《Spiritual Point》


 Prologue

    Spirits. Otherwise called ghosts, souls, enchanted, etc, etc. These are being in which are known to be the remaining "mind" that is left when a body of a certain person dies on earth. But why do these spirits exist exactly? Why cannot the spirits and the bodies die together?


    They said that its because of wishes they haven''t fulfilled, other says that its because of grudges, and others says that it is because of the fact that... They just want to stay and make fun. Like how poltergeists do stuff.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    However, Its for a different reason. Rather, everything is wrong. The truth lies on a more complicated situations than they think.


    The spirits are the mind of dead people, but not the complete mind.


    They live on a will.


    On what is left on a person''s life.


    They were created based on *h: :#r#::+s $-8e3:a+.


    They were the *:+n+)\$ o% :#e!'' S:+$(+$:5 t* @e :%)e.


    That is the true reason.


    It means that there is always a bigger threat.


    For them to do it, they are preparing for something. What they are, we do not know.


    What we only know is...


    That we will do everything we can to prevent it as much as possible...


    Before it is too late.

 Chapter 1

    "Wow... What a great view..." I speak out with awe. I can see the various corners and crossing of the roads, the amount of people going to and fro, the cars moving with gentle noises rather than being noisy, and the tall skyscrapers that one can barely see normally, the sun rising as it envelops the said skyscrapers in a red beautiful light, and groups of people wearing white buttoned clothes, moving to the school for their first day.


    I sigh.


    I am so late.


    Yet here I am, enjoying the view, while just being on a bicycle. I feel great...


    "Yeah! You can appreciate the view as much as you can but I really can''t believe... How did you get there??!"


    A middle aged man wearing some kind safety uniform approached a tree and placed a ladder on it. At the top the tree is a black-haired boy, wearing a pair of jackets that makes his body look plump and while having his bicycles stuck on the tree, with him still on it.


    "Oh! T-Thanks sir, now I can finally get down..." I said so as I start to try to climb down the ladder by first trying to get down the bike. Just as I tried to step out and place my left foot on the top step of the ladder, I... Slip.


    I fall for about 5 meters of height and just fortunately, I fell right on the man''s body.


    "O-ow.. S-sorry sir! I-I am really sorry!" I apologize to the man, whom just waved his arms to show that he is fine.


    "Its fine son, no big deal. Though, Wow son... That is some tough luck for you there! Alright, how about I take your bike myself up there eh?" He kindly suggests while pointing at the tree, where my bike still stands with no problems of even falling whatsoever.


    I think about refusing but knowing my luck... I have a feeling of dread that I might even make it worse instead. And so, I reluctantly agree.


    "Son, how did you get yourself to this situation anyway? I mean, this is practically impossible you know? Getting stuck right on top of a 8 meter acacia tree while even riding a bike! Just, how son?" He asks with curiosity while he climbs up the ladder.


    Remembering it now... Its just pretty normal. I just rode my bike as usual and while riding it, a sudden diagonal shaped object fell and since it fell right on front of me, I didn''t even have the time to turn nor stop, so it acted as a ramp and I flew a few meters up and landed right on the tree.


    Now that I thought about it, I didn''t even ask myself if where the ramp was from nor where it is now. But all I can say is, its my luck.


    Of course, telling it is embarrassing so I thought of saying it in a pretty normal way.


    "I-It was an a-accident s-sir..." I reply. I mean, it is right, it is an accident. So I didn''t lie.besides,its''s better this way.


    He sighs and shrugs as he places the bicycle to the ground.


    "Alright, just take care of yourself kid. Don''t you fly again out of nowhere, alright?" He says so with concern on his face, him obviously knowing that I may do it again.


    "T-thank you very much s-sir... S-sorry for the bother and H-have a good day.." I reply with a smile. I ride my bicycle and start to pedal away, to my destination.


    My name is Kyle Aryans. A boy of 17 years old, living in the city of Warne, and currently attending my last year of senior high in this very city.


    And right now I am...


    Speeding up my pedaling on my bicycle. For I did said earlier, I am late.


    Like...


    Really late.


    I check my precious, silver watch on my wrist. Time check: 7:30.


    Time for the start of the classes, is 7:45.


    ...


    I am so late.


    I have actually left at 5:45 for good measures because I don''t want to be late but then... This happened. It took an hour till someone was able to wake up and notice me to be honest...


    So..., let me rephrase that...


    I AM SO LATE!!!


    I speed up my pedaling to the fastest I can get myself. My sweat making my uniform wet from the inside. But no time to take care of it, I''''ll find a way to fix it later. Can''t afford to be late and getting some minus points in my first day.


    13 minutes, school is now in sight,The gates still wide open.


    I can do this. I thought in my head at that moment. With everything I''ve got, I pedal to the gates as fast as I can.


    That exact action, was something I regretted 30 seconds later.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    The road to our school is created on a slope, with the gate on the lowering end of it. And being fast on a slope, is never a good idea.


    So, I passed through the gate... Way too quickly. My speed impossible to turn at that point. The Guard, Mr. Ralz, is opening his mouth and eyes wide together. Apparently, my speed is something he doesn''t see everyday.


    At this point, I realize...


    I am so screwed.


    I try to stop or perhaps to even slow down, and yet all my efforts are in vain.


    This really is a difficult one.


    All the student peacefully walking are immediately alerted of the speeding boy on the school grounds, which makes up with the number of screams of surprises, run of their lives, people jumping out of their way, and some


    Bystanders stopping and looking at me. Some of them even take pictures too.


    What I can only do in situation... Was pretty simple.


    "I-I am so S-Sorry!!!" I shout a message directed not just to the students but also to the teachers, the staff, and the school itself.


    The apology was useful for a moment later, when suddenly, a piece of long steel fell right in front of me. It fell right on top of a pretty large rock too, creating a mini seesaw...


    Or another ramp.


    "N-Not Again!!!" I scream while cursing my bad luck. My bike steps on it and immediately afterwards, I "fly" a dozen meters up above to the sky.


    As I feel the beautiful sunlight on my entire body, I fall on my destination. While falling, I take a glance on where I am heading at. I sigh and once again, whisper to myself.


    "...I hate my luck."


    In which, I fall exactly right on top of the school gym, where the current school ceremony is happening.


    Before being even able to scream to


    The top of my lungs, my bike breaks through the ceiling and before I knew it, My body slams to the cement surface of the stage, just right beside the principal.


    Apparently she is just doing her speech at the moment. As I looked up unto seeing her surprised face, I greet her.


    "G-Good Morning Ma''am... S-Sorry for being late a-and... S-Sorry for the b-bother..."


    And with that, I lose my consciousness.


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    "-and that is why Mr. Aryans here is absent yesterday and just arrived ''properly'' today. Everyone, I hope you all understand for your classmate, okay? Now Kyle, please take a seat... There. The one in the third row on the fourth column. Just beside Jeremy, that red-haired guy over there, okay?"


    A Blonde teacher wearing a violet buttoned shirt with a tie said while pointing at the said seat. I nod and silently walk to it.


    As I sat on the seat. Jeremy approaches my left ear and whispers.


    "Wow, so you are somehow.. Fine even when you fell for about 8 meters?" He asks softly while covering his lips. His face concerned and yet still amazed at my endurance.


    "Nah, you already know that I mostly cover myself with at least 2 jackets for this exact reason, right?" I reply while smiling to assure him that I am fine. He smiles back and resumes his attention to the teacher after my assurance.


    Even though to be honest, I actually stayed my entire yesterday on the hospital. My sister got even a bit mad because I wasn''t taking care of myself. Nevertheless, I was still far from danger since all I got are mere small bruises. I was actually even told not to move yet but I told them that I have to go to school on the next day. So I was made to drink some medicines and wear some bandages then. The jackets did a pretty good job I guess.


    Jeremy still looks concerned but otherwise just accepts my fate and smiles.


    Jeremy is actually a childhood friend of mine. We know each other for a long time and may perhaps be the only guy that is able to last long with me as a company even with my luck. Most of my other friends are either already told by their parents that they shouldn''t hang out with me, or they, themselves hate me for my life. Thus, why I am glad that he is still by my side even with all the stuff that happened. He really is a good friend.


    After a while of talking with him, The teacher comes in at schedule. We all stand up, greet her and she orders us to sit as she starts class.


    Our advisory''s name is "Hannah Argot". A woman in the age of 30''s that has brown hair and... A pretty mature body. Surprisingly, she is actually still single. The reason for that, we will never knew yet. She is pretty attractive enough in my opinion but I guess there are just some things we won''t get.


    "Kyle? Kyle! Stop looking at the window again!" Ms. Hannah shouts at me to grab my attention. I was in the middle of my thoughts that time so I was surprised. I stood up and hit my right leg of my table. I lifted it while yelping out of pain. Which, caused me to limp a bit backwards. My back was then hit by a terrible pain.. A sharp one in fact. Before I know what it was, I limped once again and jumped for the pain is something else this time. And so, thanks to my movements.. I fell out of the window. My hands luckily (for once) was able to grab the windowsill for dear life.


    "P-please save me!!!" I screamed with desperation. My hands are sweaty, and I know that I am gonna fall any minute. I thought that, This is it.. I will be in the nurse''s room again for the entire schedule.


    My left hand gave out thanks to my sweat, and my right hand was left. I can hear the rush inside but before they can help, I will definitely fall first.


    Just as my hand let go, a slender hand that has a strange beads bracelet appears and grabs my right hand. Afterwards, a number of hands appeared and started to carry me back inside.


    "I-I''m sorry everyone..." I apologize to them all. Everyone is pretty much... Used to it. I can tell that they aren''t really affected by me anymore an they just mumbled and nodded at me.


    I suppose being with them for 5-6 months are more than enough to get them used to me.


    Everyone was pretty much normal (even Jeremy and Hannah, whom even continued class.) except for one girl. This girl has black Hair, a braided ponytail, some glasses and she wears the usual normal female uniform. Which is the pattern of white blouse with some laces here and there, and a red tie.


    She keeps on saying "I''m sorry, I''m sorry, I''m sorry!" Since earlier. I notice a bracelet on her left hand, indicating that she is the one that lent me help.


    "I''m sorry! I was busy stapling some folders behind for my requirements tomorrow so I had to finish it early, but then you kinda moved behind me and I accidentally stabbed my stapler on your back! I am so sorry, I am so sorry, I am so sorry!!" She kept on saying again and again. Her head looking below while her hands stayed behind her. I can really tell the guilty tone she has.


    I realize why my back is pretty painful. A stapler is stabbed on it and some blood is coming out of it. Knowing what I have to do with my experience of 16 years of bad luck, I look at her and smile as I say.


    "I-It''s fine! I am used to it.. I get these kinds of stuff a lot... I guess I will go to the clinic now... So, see you and thanks for helping me I guess.." I say while I wave my hand. I ask for permission to go to the clinic, which the teacher accepted.


    "I-I''ll visit later okay?" She says as she waves back as well. I lightly smile as I just simply continue walking.


    Unsurprisingly, without even a minute later, My left foot slips on a random banana peel on the floor. My body does a 360 degree flip. My head kissing the ground first before the rest of my body does.


    My body, exhausted this time from everything that happened, I simply sigh and murmur.


    "I am so unlucky.."

 Chapter 2

    "So, back with what this time? Broken limbs? Bruises? Severe wounds? Or is it some kind of sudden fever?" A man wearing a white long coat said with both his hands on his waist. His expression stern yet also calm. He looks at me with simplicity but I can clearly feel the atmosphere he is releasing.


    "I-I have an aching leg and a w-wound full of stapler bullets..." I stutter, afraid at what he is gonna say next.


    He raises his hands up to his face area and stops. He hesitates and just lets his hands fall to the table gently.


    "Come and sit here. Raise the back of your shirt until the wound can be seen. Then we can patch it up." He says while gesturing his hand for m to come to a chair he placed on the floor. I follow his instructions and he takes out some med kit and a pair of tweezers.


    "O-owww!!!" I scream inside the clinic. The black haired middle aged man just stayed silent while he kept on smoking. His hands pulling some stapler bullets from my back.


    I kept on yelping out of pain for the next 3 minutes. Apparently, an entire load of it got into my back. Fortunately, it is only in the surface and that it didn''t hit my spine. The bad news is, My back is pretty screwed right now.


    "Don''t be a puss'' now boy. I am about to be finished here after all..." He says so while pulling the last one with his pair of tweezers.


    "O-ooww!" I Yelp once again. My face contorting thanks to the pain but otherwise, satisfied. For its finally finished. And I know that I am gonna have some trouble with healing this one but I am just glad that it''s gone.


    The doctor starts to wrap my back with bandages to cover the bleeding. His expression normal, since he has dealt with these kinds of stuff before.


    The doctor''s name is Layton Dregory. A man of 30''s that still hasn''t married with his girlfriend. Actually, his girlfriend is the nurse of the clinic but apparently she is currently out on some business. So his husband is the one that took over in the mean time.


    "You have went through far worse wounds so why are you still screaming like a girl?" He suddenly asks when he finishes wrapping and turned the chair I am sitting at to him. His expression of sarcasm since it''s practically everyday that I am here.


    "I-it''s painful... I-isn''t that normal?" I answer. I may be used to it but I am not some kind of superhuman that can just endure it. Of course I will shout out in pain if hurt too. I am human after all... A weak one at that.


    "Heh~? So you say but let me guess, you are gonna trip or something randomly, then before we know it, you will be dying." He says while smirking. His tone seemingly joking yet I have that feeling that he may not be kidding... Thinking about it, it''s actually possible.


    "S-sorry that I got bad luck..." I apologize to him for the bother I give. He merely sighs and replies.


