ning said to the people who couldn't hear him at all. "I failed you all. If I hadn't hesitated, you would've been fine. It's my fault, and for that I'm sorry."

Ning's face then changed from sadness to anger and determination. "But I promise you, I will take revenge in your stead," he said and disappeared.

He couldn't stay there anymore as this was a tragedy that was about to happen everywhere in the world. If he stayed here, he would have to give up on people who could still be saved, as opposed to these people who were already condemned to the worst possible scenario.

Ning regarded this move as extremely heartless, but even he needed to be one when the time called for it.

The next time he reappeared, he was once again in the midst of another large number of people. The people that were looking to explode themselves were going to do it in the midst of a great number of people.

So, if Ning ever teleported to someplace with people in it, he knew that he had almost no time to waste.

Thus, the moment he appeared here and learned who the person was, he immediately killed him and disappeared again.

He had changed from a person on a mission to save people to a person on a mission to take revenge for the people who were affected by it all.

One after another, the carriers of the many blood essences, the perfected Hybrid from what Jha'Akim called them, were all dying to Ning's blade without mercy.

Be in a man or a woman, an adult or a child, he no longer hesitated a single time. Before they could even know that Ning had teleported there, they would die by his blade.

Dozens of people died in the span of a few minutes.

He teleported once more and appeared inside another city with a large market. Except, he didn't get any information from the system.

Ning however heard the cries of pain from the people below him, surrounded by red fog.

He was a step too late. He looked at the people in the fog and could see that they were already in the process of being a hybrid, which meant they were most likely going to die.

Ning saw the fog spreading further from the marketplace and spreading around to the rest of the city where more and more people were starting to be affected.

At some point, the fog would dilute to the point where it would no longer have any effect on the people, but it didn't seem like that was going to happen soon.

At the very least, every single person in the city would for sure be affected by the blood mist.

"Shit!" Ning said out loud. He was about to float down to take away the blood fog, but he stopped.

He couldn't do that. He didn't have the time to do it at all. There were people here that he could still save, but he didn't have to luxury to do so.

He had to condemn perfectly fine people to the tragedy below him just because saving them would mean condemning billions of other people to a similar fate.

He had to make a choice, a painful choice, but he did it. He could either save these people and let hundreds of other cities suffer, or he could possibly save all those cities, but not this one.

Both of these choices felt very evil and heartless for him, but he did it. He chose the lesser of the two.

"RUN OUT OF THE CITY TO SAVE YOURSELF," Ning shouted from high in the air. Some heard him, some ignored him.

"Dammit!" Ning cried out and disappeared from the air the same way he had arrived, leaving the people in the city to possibly die, choosing to let them die.