"Do you really think you can kill my guild master?" Darwin asked Doom, a hint of disbelief in his voice.
"I assure you, it will be like killing an ant," Doom replied with unwavering confidence.
"Alright then, if you can kill my guild master, I will join you," Darwin said, retracting his axe and his fangs, his appearance returning to normal as he suppressed his vampire form.
"Good, then I guess we have a deal. I hope this will be fun," Doom said, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Anyway, what's your name?" Darwin asked.
"Well, my name is Noah, but gods call me 'Doom'," the guy said.
"Whatever. When are we killing the pr*ck?" Darwin asked impatiently.
"You must really hate your guild master. No matter, he will be dead soon enough," Doom said calmly.
Darwin, observing Doom's cool demeanor, couldn't shake the feeling that Doom was underestimating Hazel. "Don't underestimate my guild master," Darwin warned. "He is really strong."
"Don't worry, I will be just fine," Doom assured Darwin. "Let's go meet my guild members."
"Stay still," Doom instructed, holding up his hand towards Darwin. Suddenly, the forest vanished, and Darwin found himself in a completely different environment. He was standing in ruins, with a large supermarket directly ahead.
"Surprised, right?" Doom said, appearing behind him.
"How is there a supermarket here?" Darwin asked, bewildered.
"This supermarket was here before the apocalypse," Doom explained. "Come, let me show you something."
Doom led Darwin towards the supermarket. "This is where we stay," Doom said. "Staying with food is a good idea, right?"
They entered the dimly lit supermarket. Shelves lay overturned, and discarded goods littered the aisles, remnants of a time before the world changed. As they ventured deeper, a figure lunged at Darwin from the shadows. Darwin, reacting quickly, easily dodged the attack.
Summoning his axe, Darwin stood ready. The figure, a man dressed in dark, assassin-like clothing, emerged from the shadows and began to attack. However, Darwin's enhanced speed and reflexes allowed him to evade every strike.
"Enough," Doom commanded, and the attacker immediately ceased his assault. "Don't be angry with the fool. He's obsessed with being strong, but yet he is the weakest of us all," Doom said to Darwin.
"Am not the weakest! Am just holding back!" the assassin retorted. He fully revealed himself. "My name is Seth, popularly known as Death Eye. Nice to meet you," Seth said to Darwin.
"My name is Darwin. Nice to meet you," Darwin replied.
"Let's go meet the rest," Doom said, leading Darwin towards the back of the supermarket. They descended into the dimly lit basement. Darwin saw two men and a woman. The men were arm wrestling, while the woman cheered them on.
"Guys, we have a new member," Doom announced, drawing their attention to Darwin.
"Hey handsome," the woman said to Darwin with a playful smile.
"What is a small boy like him looking for here?" one of the arm wrestlers scoffed.
"Hope you are strong, kid, 'cause this is not a guild for the weak," the other man added.
Annoyed by their condescending remarks, Darwin decided to demonstrate his abilities. With a burst of speed, he vanished from his spot and reappeared behind the two men. He summoned his axe, placing the blade lightly against the neck of the one who had just spoken.
"Impressive," the man with the axe at his throat admitted. "I must admit, you definitely seem strong, but still, not strong enough."
Suddenly, before Darwin could react, his hand holding the axe was cleanly severed. Darwin was shocked, unable to perceive the attack.
"What the f*ck?" the woman exclaimed, looking at the other arm wrestler.
Darwin, knowing his regenerative capabilities, remained outwardly calm. His severed hand instantly turned to ash, and a new hand grew back in its place. The absence of sunlight in the basement allowed his vampire abilities to function fully.
"Whoa, cool!" the woman exclaimed, impressed.
"That's definitely impressive," the other man conceded. "We accept you. Welcome to the Berserker Guild," the man who had cut off Darwin's hand said with a grin.