    "If you feel sorry, then lie on the bed there and don''t get up until I tell you so." He says while pointing to the bed for resting patients. I was utterly confused at the time because... I was actually thinking of leaving for class.


    "Eh? How did you know that I''m about to go?" I ask in confusion, my brows furrowed in the process. He looks at me sternly and just, once again sighs.


    "You are fidgeting way too much for an injured kid. Your eyes are moving to the door too much as well." He emotionlessly replies.


    "B-but it''s the second day of school... I have to go or else I will be in tons of troubl-" I stutter but I was interrupted with him slamming his hand to the table for real this time. A bang echoed throughout the room while a moment of silence followed afterwards. He looks at me with some anger and just speaks silently.


    "Kid. Since you didn''t get what I meant earlier, let me rephrase it for your dumb brain. Last time you left, You literally got to being stuck in a cement, almost being grinded to death, and yet still got to being choked and almost died, just by being tied to an ambulance stretcher. Your sister said it was my fault and I lost my dates thanks to it. So, I am telling you this young man. I am not taking responsibility again for your luck."


    He said with the most serious tone I ever heard from him. I stayed silent and merely looked at the ground.


    "S-sorry... I won''t leave..." I reply reluctantly. He smiles with satisfaction on his face. He proceeds to take some stuff and places them inside a bag.


    "Uuuummm... Are you going somewhere?" I ask him since he seems to be in a hurry.


    "OH! I forgot to tell you, I have a date today. Her name is Rebecca and we have been going out for a month now. When you arrived, I actually got scared because you might ruin my date again. Luckily, you are gonna listen and not get out to not ruin my date. Right~?" He says while at the same time sending me a malicious glare. He also starts to close every window and everything he needs to fix unto the proper places for safety''s sake. That includes the medical cabinets and some other medical equipments he got out. I guess he is ready for anything that can happen to me when I am here...


    Actually, the truth is that... It''s technically my fault why he is still not married. Every time he is going out with his girlfriend, my unlucky relation with accidents would mostly make the dates worse and that i would ruin their moments together unintentionally. Even though he is only doing it for the school because his income is at risk.


    "O-Okay... I-I promise I won''t go out until noon..." I stutter. My smile twitching while I close my eyes. His glare so terrifying that I can sense it to the point that all the hairs on my body stiffens.


    I am really screwed if I don''t do what he says.


    "Hmm... Good." He answers as he rushes to the door immediately and just closes it behind him with a bang.


    Not one would expect from a school nurse but he needs some break...


    I fall to the comfy bed. Then, I dart my eyes to the bright ceiling.


    I think to myself.


    I really hope he will have a good time... I wonder if sis can cook something good?... Why am I getting drowsy...?


    Before I knew it, I fall asleep.


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    My sleep was interrupted by a sudden shake on my chest. My eyes open and sees the culprit. A black haired girl wearing glasses is in front of me, her hands still shaking my body.


    "Wake up... Wake up already..! It''s already 12 noon! Wake up!" She kept on mumbling while shaking my body. My body still tired and not active, I thought of just acting like I''m still sleeping and ignoring her. I mean, it''s normal since I am still tired after all.


    "...OOOWW!!" Before I knew it, my face suddenly got hit and pain spread across my head. This in turn, woke me up completely.


    A baseball fell into my lap. And some blood too.


    How can it even happen..? I thought Mr, Layton already closed the windows and even placed the curtain on it? How did it-


    That''s when I realized it. The room is now filled with light. Outside light.


    I see... Especially since the girl is now currently shocked and kind of silent, So I guess it''s fair to prove my point.


    "U-umm... Sorry!" She said in a tense voice, her head looking down, her hair hiding her anxious expression.


    "N-nah... Its fine. Don''t worry about it, This thing happens a lot." I replied, smiling while showing my kindest look possible. I just want to somehow not to scare her...


    Even though some kind of liquid is dripping from my chin to land to the ball, which is actually full of crimson blood. I thus realize, that my face is actually bloody right now... So yup, Good job kyle. Way to show your "kindest smile" when you look like a victim of some serial murders.


    This, of course, makes the girl panic and starts to rush herself, searching for something to cover the wound. In the process, She somehow... Makes a mess. Perhaps, a HUGE mess. Everything that Mr. Layton tried to store properly in cabinets are now in a mess. Its not like she does it on purpose but its just that... Her ways of handling of things is... Clumsy.


    As much as I don''t want to talk badly out of other people, but she is seriously clumsy. Most of the medicines that are in glass jars currently broken on the floor. And to add it up, the medicines broken are still counting up.


    "Err... I know you are trying to find some bandages for my head but can''t you do it more carefully-?" I was suddenly interrupted by a flying jar going straight to my head. In mere miliseconds, I instinctively move my head slightly to the right to dodge it. It flew past my left ear a very few inches and a breaking sound can be heard behind me which was followed by a sizzling noise... Kind of like acid.


    ... I don''t want to see what that is behind me... Nor just to be able to know what that is. Still, how was she able to almost hit me square to the head with a random medicine? Rather, why does Mr. Layton have something like this in the first place???


    ... I am actually scared.


    The girl stops moving and covers her mouth, her face gasping, sweaty, terrified and speechless from what just happened. She is so motionless that it feels like she is not even breathing.


    "T-T-T-T-The B-Bandages are on the top left cabinet, T-the one near the d-door." I stutter, my shaking right hand pointed at the designated location. She hurries to it and takes the bandages carefully this time, she afterwards, moves to me and proceeds to wrap it around my head,


    The whole process is actually silent while it lasted. Surprisingly, she didn''t really mess up this time, She did everything just fine and even did a pretty good job with tying it too.


    It actually feel like she is used to it... But It''s most likely just my imagination... I sure hope It''s just me,


    After finishing the aid? Everything... Was awkward silence. I don''t know what to really say. I look at her see her struggling face. She looks like she is about to say something but maybe she thought it''s too awkward..?


    I look around us. Bottles of broken medicine on the floor, a baseball rolling on a nearby table, and a messy bed with two awkward, shy teenagers on it.


    "Pfft..." I chuckle and without realizing it, I began to laugh out of nowhere. I honestly don''t know why I am laughing. Maybe because of my luck? Maybe because of the place I am right now? Or maybe it''s just too awkward here? Maybe it''s actually even about everything. I seriously don''t know. I just continued laughing like a mad man.


    A while later, I hear a giggle, It didn''t took much of a few seconds for her to burst out laughing together with me. We kept on laughing crazily for the next 3 minutes or so. That was just a guess though, since we simply laughed till our jaws hurt after all.


    "Eerr... For starters, My name is Kyle Aryans. How about you? What''s your name?" I ask to break the awkward silence.


    "Oh! M-my name is Anne Rexene, a new transferee in this school. N-nice to meet you and... I''m so sorry for everything... As you can see, I am so clumsy with things that I always give everyone problems... I am so sorry..." She responds, looking downwards once again, but this time with anxiousness for my answer. I chuckle and replied.


    "It''s fine, I''m used to it. Nice to meet you too." She shakes my hand while my murmuring her thanks softly.


    "Though... Why are you here Miss. Anne?" I ask, pretty curious since an apology can simply be solved in the classroom.


    "O-oh! Actually, I am here to somehow give some lunch to make up for the trouble earlier... " she checks her watch, Seeing this, I also check mine. It''s currently 12:24 pm, still lunchtime but people mostly already finished lunch at this moment.


    "So...would you please accept this lunch even if it''s already late? I won''t take a no for an answer..."


    She asks with a wink while taking out her bag from under the bed. Her lunch being nothing more than a pair of simple cheese burgers.


    "I would gladly have it." I answer while accepting her offer.


    We ate and talked about various things afterwards. When the bell rang, I insisted on attending as well. When she refused, I answered that everyone is used to it. Which is the truth since everyone does knows that.


    And so, she gave up and we went to class together.


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    What a great day... In the end, nothing much happened in the afternoon other than some chemistry explosions.. On the plus side, I even got to having a new friend! She is kind of weird and clumsy but I can''t talk much with me like this. So I guess I am lucky to have a friend~


    I thought these in my head while walking in the road. Class has now ended and it''s time for me to come home. I didn''t bring my bicycle today since it''s pretty much broken so I am currently walking. It''s not really far so I can walk it up.


    Rather, I am walking happily right now. My steps somehow more like leaping in a carefree way. I can''t help it, I am happy right now after all. It was a good day and I can''t wait to go home and see them again tomorrow~!


    My happiness unfortunately, didn''t really lasted long.


    "Hey! ''Jinx Brat!'' Come down here you little punk! You forgot your daily job here you little b*tch!" A voice from below a bridge calls me behind. That voice stops me on my tracks immediately and I start to sweat.


    One thought appears in my mind at that exact moment.


    "I am so unlucky."


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    Layton Dregor, A man of 29 years old is currently on a room full of broken bottles and a bloody trail like a murder took place.


    Earlier, while he was going back to his office from a date that actually gave him and his wife some "good time" for once and for awhile, a kid from the junior division asked if he can come with him to his office to search for their baseball.


    He reluctantly agreed, confused from what the boy meant. Yet his heart knew instinctively that something happened. He walked up the stairs with great haste. The boy struggled to keep up with him.


    When he arrived at the scene, he knew that he was right. The boy just stayed silent, took the rolling baseball on the floor, and just walked away.


    Layton proceeded to sit on the bed. The messy and bloody bed. He notices some burn marks on the back of it. He looks below and sees some shards of the jar of his muriatic acid being broken and its contents spilled and already dry on the floor, yet leaving its mark.


    He thought, how is it possible that this thing got here when it is behind the other medicine storages? He kept it in the best possible hiding position yet it was taken in an instant.


    The man stayed silent. He crossed his arms, He crossed his legs, and He closes his eyes.


    At that moment, one of the bed''s legs broke and it fell to the floor with a bang. He knew that this was gonna happen since the muriatic acid pretty much did the job.


    Suddenly, a piece of folded torn of paper falls to his hand. He opens it and starts to read its contents.


    "Dear Mr Layton,


    Please forgive me for what happened to this room. I promise that I will make up to it in some way possible. So please don''t tell my sis at least. Thank you.


    P.s. I won''t tell the teachers that you have condoms under the bed.


    With love,


    Kyle"


    He proceeds to crumple the paper.


    He inhales a big amount of air.


    And explodes.


    "I WILL SERIOUSLY F*CKING KILL YOU KYLE!!!"

 Chapter 3

    There was once a great crisis in the city of Warne 15 years ago which devastated properties, Homes, and lives itself. It was known as the Hurricane Fritz. With its wind exceeding the speed of 300 kmph, It was one of the strongest hurricanes up to date.


    With most of its stronger buildings destroyed, The People of Warne City lost all hope... Until a miracle happened.


    A river that wasn''t really noticed since its in the edge of the city in the past was discovered to actually have some fast and easy way to the ocean. With tho Info in mind, the military, government, and the volunteers have decided to evacuate the people to the other cities and while at the same time, used the debris around them as pathways for the flood to that exact river in order not to create a more devastating destruction in the city.


    The city lost a lot that time yet they succeeded in making the losses a lot more less than it should be.


    The flood was cleared up in just a day thanks to the sloping direction of the river and the reconstruction of the entire took at least 10 years to be completed.


    But since a lot of time has already passed by, they decided to expand the city until the river was a part of the city. They then used the river as a part of their personal attractions.


    Thus, the City became more booming with economy and the river was known as the Warne River.


    Yes, I know it''s not the best name they have given but the city is in ruins so... Giving it an exaggerated name isn''t really an option if everyone is trying to make sure that they can survive the next year without much sources to live off by in the first place. At least they recognized it before another town or something could have taken it.


    Anyway, currently below of one of the bridges of that exact River, A boy is currently kneeling on the rocky ground. Exactly 6 people are surrounding him while snickering and exhaling big puffs of smokes from their mouth.


    Yes, the boy that is kneeling is me. The people around me are a part of a famous gang in Warne City named the WHAF. They said that it stands for "Warriors and Heroes Associated Federation" but we normal people just think that it actually means "We High As F" but who knows what it actually means?


    An athletic looking red haired-man punches me in the chest. I fall to the ground and gasp for breath. He follows up by kicking my waist, which makes my entire body to fall and lie to the Rocky ground.


    The red haired man''s nickname is Gian. He is known as one of the three leaders of WHAF in town, and also the one that controls the Funding for the group. By funding, I meant the thievery of money from the students.


    Why do I know this? Because I am already a plaything by them for about 3 years now. How time flies...


    "Oh~? It feels like yer thinkin'' of somethin'' funny eh? Mind telling us about it?" He asks while smirking. The other delinquents laughs at my misery. I try to move away but was stopped by his foot as it stomps on my chest, The impact hurting my lungs and interrupting my breathing.


    "S-sorry.. I-I won''t d-do it again!" I struggled to whimper. Him pressing his foot to my chest not helping as it makes it worse to breathe. Both my hands tries to push away his right foot yet all of my efforts were deemed futile as I fail to even move it. My action was noticed and thus made him just chuckle and press his foot more, making the situation worse.


    "Oh~? I can''t hear you~?" He asks with sarcasm. He gestures his left hand to his ear, indicating the sign not being able to hear what I said.


    "I-I''m sorry!! I-I won''t do it again! I won''t leave and not pay ever a-again! S-so please stop pressing your foot, I-I can''t breathe!" I shout with all the air I can release. They all laugh at my pitiful self. Gian indeed stops pressing my Chest, but he kicks me away from him. I tumble away just like a soccer ball thanks to it.


    You all may have now noticed that I am not really resisting and that''s... Because of a pretty obvious reason. It''s because of the fact that I am what you all may call as a wimp, or a weakling, or any other definition of that a person that is weak in not just in physical body but in the entire physical composition. That includes my base strength and health. So knowing that these can actually kill me with just some punches is more than enough to tell me that I shouldn''t try to even raise my brows with them.


