1 Something Wrong
"AAAAAHHH!!!"
"HELP ME!!!"
"PLEASE SPARE MY DAUGHTER I'LL DO ANYTHING!!!"
"DADDY!!! MOMMY!!! BIG BROTHER!!! SAVE ME!!!"
"HAHAHAHAHA!!! YOU'RE ALL PRECIOUS EXPERIENCE!!! BE GRATEFUL THAT YOU'LL PAVE THE WAY TO MY PATH OF IMMORTALITY!!!" A man with bloodshot eyes laughed maniacally as he swung a machete mercilessly at the family whose home he just broke into.
Man. Woman. Children. It did not matter to him. Blood scattered into the floor as screams for mercy died filled with resentment that could curse a man to death if it could.
"YES! YES!" When their bodies hit the floor, a pale glow rose from their lifeless corpses. The man inhaled greedily as the glow turned into a bright mist and flowed into his body.
"HAHAHAHAHA!!! I'M LEVEL 29 NOW!!! IT WAS JUST ENOUGH!!!" He Shouted excitedly as his face flushed in glee. He could feel his strength increasing. For him, this was a thrill like no other.
The man began to search the rest of the house. He collected canned food and bottled drinks in the kitchen, then headed up upstairs. He knew there was another kid somewhere. The pictures showed a family of 4, he had only slain 3.
On his way up, he heard a faint zipping sound, he suddenly felt something off. He looked down, and saw a broken wire. His eyes widened instantly. A trap.
"Oh shi-!" The next moment a potted plant hit the back of his head.
He felt disoriented and struggled to pick himself up, his vision was blurry, but when he looked ahead, he saw a blurry figure.
"DIE!!!" The figure suddenly brandished a weapon and leaped down the flight of stairs before a cold blade sunk into the man's chest.
"NO! NOT NOW!!!" Furious, the man swung his machete, but the stance was awkward due to his position, he could only swing wildly.
A flash of blood, the figure was stopped and the blade in his body stopped wriggling in his body as the hands on it were released.
His vision finally cleared, and he finally saw his assailant. It was a young boy no younger than 12. There were tears in his eyes as a gaze of pure hatred pierced the man fiercely. He recognized him, it was the kid he was looking for.
"You damn brat...!" He tried to pick himself up, but every breathe he took made him cough out more blood. The wound in his chest continued to bleed.
He collapsed back on the floor. He lost too much blood.
The boy walked up, and took the machete. The dark red blood that still stained the blade seemed to laugh at the man as it slid off the machete.
"Damn. To be done in by a kid like this..." The man couldn't resist anymore as he glared at the boy with scorn and regret.
The boy's eyes were ice cold as he plunged the sword into the man's chest.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" A scream of despair rang from the house as a waterfall of tears fell from the boy.
He collapsed, shuddering violently, clutching the blade that was stained with the blood of his parents, his little sister, and their killer. He hugged the blade to his chest tightly. A pale glow arose from the corpse before gathering into the boy's body.
Level: 1>5
Str: 3>10
Agi: 5>15
Def: 1>4
Res: 3>7
Letters appeared in his eyes. But to him, this was the reason for this disaster. Right now, it meant nothing to him.
He had lost everything. What would he do now? Survive? Who would he live for? His mind was too young to go out independently.
He looked at the still warm corpse of the man he killed, who had slaughtered his entire family.
He then returned to the room where the bodies of his family lay.
"Sorry...! I'm sorry! Sorry! It's all my fault!" He fell to his knees before his mother's body as he clutched her chest while shedding violent tears.
The only reason that he alone lived was because he got in a fight with his family, and had hid in his bedroom to sulk.
When he heard the screams of his family, he was paralyzed. His body wouldn't move even if he wanted it too. But when his sister screamed for him, his heart broke. It was too late.
With a heart of ice, he made a trap he saw on TV. It worked, and the result laid bleeding in the other room.
But it would change nothing. His family died here while he did nothing.
He gathered their bodies, and clutched his sister's body as he curled up between his parent's corpses.
He was constantly trembling. Why did this happen? Why did that man kill them? What had they done to deserve this? Did he deserve to live while they lied here like this?
He looked into his sister's lifeless eyes before getting up.
He picked up the machete he discarded, and reversed the blade, so that it pointed toward his stomach. He was shivering constantly as tears slid down his immature cheeks.
"I... I will come with you..." He had just made up his mind when...
"Hey kid, don't go offing yourself like that." The boy turned to see a middle aged man looking at him kindly from the open door.
"What are yo-!" The boy was about to say something when a knife punctured his chest.
"If you kill yourself, I won't get any experience~! You know~!" His kind smile turned into a disgusting grin, and a pale glow rose from the boy's limp body.
The cycle of death would only continue.
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Somewhere else, there was a place where the floor was light and fluffy, like clouds, while everywhere else was filled with the pale blue that represented the sky. There were ripples of mist everywhere, and a being made of pure light looked into one such ripple, where the tragic scene of carnage took place before his eyes.
"Well this went horribly wrong."
