Light's viciousness

Light quietly slipped out of the church...

Earlier, he had asked Yuno about the description of the drunkard who had beaten him and Asta.

Light had obtained the information.

It was in the town near the Hage village.

Light then ignited a fire using his magic and walked along the trail, illuminating the dark surroundings.

Light walked for some time before finally arriving at the town.

Based on the information he had, the culprit appeared to be a blond man. This man frequented the tavern and was usually there whenever Yuno occasionally visited town. However, it was this same man who, after being kicked out of the tavern due to a lack of funds, decided to rob Yuno of his necklace.

"Let's see where you are..." Light's eyes took on an eerie glint, concealing a touch of cruelty and insanity within. A malevolent light gleamed from his gaze.

As if guided by fate, the man Light was searching for lay sprawled in front of the now-closed tavern. The late hour had shuttered its doors.

The blond man slept carelessly, unaware of his impending reckoning.

Upon seeing the man responsible for harming children, anger surged within Light. He approached the slumbering figure, his eyes locked onto him.

"You're very lucky," Light thought as he raised his foot and delivered a forceful kick to the man's face.

Despite being overwhelmed by intoxication, the man was roused from his stupor, his blurry eyes locking onto the figure that had assaulted him.

"Hey... What happened?" The man's consciousness was still fragmented, so Light responded with another harsh kick, this time targeting a more sensitive area.

"Ahhh!!!!" The man howled in pain, finally regaining full awareness. He stared at Light, his vision clearing, and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. "Who are you, brat!?"

Light smiled calmly and replied, "You're the one who beat two children, right?"

The man, still bewildered by the sudden assault, smirked through the pain as he realized, "Hehehe, you must be friends with those two brats since you're a brat too?"

"Hehehe... Those two brats are such a pain. I let them go because they were persistent, but... a brat friend of theirs delivering himself to me? Hehehe, I think I can vent my anger on you for their sake!"

The man laughed manically as he conjured flames from his palms, swinging them at Light without hesitation.

Hmph! Light snorted. He had been waiting for this moment.

He had longed to put his trained magic to the test!

According to Yuno's information, despite the man's age, he didn't wield a grimoire. Perhaps his grimoire was too inadequate to make a difference, or he had already sold it due to his drinking addiction. Either way, even if the man did possess a grimoire, Light refused to believe he would be outdone by such a drunken wretch!

The flames sped toward Light, but he evaded them, finally revealing the unique magic he had kept hidden since his arrival in this world.

True Death Magic.

He had concealed this power from those he knew, fearing their horrified reactions.

"Death Flame," Light murmured quietly.

A sinister yet potent flame flickered in his palms. What he had employed was merely a basic True Death Magic spell. Lacking a grimoire, he had insufficient mana for more powerful spells that might come with one. Even if he had such spells, which he did not, he wouldn't be able to use them due to the considerable mana they required.

An eerie, dark flame materialized in Light's palms as he hurled it toward the approaching ordinary fire.

The blond man unleashed another fireball, his frustration evident as he saw his previous attack miss its mark.

Although the flame fireball appeared ordinary, it possessed a destructive force due to the fact it originated from an adult's mana. It had the potential to inflict harm upon Light if he didn't take action.

Observing a small black flame countering his own, the blond man scoffed in disdain. "Hahaha! Brat! Such a tiny flame can't stand against my fireball!"

However, his laughter abruptly ceased as he witnessed the seemingly black flame devouring the fireball he had launched. To his horror, the black flame grew stronger and larger, relentlessly advancing toward him. The man, who had been laughing moments ago, was now gripped by fear as the once-insignificant black flame transformed into something immense, eerie, and terrifying before his eyes.

"No—how can such a small flame!?" the man cried out in shock. Desperation filled him as he attempted to flee and conjured a barrage of fireballs, unwittingly feeding the black flames that were hurtling toward him.

"Ah!!!" His screams echoed, even reaching the slumbering residents of nearby homes.

"Yes... That's it... Be devoured! Be consumed!!! And... Become new," Light muttered, his voice laced with a sinister tone.

The man could not halt the relentless pursuit of the black flame, which ultimately engulfed him. Strangely, the black flame spread across his entire body, causing no visible harm. Not even his clothing was affected.

But this is where it becomes intriguing. Light's black flame was solely consuming the man's soul, while the death flame was taking possession of his body, making it its dwelling.

The physical aspects remained untouched, including his clothing.

The man clutched his head in agony before collapsing.

Light waited with anticipation. This was the moment when he would discover if his magic, the result of relentless training and experiments on rats and other creatures, would succeed on humans.

And then, the collapsed man rose, unscathed. The black flames appeared to have been consumed by his body, and slowly, the black flame fades. His eyes had taken on an eerie shade of red, reflecting a dim scarlet light.

Kneeling before Light, the man uttered, "Master!"

When Light saw this, he grinned from ear to ear. "Hehehe, hahahaha!!" It had worked.

Power.

He could feel it coursing through him.

With this power, he believed that no one could harm him or his loved ones. Oh, the power!

(Readers : Edgy.)