    "So, You know what we want right?" He asks. His right hand opening into a palm, signaling the sign for "wanting to take something."


    I silently take out a paper bill of a hundred Connas with my shaking hand and hand it to his palm. He looks dumbfounded and looks pissed off after seeing my payment. I back away, confused to why he would be mad. The other people notice the same thing that Gian noticed too, and thus became mad as well. A punch was thrown at my face and a knee was immediately followed up afterwards.


    My face was filled with confusion and pain. I gasp for breath first before I speak out.


    "W-why? I already gave t-the money s-so w-why?" I cough immediately afterwards. The words which I tried to say as loud as I can came out like a whisper thanks to my weakening body that can barely have the strength to even speak.


    Apparently however, I didn''t really needed to repeat my earlier message properly this time since they already know what I already was about to say.


    Gian closes his eyes, looking like he is thinking about something. He silently walks towards me and crouched right in front of me. He places his left hand below my chin, then raised it to level to his pissed face. Fear spread across my spine. I prepare myself for anything. A kick, a punch, a slap, or even a throw. I even expected my death at this point, but surprisingly, he does something else.This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings.


    "double."


    Was all he muttered. I became confused. What does he meant by double? Seeing his look, he most likely noticed my confusion. He lets go of my head and stands up.


    "Give me double the money. You were ''absent'' yesterday, right? So give me double the usual money, so that you won''t have any trouble anymore." He said while smiling a normal smile. A deceiving one if you don''t know them but I actually felt chills instead with that smile.


    Yet thinking about it, I hesitate. My money isn''t enough right now, especially since my sister isn''t really having much income with his cafe these days. If I give my money to them, I might burden my sister. Knowing this, I answer.


    "S-sorry... I can''t... I don''t have enough money these days and I don''t want to bother my sister... S-sorry..." I reply with a hoarse voice. Once again however, I am surprised by him instead laughing and shouting a sentence to his friends that make me panic. That sentence is...


    "Hey guys! Since this little punk cares about his sister that much, let''s go and have fun with his sister! Who agrees with me eh?"


    I panic. My heart throbs the fastest it most probably has ever have. They starts to walk away from me, laughing while discussing about their plans. I raise my voice to call them back.


    "W-wait! I''m gonna give you m-more! S-so please, don''t involve my s-sister!" I shout as much as I can. My body now kneeling to the ground, A sign of me begging. Begging for them not to go for my sister. They return and laugh once again like crazy.


    "So, that''s what will take you to give up eh? Alright, give me your wallet," Gian asks once again, his palm open and his face smirking.


    "E-eh? M-my entire wallet? B-but..." He sees my hesitation and pulls my hair up. Pain spread across my head, and I began sweating after seeing his pissed eyes.


    "Any problem?" He asks. Those two words are more than enough to stop me from hesitating.


    "N-nothing! G-give me a second..." I take out my wallet from my back pocket then gave it to him. He lets go of me and throws items from within that doesn''t have a value of money to the ground. Items like my ID and whatnot.


    Afterwards, he finishes and gives me a pat on my back like we are the best of friends.


    "Ye really are the best Kyle. Next time alright?" He says in a kind yet terrifying voice. I silently nod.


    They laugh and discuss this time for where to waste the money on. Drinks and stuff like that. Meanwhile, I stay in place. I walk towards the side of the bridge and lay my back to the back of the bridge and just silently sit there for awhile.


    I look at the flow of the river from the shores and just smile at how clean and beautiful the water is despite for just being a river. I guess being a miracle of a river means having cleaners always around for it.


    Wow... The rivers have caretakers and people respecting it yet here I am... Having much more lower dignity than a river.


    With that in my mind, I stare into the space for an hour, fixing my thoughts and sanity to the way it is again. After awhile, I take my personal belongings on the ground then walk home silently, cursing my luck as usual.


    People doing some things on the side of the street looked at me with surprise. I mean, seeing a kid being beat up and full of dirt is surprising. But after seeing my face, they continued with their daily lives. They may not know my name but living here for already made my face famous as the most unlucky boy of Warne City. Or at least that''s what the rumor at school says.


    I took no notice of them and continued walking, my brain too stressed to even think of other people''s views of me at this point.


    Without me noticing it, I am already in front of the door of our house. I fix my state of mind then knocked thrice. The door slightly opens and reveals a black haired woman in her mid 20''s wearing apron covering a White t shirt and grey shorts. Her face becomes shocked and immediately opens the door completely.


    "Kyle! Come in here, quick! Let me treat those wounds!" She exclaims, taking out a first aid kit from behind the door.


    I go inside the small, and simple house and take a seat on the couch in the living room. She returns with a piece of ice and some bandages ready.


    Silently, she wraps my wounds and hands the piece of ice to me. She then told me to place It on the lumps on my forehead, which I did.


    "So, what is it this time Kyle? A truck? A nearby new Construction site? Or... Is it a sudden land slide?" She asks me. Her hands wrapped the bandages on my body skillfully without any problem.


    "I slipped and fell from the top of the riverbank this time sis. Luckily, my head wasn''t really hurt this time around. So you don''t have to worry to going to the hospital." I reply, my right hand holding the ice against the lump on the right temple of my head.


    "I see... But you have some bandages around your head though? What happened then?" She asks curiously while pointing at my forehead and tapping on it. A slight pain twitched on my head thanks to it which made me exclaim a bit.


    "O-owww... That''s a wound from a baseball from the people practicing it below while we are having class. D-Don''t worry about it sis... Though please stop tapping it, it hurts a bit..." I request to her, my left eye twitching and closed thanks to the bit of pain. Thankfully, she does stop and take some time instead to finish her work on me.


    It may seems like it feels like we are way too used to this... And you''re right. It''s already a normal occurrence in this household at least. One reason why that I can take a part time job but I didn''t do so is that I may even have to pay for the property damage.


    I am cursed with my luck after all.


    And I don''t want to bother my Big sister, Alice Aryans. She is my only close family left, after our grandma died. Our parents died when we were young so it was just grandma that taught us how to live. Fortunately, Sis is able to use this knowledge and have thus made her dream come true, which is a simple coffee cafe. But exactly is because of that why I don''t want to bother my sister. Mostly Perhaps because of the fact that all she does to make a living is tending to her cafe after all. So hospital bills are definitely a no-go.


    With that said


    "I see... Well, I know life is tough and all with you but please... Take care Kyle. Please?" She asks me, her eyes filled with concern.


    "D-don''t worry Sis... You''ll know immediately if something happens, I promise" I reply while smiling to assure her that I''ll stand by my word. She nods and accepts my answer.


    Alice goes to the kitchen and takes out ingredients for some food. Apparently we are eating stew for dinner. Sounds great for me.


    "Hey Kyle, You should take a bath now don''t you think?" She says while cutting some onions on a cutting board. I agree and so I went to my room. I took my towel then just went ahead and to open the faucet for the small bath tub.


    I stripped and went inside the tub after it was filled. I take a deep sigh as I remember everything that happened in this day.


    This is how I will always live I guess... Always in misfortune and living the luck that''s like a boat inside a large storm.


    But whatever happens... I have to makes sure that my big sister won''t be bothered at least. She has already done a lot for me, having her involved is something I don''t want to happen.


    Sure I may have took more than the usual amount of pain but at least I was able to stop a situation that could have been worse.


    Inside of that bathtub, I look at the ceiling, then sigh once again.


    I am seriously unlucky.

 Chapter 4

    Days have Passed since then. My luck is still as bad as ever, while my capabilities are obviously pretty harsh yet good on surviving some major accidents at this point. One example is yesterday, when a massive construction site got one of their cranes broken when I passed through it. The 6 meters long metal of terrifying destruction and death fell on me obviously. This time however, A Mixer nearbysomehowblocked it when it almost hit my head. The state of the Mixer, was utterly crushed and flattened. I guess I used up my luck that time just to survive that.


    Fortunately, even with all the unluckiness around me, Some things did change. One that definitely did is being friends with Anne. I even remember when last time I introduced her to Jeremy, He cried. Apparently, he thought that my luck would always throw off women and that having Anne is like using up all my luck already. He even said that I should cherish her or else I will be alone forever.


    It''s actually a terrifying thing to think about. I am just glad that he said it''s just a joke because I might actually die early if I did used up all my luck.


    Anyway, Anne is actually a good companion to have. She is nice, She''s Pretty, And she''s actually smart. I can definitely say for Sure that her intelligence isn''t just for show. She is mostly the one reciting in our classes and also one of the highest scores in exams and stuff. Which is why She is reassuring to have because we are pretty much just normal guys that are average in intelligence. She is always there for us, which we are always glad for and more than willing to pay her back whenever we can with stuff like snacks or school stuff.


    Especially since she is clumsy. Her things mostly are easy to disappear and she doesn''t buy much snacks in the canteen because she''s afraid that she might lose it or something along the way. Which is thus, why we are mostly the ones treating her. A way of paying back what we owe from the stuff she did for us already.


    She really is a good friend. She does have her moments that makes my luck worsen in time to time but hey, she doesn''t mean those so it''s fine for me.


    She and Jeremy actually make a good combo. The latter teases the former a tad too much most of the time though. But gladly, nobody actually got pissed off from the teasing, which I am more than happy about.


    Despite all of that however, She''s actually a mysterious girl. She is silent unless you attract her attention, she doesn''t talk much about her life and about her family, and she tends to change the topic when we ask about her. I don''t know... maybe its just because it''s still early. I mean, a week or so of knowing one another is definitely not a time for personal life questions yet, So perhaps that''s the reason. I and Jeremy decided not to force them for now since it''s bad manners.


    ...and now, I realize that I am a bit like a stalker now with this amount of information about her. I swear I am not stalking her though. Seriously. I guess... I''m just observant? Or most likely I''m just bored.


    A-Anyway, All in all, Everything is actually cool for once. Even I''m amazed at how fortunate I am these days. Yeah, sure. I am still as unlucky as ever. But an improvement is still an Improvement. And I am more than willing to get an improvement right now.


    So perhaps, this time of my life may be my happiest I could have ever gotten. But maybe it''s just me. I mean, I have the worst possible luck in the entirety of the planet. So maybe I just wanted friends.


    I really am a pitiful existence aren''t I?


    Alright, let''s go to the current story.


    I''m currently on the rooftop together with the two of them. By them. It''s obviously Anne and Jeremy. We just ate lunch together here and are now taking some time resting while looking at the blue sky.


    Jeremy is more like trying to take a nap on the floor though. With both his hands acting as a form of pillow to his head while his right leg is nonchalantly crossed on the other. Meanwhile, me and Anne just finished packing up our lunch down inside our bags and are now sitting in a crossed legs positions. All of us just staring at the sky with no problem within our minds whatsoever. Pretty much just the normal silence of peace. Jeremy suddenly interrupts this particular silence with a question.


    "Say... why did you choose to go to this school Anne? There are far more better school in the capital if you went here for the education. And this city is more of a town because of it''s normal-to-low economy. So it really makes me curious... why here? Is it family?" Jeremy suddenly asked to Anne. I was amazed with his intelligent question, since I never really thought about it. For him to think about it that deeply even if he is an airhead most Olathe times, he must be really curious. Like, real curious.


    Jeremy was always more of a random guy. Doesn''t think much and just goes in the flow of most situations. This brings him a LOT of troubles, especially when he is just sometimes dragged to unfortunate situations that are my fault. At least I think so with this luck of mine.


    One great ability of his that saved him a lot in those times though is his speed. Rather, his speed in running away. He runs, a lot. He really knows how run away from a problem, and to find help as quick as he can.


    He is particularly one of the reasons why I''m still alive till today, he always finds for help whenever he notices something wrong. One thing that happens if you have a friend that can die any minute for 10 years. Lucky me that he got used to it, like everyone does. It was a pretty harsh life for us both, so it''s expected.This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work.


    Anyway, back to the topic. Anne notices and gets confused at the same reason that I did. However, that look only lasted for a moment as she replies immediately.


    "Actually... It was because of my family''s work. We kinda have a small business and this place was one of the lands that my dad bought. He then thought of focusing in this area for a year or two first before trying the other ones. So here I am, attending this school on my father''s work." She smiles afterwards. Jeremy leaps up from the floor and placed his right hand on his chest.


    "I see, I see. Nufufufufu, I''m actually here because I have a large influence in this city you know? I''m known as "The Unpredictable" thanks to my amazing abilities after all~!! So, if you want a tour then I''m always more than willing to do so for you Ms. Anne~" he said while bowing to Hannah.


    This guy is trying to smooth talk her huh?.. He is right about that though he is known as "The Unpredictable" in a different way... He was even almost got caught by the police in the plaza in the past. The reason? For flirting as well.


    "Is that so? I''ll be looking forward to it." She said sweetly.


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    Later that night.


    Both I and sis are sitting in the dining room, eating what is known as a "mushroom stew". It was quite delicious if I have to say so myself. The flavor has a strange yet good thickness to it. Well, I''m not a food professional so all I can say is that since Sis made it then it tastes good.


    Worship the holy maiden Alice.


    "So, how''s school Kylie?" She asked. It''s pretty much the usual question that every high schooler would get at school. She also calls me "Kylie" Due to habit. It''s a nickname I think I gained way when we were kids. She calls me that way as long as I remember after all.


    "Umm... first, stop the Kylie thing... you know that''s not my name sis. Secondly, school was fine. I hanged out with Jeremy and Anne on our breaks most of the time so I guess it was fun. Other than that, you already know the usual. I''m just fortunate that it wasn''t that bad this time around." I pointed downwards after that, indicating my bruised knee and broken ankle. Knowing my usual recovery rate in the first place, it should be fast.


