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MTV Chapter 103
🕑 Added 2025-09-04 02:51:37 +0000 UTCHungry!
So fucking hungry!
That was the first thought that screamed through Jason’s mind after his rebirth.
It wasn’t his stomach growling—it was every single one of the seventy to eighty billion cells in his body.
Those cells came alive, like little bastards shouting at him:
“I’m starving!”
“Gimme energy!”
The cacophony of billions of tiny voices snapped Jason awake, his eyes flying open.
The Iron Warriors were on comms with the security chief, reporting the situation.
But then, the “corpse” they thought was dead fucking stood up.
The men froze, nearly pissing themselves.
Was this guy not dead, or was he pulling some zombie shit?
If he wasn’t dead, was he just fucking stupid?
Dozens of them had been standing over him for ages, and he was just… napping?
“Shoot! Blast his ass!”
In a panic, the Iron Warriors backpedaled, raising their heavy machine guns and unloading on Jason.
Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat!
Dozens of guns spat fire, 7.62mm armor-piercing rounds hammering Jason’s Iron Armor like a relentless storm.
At a range of just ten meters, the barrage shredded the armor, sending precision parts flying in all directions.
The suit disintegrated, exposing Jason’s body.
The Iron Warriors whooped, fingers clamped on their triggers.
It didn't matter what kind of freak he was—nobody could survive dozens of machine guns and armor-piercing rounds. Not even fucking dinasaur.
But then, something horrifying happened.
The rounds, capable of punching through 20mm steel plates, hit Jason’s body—and no blood or gore followed.
The moment each bullet touched him, it was like all its energy vanished. They dropped to the ground, limp as wet noodles.
One bullet, a hundred bullets, a thousand bullets—all the same.
In the microscopic world they couldn’t see, the bullets’ kinetic energy was completely absorbed by Jason’s body the instant they made contact, stored in his billions of cells.
To the Iron Warriors, they were shooting to kill.
To Jason’s cells, it was fucking dinnertime.
As waves of energy flooded his cells, a tingling, electrifying rush coursed through him. He’d never felt so alive, so full.
It was like being surrounded by a harem of gorgeous girls giving him the best fucking of his life.
Or like a frail weakling popping a power pill and turning into a jacked-up beast.
No words could capture the sheer euphoria and satisfaction.
Jason stopped thinking and just soaked it in, eyes closed, savoring the high.
“Stop! Fucking stop!” One Iron Warrior shouted, realizing something was wrong.
The gunfire ceased, and bullets that had coated Jason’s body rained to the floor like gravel.
Jason was mid-bliss when it all stopped.
He opened his eyes, annoyed. “What, you out of ammo? I’ve got some right here.”
He tossed the magazine from his back at them.
The Iron Warriors stood dumbfounded, their shock beyond words, staring at Jason like he was a fucking ghost.
“He is not human!” Someone screamed, snapping the others out of their daze.
They roared in panic, sprinting for the vault door.
This was too fucking weird, too goddamn terrifying.
In all their years, they’d never seen anything like it.
'God, am I dreaming? If this is a nightmare, wake me the fuck up!'
Watching the Iron Warriors scatter like roaches, Jason chuckled.
He ripped off the shredded armor fragments and stretched his limbs.
His blood-red eyes locked onto the warriors, like a starving wolf eyeing a flock of lambs.
“Hmph. Just got this superpower, and I’m still getting the hang of it. Guess you fuckers are my lab rats.”
With a thought, Jason channeled energy to his feet.
He tapped his right foot, and his body shot upward like a rocket.
Bang!
He slammed into the vault’s ceiling, leaving a dent in the 120cm-thick metal before plummeting back down.
A thunderous crash echoed as a half-circle bulge formed in the ceiling.
Jason rubbed his head, grateful his body had absorbed the impact’s energy.
Otherwise, that hit would’ve cracked his skull like a watermelon.
“Too much juice. Gotta dial it back.”
This time, he used less energy and controlled the direction.
He stomped his right foot backward, leaving a deep imprint in the vault floor.
Like he’d strapped on a jetpack, Jason rocketed forward.
Some Iron Warriors hadn’t even made it out of the vault when a gust of wind blasted past.
Next second, that terrifying bastard was blocking the vault door.
“Die, you demon!”
The trapped men roared, clutching their machine guns and unloading on Jason.
Jason spread his arms, grinning like a maniac. “Come on, bring it! I’m only a third full—gimme more!”
Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat!
The hail of bullets hit him, and the same horrifying scene played out.
Every armor-piercing round lost its energy on contact, dropping harmlessly to the floor.
Each man only had 500 rounds, and their mags ran dry fast.
They gripped their empty machine guns like clubs, staring at Jason in abject terror.
Jason, still only half-sated, flashed a cold, predatory smile.
“Your turn’s over. Now it’s mine.”
He focused, channeling a shitload of energy into his right fist while trickling a small amount into his right foot.
With a light step, he launched forward, driving his fist into an Iron Warrior’s chest plate.
Clang!
A piercing screech of metal rang out.
The toughest part of the armor shattered like it was fucking tissue paper.
His fist’s leftover energy carried through, punching clean through the man's chest.
A blood-soaked fist burst out the back of the armor.
The man gurgled blood, eyes wide, life snuffed out in an instant.
Jason yanked his arm free, shaking off the blood, and let out a triumphant laugh.
This felt so fucking good.
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