    "Oh~? Now that I remember it, you always talk about Anne nowadays. Why don''t you invite her?" She grinned while asking.


    Now That I think about it, that''s actually a good idea. And since she''s new in this city, that makes it better.


    "That actually seems like a good one! I''m sure she would love our coffee. Thanks sis!" I thanked her, grateful for the advice.


    "No problem Kylie~, as long as I get to meet my brother''s future- oh! Nevermind~" she giggles a bit afterwards and just proceeds to clean up the table.


    I Wonder what''s wrong? Is something wrong with Anne? Sis isn''t really the strict type of person so I wonder.. meh, I guess I''m just imagining it.


    "Oh right, Kylie, can you please turn off the lights in the cafe? I kinda forgot to do so... and can you clean the dishes as well? I''m gonna take some rest for now..." she stretched her arms and started to rub her shoulders a bit.


    "Wow... were there really a lot of them earlier?" I asked curiously, since it''s really rare even for sis to be this tired.


    "Yeah... Mr Philip called his alumni today, so it was pretty busy... I''m just lucky that they didn''t really made a mess on the tables... say Kylie, can you please massage my shoulders for a bit? They''re kinda stiff today. " She asked while pointing on her left shoulder.


    "Guess there''s no helping it~" I said so as I went behind her and slowly massaged and rubbed her shoulder and back. Her moans and groans tells me that I''m doing a good job.


    "Say, sis..."


    "Oooohhh, right there... what is it Kylie?"


    "... you sound like an old man you know?"


    "Hahaha! That I know, that I know my grandson! Now, give your grandpa a good massage don''t cha?" She imitated an old man''s voice while saying so, to which I laughed at.


    "Though seriously, sis...."


    "What is it my grandson?" She kept on imitating.


    "...please, don''t force yourself." I asked her as serious as I can.


    She stopped moving and looked at the floor. She smiled while she replied:


    "I don''t really have a choice you know?"


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    "Seeing these ornaments still here, it really brings back memories huh?" I mumble while staring at the antique wares around the cafe.


    Sis slept immediately after I finished my massage, while I just returned from my dishwashing duty. Looking at the items around me right now, it''s really a blast from the past.


    The chandelier that we broke that dad fixed when I was 3, the painting of a blue flame on the left, the grandfather clock, and the cup, which is sis'' favorite.


    She herself even tends to clean it. Apparently, it''s a gift from mom when she was taught how to brew a coffee. She gets really mad when someone else touches it too.


    Well, thinking about it though, I have to admit that it''s fair. Especially since where our parents are now.


    I stare at the shiny wooden floor, ashamed at myself.


    I hate this.. but I don''t even know what I should do... no matter how much I think about it, it just makes me think that it would just be worse.


    "... I''m unlucky to even have this personality in the first place..."


    Giving the cafe another look, I turn off the lights.


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    "Hey, hey, HEY!! DON''T YOU FUCKIN'' IGNORE ME YOU LOSER OF AN ASSHOLE!!"


    A loud voice penetrated my room just as I was about to lay down the bed.


    I turn around and believe me, I almost got a massive heart attack...


    A red flaming orb is floating beneath the windowsill. Kinda like a St. Nick''s fire: red version. There''s even a bit of a cartoonish kind of face in front of it. The face looks really familiar too... that arrogant Face looks like..


    "Why the fuck are ye lookin at me like that??! Want a fight you little bitch??"


    Or so this thing says.


    Yep, I''m sure I''m imagining things. Those delinquents are really rude aren''t they? They must have beaten my head to the point of hallucinating their faces.


    "H-hey, why are you lying on the bed, w-why are you closing your- WAIT ARE YOU IGNORING ME??!! DON''T IGNORE ME YOU BASTARD???!!"


    I proceed to sleep while ignoring this hallucination casted by my tired mind, I really hope that this sleep would help my stressed self.


    "D-damn.. guess I''ll move to someone else- eh? Wait, eh? EEHH???!!! I can''t escape???!!! Wait, WHY??!! LET ME GO YOU BASTARD?!! NO WAY AM I GONNA BE STUCK WITH YOUR STUPID ASS, LET ME GO ALREADY!!! DON''T SLEEP YOU FUCKING IDIOT!!!"


    And so I slept.

 Chapter 5

    "Eh? A trip to your house?" Anne answered once I invited her the next day.


    It''s morning and we are currently having a break. The teacher for the current subject got hospitalized apparently. Rumors said that it was the overwork, others said that it may be a disease. But I know the truth.


    Yesterday while I was mopping the hallway in front of our door, The teacher ''accidentally'' slipped. Even though I said ''slipped'', it''s more like gravity changed for her as she flew straight out of the window after sliding from the hallway to the wall.


    It may be selfish but I am lucky that I didn''t walk casually that time around. The teacher was thus unconscious after falling from 4 stories above the ground. Her life isn''t in danger, fortunately. Currently, sis is paying for the bills.


    So with that said, I''m sorry for the bother sis.


    Anyway back to the present.


    Jeremy patted Anne''s back and grinned after her response.


    "Now, that''s a good idea. Kyle has a cafe there with his sis you see, so I bet that you''ll love their snacks there. Ain''t that right Kyle?" He proudly announced to her.


    "Well, I''m not really gonna say that it''s the best but... I guess you can like it... somehow.." I replied while flustered.


    "Really? Alright~! So, now you can tour me around huh, Jeremy~?" She smugly said while elbowing him. He chuckles a bit and waves his hand. A sign of refusal.


    "Sorry, Sorry. As much as I would like to, I can''t unfortunately. The student council is kind of busy these days and they told me that I have to join this time around. You know, as a class president."


    "Wait, YOU''RE the class president???" Anne exclaimed with her eyes widened.


    "Eh? Haven''t Kyle told you?"


    And so the stares moved towards me.


    "Eh? Oh! Sorry, I f-forgot...." I answered while scratching my head and looking at the side.


    "Hmmm... understandable." He replied while nodding.


    "Understandable as well." Anne responded while also nodding.


    Now that I remembered about it, Jeremy is the president for this class huh?... I can''t really see that with him being pretty goofy though so I forget it most of the time... Well, he did won the election thanks not to him being smart(not like he is smart in the first place) but rather thanks to him being quite social to everyone. Despite him having fun most of the time, he does know how to take responsibilities for his duty. I guess that''s what makes him more likable.


    "Anyway, nothing I can do about that I guess.. so! Kyle, I''m gonna have to rely to you then!" She says as she smiles adorably.


    "O-Okay then! I-I''ll try my best..." was all I could say to her.


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    "Wow... this is really beautiful isn''t?" Hannah said cheerfully as she ran around like a kid. I can''t help but just smile from the view.


    "Yeah.. I guess it really is." I replied. The city is already a beauty of it''s own, with stalls around us that fills the aroma with scent of delicious food, to the stores, restaurants, and even malls. I guess this is why there''s barely any people that moves to other places. After all, this city already has what we needed.. other than fame that is. That''s why the people that actually seeks it immediately moves to the capitol when they reach the legal age.


    Though to be honest, I have been living in this city as far as I remember. Warne is something that is more than a home for most of us. So thinking of being outside this city is difficult to even do so. It just has that much of an impact in our lives.


    "Say, why don''t we get some food first before we go there? I see a nearby grocery store here so how about it?" She points towards a grocery store on the other side of the street while saying so.


    "Ummm... w-we own a cafe though...?" I told her. I mean, a cafe already have practically no problem with the food... though her eyes are still shining of anticipation.


    "P-please?" She said. Her expression and voice seriously don''t match. Her eyes are literally like a puppy''s. It''s asking me straight to the heart to go and accompany her for shopping.


    "I-I guess I can buy stuff for our dinner later.." I answered while scratching my cheek. Truth to be told, I just can''t refuse. I seriously cannot with those eyes.


    "Yay~ let''s go then~!" She dragged me towards the store''s doors immediately after.


    Though why is she so interested with the store? I pretty much learned that in the next few minutes later...


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    "So tired..." I mumbled. I actually forgot that she''s super clumsy. Half of the time was actually me just returning and fixing the mess she''s doing while shopping. 30 minutes was totally wasted mostly on the fixing of the mess part. In the end, I haven''t bough anything at all. While she just bought some cans of sodas instead.


    ''Girls are a handful even just for Grocery stores, so prepare for that always partner'' I remembered Jeremy''s word of wisdom. I actually thought it''s a practical joke but...


    I''m traumatized. Its even more terrifying since that I probably haven''t seen the worst yet.


    Still though, seeing Anne skipping happily is already satisfaction for me.


    "Hurry, Hurry~!!" She yells at me while gesturing her hand. I smile and hurry with her to welcome her to my home-


    "Hey, fuckface! Whatcha doin up there?"


    A sudden voice interrupted my haven.


    Oh


    My


    God.


    I stop moving. My knees started to shake from fear. Every muscle of my body cannot even move.


    Not now, not like this.


    "Eh? What was that Kyle?"


    Noticing my sudden stop, She asked me curiously with her head even tilting.


    "R-ru..."


    I tried to speak. But my lips and voice can barely work at all. My lips are quivering in fear, and I feel like my voice would crack once I even tried to talk at all.


    Please, not now...


    "R-ra? Ra? Rat? Random? Ramsay? What ''Ra'' Kyle? I don''t have all day you know?" She joked while giggling.


    I can feel Gian''s stabbing stare now, my every cell is telling me that if I have to warn her, now is the time. Rather, now is the only time.


    With everything I''ve got, I scream to the top of my lungs.


    "R-run Anne!!"


    In a milisecond, I observe her eyes. It changes from pure confusion, to realization, and panic. Just as she was about to turn...


    "Too late dearie ~"


    An arm grabbed her and threw her besides me.


    "N-no, Anne!!!"


    I screamed in terror. Before I knew it, we were surrounded. His chilling voice entered my ears once again.


    "Thanks for the treat you little bitch ~"


    And it all goes black.


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    "N-no!! Stop!!"


    It pierced my ears and jolt me up. Its once again the familiar bridge. However, this time something is different.


    On the floor is Anne. Her appearance is... rugged.Her face is full of tears while Her clothes are ripped and she''s full of bruises. but otherwise she is fine... is what I would like to say but currently she''s surrounded of around a dozen people.


    Its actually already taking the best out of her just to repel them away, but unfortunately, it feels like they are just playing with her.


    "P-please! Stop!!" I scream as I threw myself unto Gian and 2 other people. My efforts were in vain however as they just elbowed me away and proceeded to kick my guts out.


    "Already awake you lil punk? How could yah just not leave us with this beautiful lady right here? She''s your gift, right?"


    Gian mockingly said. I shook my head.


    "Oh? No? Then why are you going here then? Isn''t this a gift from you? ISN''T??!!"


    A kick was delivered to my knee. I fall down the ground after losing my balance. I groan out of pain but i proceed forced myself to kneel in front of them. I took a glance at Hannah.


    She''s still resisting, but barely. I pull out my wallet and place it at the ground.


    "Please... I''ll give you all everything, everything... just please, don''t hurt her... " I begged them. They all laugh while Hannah looks at me strangely with surprise.


    "Oh~? Then how about this~?" He places his foot on my back and laughs.


    "What if you let us touch her and play with her, then you''ll be free from us? Forever~?" He said with a quiet tone of insanity. I took a glance at her once again. I widened my eyes. Her face isn''t stained with fear at all. It''s rather filled with hope, and courage. She didn''t give up at all.


    Seeing this, I felt ashamed. Ashamed at myself, ashamed at my everything.


    Why am I so much of a coward I wonder?


    I stood up, glaring at them fiercely now.


    "I... I will never give up a friend!"


    Silence filled the air. She looked at me with complete surprise and confusion. However, that look didn''t stay long as she was then caught immediately after she lost her guard. She''s now struggling. Her arms are caught by two men, while four other are covering her from my sight. I can still hear her screams and struggle, but I wasn''t able to do anything.


    I was smashed on the head with a stone after I said those words. My head started to bleed, but that wasn''t the end of it. They proceeded to beat me up as well, my limbs now felt like jelly due to numbness, and now I feel my surrounding darken.


    No words were spoken. Only pain were felt.


    I felt a sharp object stab my stomach as everything completely goes black.


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    Darkness. Only the void is around me.


    "So, Yer just gennne let them ''ave her?"


    A familiar voice calls out to me in this darkness. I turn around and I see it once again.


    The red orb of fire.


    "Is this really okay kid?"


    I don''t know... I don''t know what I can even do in the first place...


    "Oh? Yer confused eh? Then, why dont''cha leave it to meh eh?"


    What?...


    I don''t know what am I even doing anymore. Before I knew it, I''m talking to this random hallucination like it''s practically normal.


    "It''s just like I said! I''ll fight this time. After all, if yer stupid ass dies, I''ll die too. So, any problems?"


    ...are you gonna save her?


    "Hmm? If I can then why the fuck not?"


    ...I see... then please.. fight.


    "Hell yeah brat."


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    "So, why don''t we have some fun, now that the dumbass is dead?"


    Gian says while slowly tearing apart Anne''s Skirt. Anne bites the delinquent''s ear immediately after. Gian''s scream echoes throughout the bridge.


    "You''re lucky that I''m not able to grab my bag right now.."


    Anne whispers while struggling. Gian finishes his scream and looks at Anne with rage. He pulls his fist.


    "YOU BITCH!!!" Just as the fist was about to hit her face...


    "Hey, that''s not a very good punch ye know?"


    A familiar yet arrogant voice filled the air just as the arm was grabbed. Gian looked at the culprit, and was surprised.


    "Yo! So beatin'' up girls is yer thing eh? How lame and weak..."


    Kyle is grabbing Gian''s arm. However this time, his look is different from how they knew it. His hair is now messy and standing, his eyes are now red, and his expression is so familiar...


    It''s like them.


    Gian tries to pull away his arm, but was instead countered with inhumane strength. Kyle(?) Grins and throws Gian towards the wall with only one arm, smashing Gian into it.


    He laughs evily and stares at every one of them.


    "A dozen eh? Well, get ready yeh pussies. After all..."


    Kyle(?) Tooks a stance and grins once again.


    "I''m gonna show yah''ll how to do an actual fuckin'' breakdown"

 Chapter 6

    Silence filled the air.


    And suddenly, everyone broke down laughing.


    "Wahahahahahahaahhahaha!!! B-''Break''Down??? What''s that?? I thought it''s supposed to be a ''beatdown'' what the fuck???!! Whahahahahahahahahah~!!!"


    "Way to ruin the moment! Hahahahaha~!!"


    Veins popped on his temple when he heard these scum laugh at his ''moment''. He did plan on saying "beatdown" but maybe it''s because of the fact that it''s his first time That he messed up... or maybe he had an auto correct and realized about it too late. Otherwise, who knows?


    "This motherfucker actually thinks that he can take us all on at once??!!"


    Tch


    "But he can''t even use fuckin'' basic English properly!!"


    Hmmm...


    "What an idiot, right??!!"


    And so, The guy that called him an idiot flew into the sky like a bird that borne wings for the first time.


    """"Eh?""""


    They all exclaimed in unison. They stopped laughing and gazed at the perpetrator. Then, Everyone swallowed their saliva.


    The guy looks pissed. Real pissed.


    "Hey... yeh fuckin morons have balls the size of the moon to piss me off like that. Though.... don''t forget that... the larger your balls is, you might have a testicle problem."


    Silence filled the air. Everyone thought the same thing at that moment.


    ''I don''t know if I should laugh, cry, or get pissed. That was so dumb, so dumb that it felt like we need to see an actual comedian to recover.''


    Of course, saying it out loud is pretty much death sentence.


    "So, come her you lil bitches?" Kyle(?) Said while smirking as his left hand gestures for them to come at him.


    Everyone hesitated and didn''t move. Nobody can dare to actually try to fight someone like him that easily. After all, in reality, everyone would have ran between their legs already with that display of strength.


    "E-everyone! I''ll give you all money if you beat the shit out of that guy!"


    Gian woke up it seems from that massive slam. Even though that offer is good, no offense but it isn''t worth it.


    "I-I''ll give cars and shit if you beat that bastard up!!"


    No sir, we''ll die so whatever you give us will be pointless either way-


    "I''ll call all the whores of this city and we''ll have a fuckin''orgy at the headquarters if you beat that asshole up!"


    "Alright everyone, let''s show him the power of our gang!"


    "Hell yeah!!!"


    "He''s just one person! Use our numbers to our advantage everyone!!!"


    "Hell yeah!!"


    "For the money!!"


    "Hell yeah!!"


    "For the glory!!"


    "Hell yeah!!"


    "And for the fuckin ladies!!"


    """""HELL YEAH!!""""


    Apparently, the power of hormones have diverted their common sense as they all went ahead and attacked Kyle(?) At the same time.


    Gian was flabbergasted but accepted the situation rather than complaining as he joined the group afterwards.


    "?... what the fuck is wrong with these guys.. and why do I feel like the villain here?"


    Was all Kyle(?) Could say once the war started.


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    Seeing that everyone plans to trap him, he leaps upwards for an effort to dodge them. It does deem effective as everyone slammed their heads to their comrades. As Kyle(?) Landed on the ground, two delinquents tried to punch him at the same time. He blocked these with his hands grabbing each fist. His right leg kicks the knees of the two with a 45 degree kick. As the two fell to the ground thanks to the pain from the attack, he takes advantage of it by moving forward as they fell, and breaking their arms that he grabbed in the process.


    "Two down, nine more to go-"


    Kyle(?) Wasn''t able to finish as a bat was slammed on the nape of his neck. Unfortunately for THEM, the bat broke instead. Kyle(?) notices the man and grins.


    "T-that''s impossible..."


    Those were the delinquent''s last words. He was immediately caught on the hem of his clothes and was slammed to the ground effortlessly.Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.


    "Now, any more?" He mockingly asked, and indeed, there''s more.


    A stone came flying aimed right at Kyle''s(?) Face, and without any change in expression, he grabbed the stone with no problem at all. He showed his devilish grin and a small bald guy started to run away from below the bridge. He notices this and takes a pose of a baseball thrower. He threw the stone right to the stomach of that man, making him unconscious in an instant.


    Without giving him a rest, another couple of men attacked him from behind. This time, the two grabbed both his arms in an effort to stop his movements.


    While Kyle(?) was ''immobilized'', A bulky man that has a green punk hair stepped  forward and shouted "hiyaahhh!!" As he punched his body.


    Again, and again, and again.


    The impact could be heard and felt. Everyone grinned at that moment. It meant that Pain could be felt. They all now have hope to win it.


    At least they thought so.


    "Oh... let''s try escaping this way..."


    He said as he coughed blood directly to the eyes of the punk. While the punk screamed from blindness, Kyle(?) Grabbed hold of the balls of the two men and squeezed it as hard as he can.


    ""Oooowwww!!!""


    "That''s not fair?! Aren''t you a man?!"


    The two protested while holding their balls with their red faces.


    "It''s a fuckin street fight, what do you expect?" He replied back. He delivers a punch to their gut to finish them off.


    Kyle(?) Changed his sights to the man that beat him up just now. The man is still blinded thanks to the blood and can barely even notice that he is in front of him. Kyle(?) Raised his right foot as high as he can. Then...


    "My eyes!! My fuckin eyes!!-"


    ...He delivers an axe kick on his head while he is bowing and fixing his sight.


    "Six down, five more to go~!" He happily said. He fiercely looks at the remaining five. Gian''s face is now terrified and sweating. The other four didn''t waste their time as they all fought together this time.


    "Wow, I really respect yeh guys~!! Not being a cowerd is good yeh know~!!"


    The two of them aimed a hook at him with the two directions occupied. The other guy proceeded to aim a side kick on his foot, preventing him to duck. While finally, the last guy went behind him and leapt, aiming a "superman punch" to his head.


    In conclusion, it''s impossible to dodge.


    It''s fine though. After all, it was easy to counter.


    Kyle(?) Grabbed the man behind him and slammed him towards the two punchers as if he is just playing a pillow fight. He finally simply stepped on the side kick quite easily since it''s pretty slow. A scream once again filled the air as a bone being broken was heard.


    "So easy..." he mumbled. He stared at the only survivor left. A man named gian. Though his arms are sweating, he takes out something from his pocket...


    A bloody switchblade.


    He pointed it towards Kyle(?) With his shaking arms.


    "D-don''t you dare come near me..."


    He said with his broken voice. He started to whip and slash his knife towards Kyle(?). But, none of the attacks connected at all. Kyle dodged each and every strike with no problem at all whatsoever. Remarks were even said such as "that''s such a low strike", "you are way too open", "That was too slow", and more.


    "Why, why?! Why can''t I hit you?! I fucking stabbed you earlier so why can''t I now?!" He complained while desperately still trying to kill Kyle(?).


    "Oh, this is how you should do it." Kyle(?) Smirked once again as he caught it.


    He caught the knife that was aimed as a stab right to his head with only his index and middle finger.


    "Let me borrow this kid, You ain''t fuckin worth this shit." He pulled the knife effortlessly with no problem whatsoever. He followed it up with an uppercut right at his jaw.


    Gian flew and fell with a huge impact. His pants starts to get soiled and wet. His face now desperately crying from fear.


    "P-please!! D-don''t hurt me!! I''ll pay anything, anything I tell you!!"


    He whines while crawling away from Kyle(?)


    Meanwhile, Kyle(?) Is now laughing. His face so terrifying for anyone to even think of as Kyle.


    "Say... what would happen if I stab you as well? I wanna see... let''s try it out then~, let''s stab you with yer own knife~!! Imma gonna stab you maybe... around 20? 30 times? I dunno, tell me, how long were you bullying Kyle- I mean, me again?"


    "U-ummm..."


    "ANSWER ME BOII!!" Kyle(?) shouted as he stepped on Gian''s chest.


    " s-since 3 years ago!!" Gian cried out, his voice quivering and breaking now.


    "Oh~? Then... hmmm... aaarrgghh, dammit! I forgot how many fuckin days that is! I''ll just tear you apart limb by limb until you aren''t recognizable anymore!! Here I go~!!!"


    He thrust forward his right hand, aiming to stab gian.


    "N-noooo!!!!"


    Just as he was about to hit him...


    N-no!!


    "... Eh? Did yeh said anything? Wait, why can''t I move my hand? Wait, don''t tell me..."


    Please stop!!


    "Wait, you??!! Of all the people, You??!! Why?!!"


    ...I don''t want to kill anyone.


    "YOU FUCKIN BITCH, THIS MOFO DESERVED IT! LET ME MOVE ALREADY!!"


    I said NO!!


    And Kyle''s appearance returns to normal.


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    "Haah... haahhh..."


    I stare at the mess around me. Everyone''s bodies are laid around like puppets without a string. Gian now has foaming bubbles on his mouth and completely white eyes. Luckily, he seems to be still breathing.


    I sigh.


    I''m... terrified...


    Of how this could have happened... and what was that?...


    I don''t even want to know...


    I sudden felt the ground to be somehow wet. It didn''t rain and the river wasn''t overflowing today, so what happened?


    I look around me.


    Blood was also flowing from the surroundings. Almost like a river too.


    I was confused. How? I''m sure that I didn''t hit anyone to the point of this level of blood... so how?...


    I tried finding the source, and to my surprise...


    It''s from my stomach.


    Oh, right... I got stabbed didn''t I?


    That''s when the pain hits.


    Ahhh..


    I feel my knees weakening on me. I searched for Hannah''s presence, and was once again met with a surprising view.


    Anne... has an alert look on her face. She''s aiming her right hand towards me. Rather, she is aiming her bracelet on her wrist towards me. A strange, golden, transparent orb is floating in front of those hands.


    It may have felt weird but.. right now..


    "I''m.. glad... that... y-you''re okay..."


    I fell and saw the darkness once again for the third time.


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    "Haah.. haah..."


    I fell to the ground, the scene is too much for me.


    I was told that ''they'' are going to be here, but I didn''t expect one to inhabit someone this close to me all along.


    ''Kyle Aryans''...


    I expected him to be nothing more than a puny, weak, and an unlucky boy. Never would I have thought that he is actually one of the rarest sorts of humans of this world...


    I knew it. This city is indeed worth of investigation.


    I took out my phone from my bag and called a certain number.


    "Hello, This is Anne."


    "Miss?? Why aren''t you home at this time??? Where are you??? You''ll be in so much trouble you child-"


    "I can explain. Something came up, and I discovered something amazing. But first, I need a car... a few ''cleaners'' and a set of clothes."


    "...unless you tell me what happened milady, I will not send any form of help."


    "What??!! Are you serious right now???"


    "Yes I am. Last time you asked for ''help'', it was just you wanting to show off to everyone. I will not be fooled once again."


    "Aaaarrrggghhhh.... fine, fine... I found a ''spiritual point''."


    "...this is not a time to joke around milady."


    " Do you think that is something I can joke around in the first place???!!"


    "... forgive me, I will send help immediately."


    "Thank you. I''ll be waiting. Just check my GPS for my location."


    "Understood."


    I hung my phone up. I look at the blood-filled man lying on the ground.


    Never would he realize that the path he''ll walk through, is a rough one. One that would drive him insane and change him completely.


    All I can do is... to guide him towards the right path.


    As a heir of the third Exorcism Clan, Anne Rexene Tao.


    And as a friend.

 Chapter 7

    "Umm... where am I?"


    I strangely woke up today on a totally different bed than usual. The softness and plump sensation on my back is one proof of it. I even felt like sleeping again with this kind of comfortable sensation. It took all my effort just to stand up from the luxurious bed.


    I take a look at my surroundings. I seemed to be in some kind of royal room. Beautiful ornaments are everywhere, and the design of the wallpapers made it more amazing. However, I can distinctively smell a scent of some kind of incense outside of the wooden door. I wonder if why?


    I took a glance at a massive window on the wall. Bright light is poured from outside to within, indicating that it''s already around early noon.


    I went towards the window and took a peek-


    "I advice not to do so sir."


    A sudden voice called to me. I turn to see the source and was baffled.


    A dignified, tall, and handsome man is beside the open door. He wears a thick black tail coat, black pants and shiny black leather shoes. On his right hand perfectly balanced Is a set of clothes.


    To sum it up, there is an actual butler in here right now in this room.


    "We are currently around 6 floors above the ground sir. Any person seeing the height would pale and faint at once. Incidents such as people falling have also happened as well in the past. Hereby, I sincerely advice not to take even a glance below."


    I am already sitting on the bed. Rather, the moment he mentioned the term ''6 floors above'', I leapt backwards and sat on the bed as fast as I could.


    I''m not really good at heights you know? Especially with this luck of mine and all.


    "Good. Here''s a change of clothes for you Sir, let me leave it just on the bed..."


    The man smiled and placed the set of clothes on the bed.


    "T-thanks..."


    I said anxiously. All I was met with was a silent gaze.


    "How are you sir? How is the wound sir?" He asked to me.


    The events that happened before i passed out returned to my mind. I composed my mind just as I was hit with a panic attack. Fortunately, it somehow worked. Albeit barely but otherwise it worked. I hurriedly open the buttons on my shirt and was met with what i expected.


    A long string of bandages covered my abdomen.


    Now that I remember about it, I did have a wound huh?...


    I searched for a mirror around the room and found one on top of the shelf beside the bed. I took a glance on it and was met with a surprise.


    My current appearance can be compared to that offense a mummy with the amount of bandages wrapped on me. My face is covered with bruises and cottons filled with anti septic, and my limbs are one way or another covered with a cast.


    Translation: I look like a mess.


    But what makes this more amazing is that this actually healed so quickly...


    "I see that you have healed quite splendidly. Any questions?"


    He asked.


    "Ummm... f-first is, How long was I out?" I asked him. After all, I am worried for my sister at home. She must be worried sick for me. And to be able to find a good excuse when I really have to.


    "Don''t worry sir, it has just been a day after you were delivered here. A messenger was already sent to your family, So they will arrive later to get you from here."


    "O-oh..." was all I could muster. I mean, what else can I say?


    "T-thanks, Mr....?" I mumbled, realizing that he hasn''t even introduced himself yet.


    "Oh, right. That was rude of me. My name is Tristan, A long-timed servant of house."


    "I-I see... T-talking about this h-house, where am I exactly?" I told the question that  has been bugging my head ever since I woke up. Tristan coughs and smiles to me.


    "You are currently in one of the mansions of the Tao family. A clan dedicated to exorcism, the study of supernatural occurrences, and maintaining the secrecy of the said subject. Anne Rexene Tao, Your ''friend'' and the one that brought you here, is the heir of this exact clan. Any more questions?"


    "...none."


    "Good. Milady is currently below on the 3rd floor, eating her breakfast. She ordered me to come here and call you over to join her. The elevator is on the far end of the Hallway to the right. I do believe you know how to use an elevator, do you?"


    "O-of course I do" I stuttered to him as a response.


    "Thank goodness. Now I must leave to..." I see his eyes moved to the set of clothes on the bed."


    "...leave you in your private matters. Excuse me."


    He bowed and left the room afterwards.


    I stare at the ceiling. My eyes most likely empty and focused on the mystery ogre tomorrow.


    "...what''s happening to me?" I complained in the empty room.


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    Walking through the halls, I have to say... it''s beautiful. You can feel the royalty in every corner and angle here. Shiny ornaments and Wide paintings are stuck on the walls of either side of the corridor. There''s even barely any form of dust at all, despite the size of this place. I have to say, I respect the person in charge of cleaning. It must be real tiring after all.


    Anyway, currently I''m wearing a simple t shirt with a piece sign on the front, and a pair of jeans, I''m still wearing the sneakers I used last time, just cleaner this time around. My bandages are still there but at least I am capable of walking normally, or else it would be hard for me.Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    "Still though... it''s really far isn''t?" I mumbled. My legs now feel like noodles with the walk I have been doing so far. It felt like this mansion is a maze. I have been going around and around for the last one hour already, so please give me a break...


    I have even started to open each door I encounter, which were actually either guest rooms like I used earlier, or some kind of unique room such as Jacuzzis or closets.


    The owner must be real bored to bother adding these useless stuff in the first place...


    Finally, hope seemed to have dawned on me as a pleasant scent of pancakes and coffee enveloped the air. I searched for the direction of that smell, which lead me to a room on the center of the entire floor. I stop in front of it and... knocked on it.


    "Oh, Hey there, come on in. I have pancakes, Hotdogs, And some eggs here. Take a seat at the front here!"


    A familiar voice called out to me. I turned to look at it and saw Anne Rexene Eating pancakes and drinking some coffee like it''s just a random Saturday morning.


    My fingers started to be fidgety. I took a glance from down to the top at her. She''s currently wearing a simple Red T shirt with the words "Rock me up!" and barely visible is her black shorts just below the table. She''s still also currently not wearing her glasses and her hair is currently tied up.


    If I were to be asked, I would definitely answer that I don''t know her at all. That''s how different it is. Though her voice is definitely the voice of the Anne I know.


    "... Y-You''re Miss Anne, Right?" I asked just to be sure.


    Just to be "reeeeaaallly" sure.


    "What? Oh, of course It''s me. Do you want me to even share some of your secrets? Like, You being covered in poop while in C.R. Cleaning duty in 8th grade, Your phone being exposed of your first porn in that same year, and-"


    "O-okay, fine you''re the Anne I-I know! G-geez..." I interrupted her before my dignity goes down to the drain.


    "Good. So, before we talk, Eat up Kyle. I bet you''re hungry, right?"


    She said to me while gesturing for me to sit.


    Now that she mentioned it, My stomach IS grumbling since earlier. The shock just made me not notice it? Considering the order of events at the moment, I have to say that it''s plausible


    I sit on the opposite end of the LONG table she''s eating. I scan the room. It''s just like the same with the room earlier. Just as grand and as amazing. A shiny, glittery Chandelier hangs on the ceiling on the center of the room, makes the red ceiling more pleasant to look at. The windows were just as huge, with perhaps leading a small balcony outside.


    I take a seat and take a bite at the pancakes in front of me.


    So yummy...


    The sweetness is just normal and not forced at all... plus, the syrup is so sweet too..


    Before I knew it, I became like a dog. I ate and licked anything Tharp was on the plate. I guess this is the effect of not eating for an entire day. All I knew was just that I was hungry, and I need to eat.


    Sweets is good you know?


    We both ate with silence, My hands only digging to the food like a moron and Anne giggling time to time.


    "...T-thank you for the f-food..." I said to her when we both finished.


    "Don''t worry about it, as long as you enjoyed it." She made half a smile after saying those words.


    "T-thanks...U-umm... Ms. Anne... what happened, Why did it happened, and who are you exactly?.." I asked her with complete honesty from my heart. These are questions that have been ringing within my head for a while now.


    "I see... of course you would be confused huh?... sorry about that..." she said as she looked downwards, avoiding her gaze towards mine.


    I said nothing and simply waited for any follow up. After all, what can I say?


    "So, First of all, I would like to reintroduce myself. I am Anne Rexene Tao. The Tao clan is a clan dedicated to the art of exorcism, Same with 5 other major clans. By the way, The tao is at the 3rd of the rankings right now." She explained with some kind of pride.


    "Umm... I didn''t get a thing though..." I told her. She became flustered immediately afterwards. She coughed and looked at me straight to the eye this time, to continue.


    "The world is infested with various monsters named "spirits". These monsters are considerably dangerous to mankind, for they are capable of both destruction and control of human lives. Such is why we, the clans are made. We are supposed to defeat these monsters and hide it in secrecy as much as possible."


    Or so she said. I really feel like that is really dumb for a setting. I had some kind of guess that I might even be kidnapped and that my sister will be asked for ransom! I seriously can''t possibly bother her anymore...


    What do movie protagonists do when they encounter these situations... oh! They try to gain information against the kidnapper, right? Okay then, let''s press a question...


    "Ummm.. why did you go to this city and... why be friends with us?, Ms. Anne?" I asked her with hope brimming inside of me this time.


    "...I was brought here by my family, specifically by my father, to investigate this city. Apparently, this city was once filled with spirits years ago. Yet it suddenly became almost peaceful after a certain incident. It wasn''t really brought into our attention at the past so the investigation was delayed for 10 years..." she looked away after telling me. I sensed that something is interesting with her setting so I pushed forward.


    "Eh? Wait, why? Why do that? It''s already ten years, right? So why??" I asked ''curiously''


    "..I warned to prove myself for my father, Kyle.  I wanted to prove that I am worthy for him at least... that even if I''m a girl, I am capable. So I suggested to him that I will investigate a dead case."


    "My family already has a mansion here in the past, in which where I stayed at. My butler took care of the papers for me and I took the time to register for the school here. I took my time in the first day, as quiet as I can. But then on my first day, You suddenly fell from the roof of the school auditorium." Anne took a peek at my reaction, to which she giggled a bit.


    Oh yeah that happened...


    She continued anyways.


    "The ruckus was enough for me to ask people about you. They told me that you are the most unluckiest man to ever live."


    Hey, hey.


    "And that you are doomed to die in the age of 18, just like the devils said."


    Wait, they said that?


    "And that everyone that gets close to you will be cursed forever."


    Wow... now that hurts me to the core.


    "Of course, all of these are baseless rumours so I completely ignored them. at first that is. Apparently, you are the only person in the entire school the closest to the class president, which is perhaps a connection I would need to gain information. Such is why, I did ''that''." She looked away once again with guilt.


    At first, I didn''t get what she meant, but after jogging my memories, I got an answer.


    "W-wait, M-ms Anne... are you saying you stabbing me....?"


    "I was supposed to make you some kind of love letter like cliche but well... I messed up." Such words were followed up by her taking out her tongue.


    ...


    "Anyway, back to the topic. So, I actually talked with Jeremy a lot about things around the school. To which, he gladly answered. Unfortunately, there wasn''t much information I could get so I gave up. The trip to your house, was supposed to be my last break."


    "But then, something amazing happened... You actually showed me the answer-"


    "Okay that''s it, Y-you''re completely lunatic Ms. A-Anne." I said to her, this time standing up. I looked at her straight to her confused eyes.


    "I-I dont get what you mean Kyle-"


    "Y-you''re planning to take my body for experiments, right? O-or maybe you have already been doing I-it??! W-what did you p-put inside me? I-I''ll call the p-police! I-I''ll definitely do it!-"


    "Please calm down Kyle. I would never do that. You saw what I went through, So please stop that."


    Hearing those words, I remembered what happened that time again. She was humiliated, Hurt and was disgraced thanks to me.


    "...sorry.." that was all I can say to her, even saying that alone is difficult. I can''t possibly look at her eyes.


    ".. for now, let me finish. Okay?" I simply nodded. I want to learn of her complete setting first at least.


    "Ahem. So, The thing is... a spirit actually possessed you. At first, I stayed vigilant, After all, a random spirit possessing is already commonly known as a threat. They won''t stop until they grant whatever  goal they have. However, As I was about to step in, you did something more amazing... You controlled it. You stopped it''s rampage, completely too. Everyone is safe and breathing. They are all currently in this city''s hospital. Other than the man That flew to the other city literally that is. He''s on the other hospital, luckily he just fell on a certain ceremony there, so he got saved immediately."


    "...why me? Why did I get dragged to all of these?" I asked her.


    "Well... why don''t you ask it yourself?" She suddenly pointed behind me.


    "Huh? What are you talking about-" I said as I turned to look behind. Of course, It surprised the soul out of my body.


    "TALK TO ME TOO YOU FREAKING MORON! HOW DARE YOU EVEN IGNORE ME UP TO THIS POINT?!" The familiar red orb of fire spouted to me.


    "..."


    I fainted.

 Chapter 8

    "uuuggh.."


    I woke up at the same place as earlier, which is the table. The difference would be that it''s now clearly cleaned. I move my eyes to scan the room-


    "So, Yah awake now kid?"


    A bright flaming orb said to me with its strange burning brows furrowed. An expression ike I am a complete idiot.


    Which, I totally did not disappoint.


    "W-waaaahhhh?!! Am I dead? Is this heaven? Am I gonna go to hell?? Sorry god, I don''t lust over my sister I promise! No incest going on there!!"


    I frantically shouted as I backed off from the chair.


    "Wow, this guy seriously have problems. Wonder if he would take some medicines? I have one you see, it''s called "shut the fuck up already". Wonder If he''ll like it?" The orb sarcastically said. Then I see on the corner of my sight the most wonderful person in the entire world.


    "M-Ms. Anne! This freakish obviously Satan burning soul That is born from evilness is definitely going to rape and kill me?! H-help me, please!!"


    "What the- THE FUCK YOU CALLED YOUR SAVIOR YOU LIL BITCH?!"


    ...I ignored the freakish obviously Satan burning soul that is born from true evilness that''s totally gonna rape me alive until I will shout "kill me please" that would kill me in the end as I waited for her response.


    Anne,  at first just stared at me for a few good seconds until she burst out laughing.


    "W-what the..."


    "D-don''t worry Kyle, that guy isn''t like that!... though I kinda feel like you''re about to cry and piss for some reason... pfft..!"


    She said as he covered her mouth to laugh again.


    "A-are y-you sure?" I asked, backing away from her this time as well.


    ''''I''m sure Kyle, now stand up from the floor and take a seat once again please. "


    She says with a reassuring smile that entices me. She gestures her hand once again towards the seat I just fell earlier. Embarrassed, I sit properly this time,


    "Umm... how long was I out?" I asked her, curious and both scared of how much I would give trouble with Sis once again.


    "Only around 3 minutes Kyle, That guy there-" she focuses her glare on the thing beside me, which is currently just spinning in circles, Creating some form of mini-ferris wheel like lighting.


    "Pretty much immediately kept on pushing and trying to wake you up as Tristan was cleaning up our mess here.."


    "...understandable." I answered to her while nodding, completely understanding the situation.


    "...wat?" Was all the cause of the problems said.


    "Anyway as you can see, that''s the guy that possessed you last time."


    "Yeah, I''m the wonderful Hero that saved the day! Praise me little Timmy!" Said by the Red fire mockingly.


    "...and as you can see, we already have some trouble with It." Anne crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, totally disappointed and ashamed at it.


    "Hey, at least I ain''t gonna be an ass unlike this guy here." It said while revolving around my head, which isn''t as pleasant as it looks like in my view.


    "First is, How was it able to appear in here...?" I asked her, since it felt like she knew this was gonna happen. Seeing the red fire nod, I cam ascertain that it''s asking the same question as I am.


    "Well, you smell that incense burning since earlier?"


    "Now that you mention it... I have been smelling it for some reason but I haven''t seen any altar or some sort since I woke up..." I replied, just noticing and plenty curious on where this scent is originating from and if what does it do exactly.


    Anne smirks and stands up, her black, braided hair shining through the sunlight. She starts walking back and forth in the room, Her steps echoing in the silence that''s only filled with noises of chirping birds outside.


    "In the second floor, is an entire floor dedicated for our altar, arts, and worships. Thus, from it''s walls, altars, doors, and many more are filled with candles filled with incense that has a "unique" form of smoke that makes our brain open at least 50% of it''s capabilities. Thus, opening the "mind''s eye" Which allows us, humans to percieve spiritual energy. Its otherwise better known by you people as the "third eye"."


    She said while crossing her arms on her chest and closing her eyes.


    "So..."


    Surprised, I turned and see the red fire have a look of strange realization.Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.


    "So... you''re telling me that this entire fucking building is filled with weed smoke."


    Wait, what?


    Anne had a look like she realized something so horrible but has just known it despite having it for years. Huh, what a strange description of mine.


    "...yes. this entire mansion, is filled with weed."


    She confirms The red fire''s assumption.


    "H-huh... n-no wonder I am more of a wimpy kid right now..." I said, realizing just why I have been feeling more weird and paranoid that I normally am.


    "Yeah, no wonder I''m feeling more active and... horny.(wait, what) in a totally ''spiritually way''. Awesome."


    Said by the addicted one with it''s eyes rolled to the back.


    "So.... Can you tell us your name umm...?" I asked the red flame.


    The red flame stopped moving, then just kept on looking at the ceiling. It''s face was cramped like it''s in completely deep thought. The pressure that it released felt like it would drop it''s sweat from the brainstorm. Of course, it won''t since it''s a literal fire but you get my point.


    It suddenly looked downwards as if giving up.


    "Art. My name is art."


    It answered to me with an expression like it would kill me if I asked.


    "...w-wait, That''s it? What about your last name?" I stuttered, my face changing into one of disbelief.


    "Yeah about that... I don''t remember." It said as it averted its sight from my own.


    However, considering the circumstances, I took a breath and let that simple outrageous fact sink in me. For now, I continue my question since it just pretty much ignored me.


    "So.. w-why are y-you here ummm... Mr. Art...?" I asked it, assuming that it was a boy. Of course I braced myself for any possible physical damage if it was a girl but since It didn''t react, I was saved.


    "Kid, I said it earlier. I don''t remember shit. Rather, I don''t even know why the fuck I am here. All I know is suddenly, bam! I got here and I sent have any idea why! I may even be the best example of a guy with existential crisis yet." He said abruptly. Which took the best out of me to calm down. I can''t do an idiotic move again. Not at all.


    "So... Why did you choose me...? Of all the people, why me...?" I asked him that one final question. That one question that bugged me from the start.


    I just want to know. Why did he chose me? There are several people out there, even more better than myself. Yet he chose me. Why? Were there some form of connection between the two of us? Did we meet in the past? Do I have a strange secret that I somehow don''t know myself? Just, why me...?


    "Oh, I just chose you on a whim."


    Wait what.


    Seeing my expression that reflects a face of insanity from pure disbelief, if sighs and as if leaning to a chair (despite not having one in the first place) it looks at the ceiling while having a look of someone reminiscing on their memories.


    "That night. I was so lost and confused. Perhaps more confused than a Homeless man under house arrest. I questioned my existence. Why am I here In this world? Was there something I needed to understand? I took my time to Roam in this world..."


    "Oh... That feels so harsh... sorry about that..." I said, tearing up a bit as such a pure soul was just actually a victim of a sudden tragic event.


    "...Is what I wanna fucking fucking say but the truth is that I just woke up inside a bunch of pipes. Full of shit. Hear me?! Full of fucking shit! Then when I tried to move upwards from underground while avoiding shit as much as possible, you... YOU.... Y O U .... YOU FUCKING MORON... Actually stepped on me and I got dragged on this shit. However, my mind was still pretty cloudy that time so I didn''t realized much of what was happening. So I just got stuck with you and your lame ass bicycle as you fuckig flew ten feet off the ground and fell to the roof of the freaking auditorium, like it''s just a Saturday morning of yah folks!"


    ...I retract my previous statement.


    "So, Of course as a benevolent spirit, I stayed patient and took mah time understanding this world. After a while, I got a sense of self. Which I immediately used my time to talk to you for the first time. Only for me to fail for my first times. Times such as when I was trying to talk to you in your dream, when you are alone in the clinic, etc, etc. Sadly for me, You''re so fucking weak that I can''t even conduct a normal conversation with you. But of course, Dear good Art here is still as divine as ever. I didn''t give up yet and thought that perhaps one day, you may be able to listen to me! So I waited, and waited. Until one night, while the full moon was out, You finally took notice on me! I still felt that sense of enjoyment and glee the moment that your iris saw me. However, that sense was changed to a sense of disappointment exactly 5 seconds later. I mean, shit. I fucking wait persistently for days and I get ignored the first time I actually got your fucking attention??!! Kiss my ass, I ain''t wasting my time for that bullcrap motherfucker! Anyway So that''s my little story, I suggest May you fuck off now? You whiny bitches already know the rest anyway."


    "..."


    "Wow, Kyle. You might be the worst kind of a guy I ever known in this world." Said by Anne, amazed at my idiocy.


    "...I know, Sorry... b-but in my defense, Anyone would have done it at that situation." I tried to plead my only dignity left.


    "Yeah, so common that you would ignore the guy you fucked up, huh? Don''t you know the thing called "screaming?" Because I would have rather taken that actually rather than being ignored like I am fucking nothing." Art rebutted painfully. To which, shot me like a bullet straight the heart.


    Wow... that really hurt.


    "W-well... I don''t want to ruin the awkward moment here but there''s still a pretty Important issue we need to talk about here..." Anne has her face cramping as she tries to force a conversation that seems pretty important to be pushed at this point.


    "Yeah, about that you lousy glasses girl... why the hell do I have to be stuck with this mofo in the first place?" Art said, perhaps just wanting to get rid of me. And considering what happened, I can''t complain. I actually agree on this one for the best after least.


    "The thing is... that would be impossible. You two cannot be separated anymore... Spiritual Points have unique spiritual energy that forces most spirits into being locked into the body for usage. And even if I can, I won''t do so. After all, I will need the two of you. "


    ""Eh..? Why?"" Art and I simultaneously replied with shocked, raised voices.


    "The two of you will help me uncover the secrets of this city. Of what may be happening in the hidden shadows of this place. And I want us to exterminate it before it could possibly get any worse as much as possible." Anne said as she looked to our eyes, as cold and stern yet full of determination. Determination of a goal that we fail to comprehend.


    "E-eh? B-but why Ms. Anne? I-I don''t want to fight... I don''t want to f-face trouble...-" I mumbled as I tried to back down but I was interrupted.


    "Kyle. You won''t find trouble, I guarantee that. ''Trouble will find you''. Such are the fate of Spiritual Points. "


    I just give her a confused, Quizzical look. She chuckles to herself.


    As if to break the awkward silence, Tristan appears from the doorway and walks majestically towards Anne. He whispers something to her ear which Anne nodded on agreement. She fixes herself and speaks to me again.


    "Don''t worry Kyle, You''ll come to me yourself. I know it. You may take your time about my offer to you, in the mean time, Your Sister has arrived now it seems. So let us see each other tomorrow Kyle. I will be waiting." She said with her cheerful smile.

 Chapter 9

    Walking.


    Walking within the shadows of Warne City.


    The darkness hiding the young boy''s full of wound face that is merely covered by measly bandages.


    Yet his eyes are fierce. As fierce as a monster. His will overflowing with desire.


    The red haired boy walks, and walks, and walks. His hand leaning to the walls of the dark alleys of the city. He wears a simple blue T shirt and tattered jeans. Yet despite the fashion, his strides aren''t showing any form of happiness at all. Only rage and vengeance filled his grudge-filled heart.


    He closes his eyes as he remembers that time. That time when the wimpy loser was actually able to beat them, humiliate them, and destroy their very dignity as a member of ''WHAF".


    People may have insulted and degenerated that exact name, but he believes that it is not merely a name. It was a symbol. A symbol of who they are, and how strong they are.


    A group created for the sake of bonding those that have the greatest of strength. It can even be said that WHAF has a massive influence inside the city''s system itself. The membership has been so wide that even some government officials are now involved in this group.


    Thus, If he choses it so, He can change the boy''s life into a living hell.


    He reminisces on his memories. That time when the boy ''accidentally'' sent a bicycle straight to his path while he was walking with his gang. The boy apologized, but after seeing his attempts in that action, He took advantage of that attitude instead. It was always his desire to dominate someone weaker than him. He always believed that the weak doesn''t deserve to live in this world after all. The strong are the only ones deserving to even breathe air in this planet. He hates the weak for their life of peace. For him, it was always like a joke. The ''so called'' peace was always something so false. He wanted to lay waste. He wanted to change those false expression on their faces.


    That was something he accomplished after he gained control of Kyle. He dominated him to the very end. Every information and possible moves were taken into account immediately. He took advantage of everything that''s possible. He does so to see that pitiful face of his. That look of giving up, the look of accepting his weakness.


    He loved it. Truth to be told, he even thought of it as orgasmic.


    But suddenly, "that" happened. As if he changed, he proceeded to destroy them. Just as he thought of dominating a girl too, he instead miserably fails. He experiences the worst form of humiliation he could have possibly experienced in his life. But not only that affected him, something else made it worse.


    His mental state.


    Currently, he feels broken. He doesn''t know what to think of. Not even the money from their gang can help him out. He is completely ruined.


    In other terms, he is mindfucked.


    Despite the first hand experience, he still cannot believe the truth. Rather, he refuses to accept it. He refuses to accept that his source of entertainment, is actually destroying him. He refuses the fact that he was just defeated By a boy unable to beat him for 3 years. His sanity just cannot accept it.


    He can''t accept that his superiority disappeared just like a bubble.


    So his instincts led him to the man capable of helping him. Helping him gain that "superiority" once again. To dominate him and show him who is the true greater one. To whom should rule over the weak. He must do so. Or else his mind will never be at peace. Every second, he can feel his sanity vanishing along with his patience. Knowing that, He hurries to their hideout.


    Exactly. The ''WHAF''s hide out.


    As ridiculous the name is, It is still an organization strictly inside the city. And such is why the Hideout of this group is hidden from plain sight.


    Gian walked with his limpy legs towards an abandoned train station. Considering it''s currently 2018, Barely anyone uses trains anymore and thus the trend of it was forgotten. Unless you''re Asian, Trains are important for Asians after all.


    Anyway, back to the story.


    After the trend of bus, taxis, cars, and other possible vehicles have surfaced, This train station was forgotten by the public as various buildings covered it and hiding it from plain sight.  Suggestions of simply destroying- or to word it better, demolishing it for renovation of a new building. Apparently, A hooker''s bar was supposed to replace the station but WHAF decided to use their funds to have the station for their own needs.


    As Gian goes down the stairs leading underground, he hears the various noises from below. Noises such as Moans from you-know-whats, playing with illegal drugs, drinkings, and more.


    And when he gets there, that is exactly what he sees.


    The underground is covered by three different grounds depending on rank. The lowest one is the outside of the trains, which is the station itself. Lights are blaring from the sides as different kinds of newbies are drinking. Several Tents are placed as well for resting reasons since most of the members actually lives there.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    This is the 3rd Ground. This is where the members get to take their time to have fun as much as they want. It may even be called a lobby room for them. It''s simply a place for hanging out for... stuff.


    People acknowledged Gian as he walked through the space that serves as a road towards the door of a cab of the train. Respect and praises were shouted to Gian, to which he simply ignored. He was too busy to talk to them anyway, and his stress also made it clear that he don''t want to interact with anyone. Fortunately, his expression showed exactly that and those exact people immediately looked away from him. After all, there is a saying that "if you mess with gian, you will face terror". Several acts of such have already happened, thus proving it.


    He entered the train ignored and was greeted with more rational looking people this time. Men that looked like their wallets would never be empty half-filled the room. Most of them are simply smoking and playing card games. Before you say it, No. It''s not a children''s card game. Gambling and the like is what it is.


    This is the second ground. This is where most influential people are stationed. After all, to not be caught and arrested, It requires them to have certain connections. And such are what the second ground is. People filled with connections such as policemen, Lawyers, And just like what was said earlier, businessmen. Of course, "persuading" such people are difficult but it was merely a simple thing for this group. For the corrupt ones, there is money already prepared in the first place. Yet if there are people needed to be "invited" to the group that refuses, they use blackmails and the like to force these people to enter it. After that, it''s only a matter of time until they succumb to that taste of power.


    Such is how they continued to exist for years.


    Gian just simply passed through these men. Some even talked behind his back but he ignored it. It was just a gossip about hoe he was the youngest leader and the one leading the 3rd Ground anyway. He doesn''t care much about that already, it was easy to get used to it. In the first place, the 2nd Ground was quite boring in Gian''s Perspective. He believes that control must be done personally, Not by something as lazy as staying in the shadows.


    And with such thought, he enters the door leading to the main cab of the long train while ignoring as much gossips as he can, Barely containing himself the urge to punch each of them in an instant.


    "Like I said, We have to install a freaking hooker tent already!"


    "And like I said, thats dumb, You can already buy them at the city so why make one?"


    "Because we need it!"


    "Oh that''s just seriously retarded Rex! And like I said, No Billy. I am never friggin adding a cocaine Plant. And that is final. In fact you''re just completely addicted to it. And as much as I allow it, I don''t allow insane people. This is not freaking Archam Asylum, You ain''t becoming joker here fuckermother- oh. Gian."


    Gian was met with an amazing sight of 2 people arguing. A blond, long haired man in a polo shirt is sitting in a table while conversing with a punk looking 3rd Ground man arguing about hookers. While just now, The blond haired man confirmed to a guy near the door that has a tattered t shirt and in a dirty appearance.


    The blond man is the current highest leader of the Group. Lance Luster. A successful businessman in the age of 23 and the one mostly managing the group. Thanks to that, his connections by far was the greatest. There is also the founder but no one really talked about him, considering that no one really knows his existence. Only Lance somehow actually knows of it and perhaps only he will know until his death.


    "Lance, we need to talk."


    "Oh? Very well. You two, get out of here. I have a talk with my brother."


    And Lance is Gian''s Brother.


    The two got out quietly, Yet it is obvious that their faces as filled with complaints and dissatisfaction. But of course, nobody said anything. Especially not to the two leaders of the gang.


    "Well my brother, Why are you here today? As far as I can tell, You are already full on your own here. You don''t need my help at all anymore. So give me a good reason."


    And just like he said, it is true. 20% of the gang''s fund is his. Truth to be told, he doesn''t really need to talk to this man at all. He and his brother never really talked much. They do share a personal close bond yet the time and work has separated the two of them. With Gian focusing on the 3rd Ground and Lance focusing on the 2nd, it would seem that these two are never really related. At least to the outsiders that is.


    However, this time, Gian needs his brother''s help. Even if he has to grab the sharp edge of the knife this time."


    "You heard what happened, right?"


    "Yes, I did. You are actually really pitiful right now, to both the 2nd and 3rd Grounds. Your reputation has taken a massive hit to it. I even had to hide the truth about your attacker or else others would take advantage of it. You know, ''the leader actually got defeated by their victim in the most shaming way possible.'' You do understand, right?"


    Gian clenched his fist but endured the frustration. Lance chuckles to his reaction.


    "Well, what about it then?"


    "... I need to defeat him. No, I need to destroy him. "


    "Heeeehh~? For what reason my brother?"


    "... for the group''s reputation. I will make him regret how he destroyed our pride, our dignity, and our-"


    "Shut up."


    "... what?"


    "Stop lying my foolish brother. I know that you''re lying. After all, nobody can actually be that dumb. Only 13 people were defeated. And yes, that includes you. But That does not affect us at all. We have 248 members. 194 of them being your side and the remaining being part of the 2nd ground. Nobody knows the boy and no real relatjon is actually given. For all we know, he is just a random guy that won accidentally. It does not concern us all. Therefore, making that motive completely pointless. "


    "..."


    Gian was shocked yet was also expecting this all along. His brother has always been a smart man. He thought of his pride first as an excuse but as expected, This will happen.


    He deeply breathes in.


    "Yeah... you''re right... the real reason is that... I''m obsessed lance. I want to regain that control again. I want to see that look on his face as I take that stupid grin off him! I WANT TO DESTROY HIM COMPLETELY BROTHER!! I WANT TO DESTROY HIS EVERYTHING! I AM OBSESSED ON DOMINATING HIM BROTHER! I FEEL ORGASMIC JUST THINKING ABOUT IT AS I TORTURE HIM TO DEATH MYSELF!"


    "Pfft, hahahhahaha!! As expected of you, my sadistic brother. Bravo, bravo indeed. Very well. Nero, come out."


    Just as Lance says so, a sudden gust of smoke appears from the darkness of the window behind him and flies straight to Gian himself.


    As it penetrated his body, insufferable pain spread in his entire system. What''s worse is that he doesn''t even know where the pain is from. He just feel himself flopping around like a doll. His eyes rolled to the back as he flops and drops, then flops again as the cycle continues. His body steaming hot as it felt that he''s burning from within.


    But of course, he isn''t burning. It was just his soul being torn apart as a spirit forcefully takes control. He doesn''t realize it yet.


    "W-why?! A-aarrgghh?!!"


    "I heard from one of your own men the details. And I know that you can''t possibly kill him, much less hurt him no matter what you do. Your only hope is this. Don''t worry, I assure you that you won''t die. You have a strong ''will'' after all. So just talk to Nero there. Nero, take it easy for him alright?"


    Lance said as he smirked at his suffering, foolish brother.

 Chapter 10

    Currently, in the convenient store named 24/11. A man wearing a hood is eating a cup of noodles or so they call as ramen in the time of 2 ''o clock in the morning. The entire store is filled with fluorescent light as the cashier is sitting on a chair in the counter, her eyes filled with drowsiness as she struggled not to fall asleep.


    Only the sound of slurping and air con can be heard within the empty store.


    Suddenly, The chime on the glass door echoed. Three people have entered the room. One is a fat, bald man with piercing on his nose. Another and is a slightly average man holding a metal baseball bat.His Eyes shadowed and his hair held on the back of his head. Finally, Is a woman with perhaps strange fashion sense. Her hair tied exactly at the top of her head, and her face filled with make up to the brim.


    "I''m so bored Fred!"(Woman)


    "Same babe. My hands are tied though, thanks to some guy there at the bar. Fucking bastard, trying to fuck with us like that. "(Fred)


    "Hahaha!! You totally destroyed the guy''s face! He must be crying so badly in the hospital now!"


    The three laughed and entered the store noisily with the bat slamming to the floor, and their steps being so hard. This act of course wakes up the cashier, which she yawns and takes a while to recover her senses.


    "Hey Girlie. What do you have in here~??"


    "We are a self serve store so please take what you want and just serve it here in the... counter..."


    The girl paused as she now realizes her situation. Three delinquents inside the empty shop. She shrinks back to the wall while cursing her luck for them to be here when the security guard is out due to his family problem. Seeing that her nineteen years old mind thought that there was no need for guarding, she didn''t cared much. Now every fiber of her is regretting that decision.


    "Oh~? What happened Girlie~? Cat got your tongue?" Fred said as she slammed his bat to the girl''s abdomen afterwards. The girl fell and groaned as she felt weak.


    The three laughed hysterically once again. The woman and the fatty proceeded to walk around the shop and looted through the items. The woman taking accessories while the fatty getting foods.


    "T-there are security cameras in here... Y-you won''t get away with It..."


    The girl threatened the man. However, no response was given. The man simply walks towards the girl and grabs her face roughly.


    "We. Don''t. Give. A. Shit."


    He slapped the girl, and again, and again, ans again. Her whimpers being the only sound in the store now as the man grins sadistically.


    After a while, the slapping stopped. The man looked bored as the girl stayed strong while her face is filled with bruises. Fred calls to the woman behind that''s busy in having some make up.


    "Babe! Can I play with this bitch here??"


    "Geez, As long as you make up for it later, it''s fine. Since you gave me a good gift and all."


    Fred grinned and the girl''s face became terrified. She struggles to escape as her eyes slowly became filled with tears. However, her efforts are futile as the man takes out a knife and holds both her hands above her head. He points the edge of the knife lightly on her uniform to which she stopped moving. He grins with sadism once again and slowly rips out her uniform apart, taking out her-


    "I said get out there already and give me your food and money!!"


    A voice suddenly shouted. Fred stoped and looked at the source.


    The fatty is standing, taking out his gun and pointing it at the man. His face beefing red as it seemingly looks like he''s mad.


    "Like I said, you''re in a fuckng store. Get your own food."


    "Shut up and give it to me! Or else I''ll blow your head off!"


    "Seriously? You are motherfucking robbing a store. Yet you don''t give a shit and take food instead?"


    "I will fucking blow your head off right now!"


    "Hey, what''s going on there-"


    A boom echoed throughout the store. Yet the hooded man wasn''t hurt at all. Rather, a surprising turn of events happened. The hooded man has grabbed the fatty''s arm and pushed it upwards at the last moment, leading the bullet to the ceiling. And their eyes don''t fail to see it as the hooded guy stands up and grabs the fatty''s armpit with his other arm. Then as if there''s no problem at all, he smashes the fatty towards the table like it''s nothing.If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    The entire store became silent. The three were shocked as to how in the tarnation was the guy able to do such a thing. The weigh difference was clear. The fatty was even perhaps four to five times larger than his size. Yet his movement seemed like it was nothing. He didn''t even use the transfer of weight, as his legs barely moved at all. It was pure strength.


    Then, a gush of wind seemed to flow from the hooded man, revealing his appearance. A man with black hair and pierced ears. His hair extremely spiky like electricity has flowed in his head and his expression fierce yet creepy. It''s like an expression of a man that has never had an emotion for years. His smile showing a canine tooth somewhat longer than usual and his nails on his fingers perhaps longer than Normal. His skin became apparent pale too, yet it''s pale to the point of almost being white.


    "Y-you''re... Gian? W-what happened to you?"


    "Oh, Gian is your- I mean, my name huh? Forgive me. Yes, I am gian. Apparently, you fools have been messing in here I see."


    "G-Gian~ w-we don''t mean to mess with you, r-right Fred?"


    The woman and Fred became afraid. Not because of the strength this time, but rather because of the problem they entered. The man in front of them is Gian Luster. Their supposed to be ''leader''. The man barely really cares for all of his members and haven''t thus known all of them, but it is already a rumor to never mess with him. Or else the brother will make you taste hell.


    That is what terrifies them. The both look to each others eyes and nods to one another. They both agreed that they should go and leave the dumb fatty alone.


    "G-gian, we''re gonna go now, okay? W-we won''t make it worse, we promise. I-it''s only his fault after all... y-yeah, that fucking disgusting pig. It''s only his fault... hahaha... so, We''ll go... okay?"


    "Hmmm... considering the foolishness of you bastards, normally I would have killed you lot. Yet considering you two did not touch me, I will let you live. So go on now, before I change my mind."


    Fred sighs in relief. He releases the girl and slowly walks away as the woman takes most of the thing she wants into her bag as she walks away.


    All is well until...


    "I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!"


    The fatty suddenly woke up and shouted. He proceeded to slam his body to the man, somehow pushing him to the snacks table behind him. Glass shards spread across the floor and his body stopped moving. The fatty laughed like a maniac at his success.


    "Ahahaaaahauaahahahahahah~!!! I knew it! That was just my imagination after all! You fucking bastard, how dare you fuck with me, huh?!"


    "Y-you?! Don''t you know what would happen if you did that? You fucked us all!!"


    "Hello, my name''s Sherlock, first name''s no shit. You guys thought of betraying me anyway, who is the pig, huh? I''m gonna kill you guys too!!"


    The fatty with his bloody face took the gun from earlier and pointed it at Fred. The woman takes out her gun out as well, thinking of killing him if he dares to kill her boyfriend.


    The cashier was simply horrified. A pistol war is about to start in her workplace and sheet has no idea what to do at all. But then, she notices the man from earlier to slowly stand up at the side, unnoticed due to the tension between them.


    Then, Gian grabs the fatty''s head and slams it to the floor, making a crack on it. Afterwards, Gian raises his right leg and while both his hands are inside his pockets, he slams it to the fatty again and again one barrage, funny thing though is that his face looks like it''s just his normal Monday morning.


    After a while of groanings and screams of fear, the floor is filled with blood with a barely alive fatty on it. Gian''s gaze then turns to Fred.


    "Say, You thought I''ll rely to my so called "brother" huh? Let me tell you this, You all just made your list in hell with that thought." He says as he laughs himself this time. A distorted voice like there are two voices mixed together.


    The woman points her gun to Gian this time around, and even pressing the trigger, however, Gian just bends his head a bit which dodges the bullet completely as it breaks the window behind him.


    "It''s too obvious, your eyes are focusing on my head too much."


    Just as the woman panics while about to shoot again, Gian this time takes out a broken glass shard from the floor and throws it towards her, stabbing her right to the eye.


    "Aaarrgghh!!"


    Just as a blood curdling scream echoed, Gian didn''t took a care as she rushed in an instant and back kicked her, sending her back a meter to outside. Making her unconscious while blood on her head spills the cement floor.


    Fred stood silently, his emotions conflicted. In the end though, he chose the worst decision.


    "Yooouuuui!!!"


    Fred sends a hook punch towards Gian square on the face. Yet there''s no effect at all. Gian just stands still, his head pushing the fist back. That''s when Fred realizes it. Despite the amount of damage fatty had done to him already, for some reason...


    He still looked fine.


    Fred''s back was grabbed from behind and it looked like gian was almost hugging him. But then suddenly, Gian''s free left hand sent a barrage of jabs to Fred''s face. Making it swollen in a matter of seconds and making it bloody to the point that his eye is literally red from direct hits.


    And just like that, Fred falls to the floor.


    The cashier falls to the ground, her eyes tearing up and her mouth shaking. Gian notices this and lends her a hand with a smile. Seeing this expression, the girl thought that maybe... maybe this man is a hero. A hero That just wanted for save her...


    The girl blushed and took the hand.


    "T-thank you... f-for saving me..." she fidgeted.


    "Hm? What are talking about?"


    Gian punches the girl straight to the abdomen, making her consciousness slowly pull out. Just before she falls, she hears his last words.


    "I just want to do that."


    Gian stands in the center of the mess around Him. Rather, ''Nero'' stands and takes a good look in his beautiful creation.


    "Do you see this master? Do you believe in my power now?"


    Yes... you''re so amazing... you are so powerful... with this power I can destroy him... I can degenerate him...!


    "Yes master... you definitely can. Now, how about we kill them here? So that I can quench my thirst at least..."


    No... killing them would bring news to my brother. I already owe him enough for this. Don''t worry though, I am going to kill him after all. You can even torture him or some shit. After all, that''s what you are, right? Roman emperor Nero?


    "Hahaha... that was just my past name. Such a thing is not Important anymore. As long as I gain power, I would do anything Master Gian."


    Yes... Kyle, with this power, I will kill you..!


    His purest desire have now been achieved. Power to rival his, its now in Gian''s hand. This time around, He will destroy him completely, and dominate his pathetic life like a peasant he is..!