Desperations

Kana POV:

"Look. There."

Her words pierced through my heart, a burning desire burst alight inside of me. After 7 years of nothing but surviving and training in that hellish white world...

This is my chance. To prove my efforts over the last 7 years. To prove what I'm doing isn't meaningless.

In an instance, I kicked of the tiled roof making them fall one after another, and like an arrow I dove towards the King of Light. My body flying straight through the air cutting it, my right leg outstretched in front of me aiming directly towards his jaw.

ZOOM!

The speed I shot through broke the sound barrier and rippled a jet like noise through the quite garden. A crunching noise, like a bone snapping, emerged as my foot impacted on his jaw sending him back multiple meters ahead scraping his still body through the ground.

The men he was talking to all looked at me as I walked past them, fear instilled in their demeanour. Their breath was taken away and their gazes dared not meet mine. They were not my targets though, and so I passed by and blitzed towards him, who was still picking himself up of the floor, and gave no chance for him to retaliate, landing an uppercut to his stomach.

"Ughhhhh!" He hurled as blood spat out his mouth. I payed no attention to his wellbeing and continued my relentless onslaught by grabbing his face with my hand and chucking him further ahead. Then I soared into the air and came crashing back down, stomping on his face which he just managed to block with his hand. His bones were completely shattered in his right hand, I could feel it with my foot which was pressing against him. His bones moved around digging into his skin and ripping through his flesh from the inside out. He made no noise of hurt or desperation.

"Hahaha! This is great, I expected at least this much of you, King of Light!!" I don't know what reaction I was making, the only thing I felt was my heart pounding with excitement, his blood which slowly trickled of my face, and the results of my endless struggle. "Your pain tolerance is great! But you aren't fighting back at all! Did I just get that strong?!"

He didn't reply, his left hand covering his expressions.

I wonder what face he's making right now? I thought as I buried my left fist into his body which remained in the ground. Then I swiftly followed up with a right, then a left, then a right and then a left. I heard nothing but the sound of his bones crumbling and grinding under every single heavy blow that I laid upon him.

I wonder if he's unconscious from all the pain and stress? Well, not like I can stop. I need his shard of true essence in the affinity of light. But maybe I should have more fun with this?

"Huh?" I spoke aloud as resistance met my foot which was resting on his head.

"Hahahaha hahahaha!!! Good!" You're finally fighting back!" I exploded in cheers at the realisation my opponent wasn't down and out yet.

"As the strongest of the people in the world, you should have sufficient strength even if your bones are crushed!"

I grabbed by his sullied robe that he was wearing, previously white but now drenched in blood and dirt. I threw him up slightly and delivered a spinning kick to his head. My blood grew hotter and hotter and my vision began turning the world mercury around me.

"What the fuck? Am I high?" I thought out loud. But I was wrong. My Ki was so thick it began spreading outwards dyeing my vision in the world of mercury with occasional splatters of crimson red.

I took a deep breath in and a deep breath out. I once more walked towards my prey, who was thrown through the wall of the palace and now laid there lifelessly.

Look at you. You get to die surrounded by luxury. I viewed in my mind thinking back to my brother. His body now being mine. Even though I see his face in the water or any reflective surface every day, I can't remember how he looked. My expressions resemble nothing similar to what my brothers was years ago.

"Fuck. I'm getting sentimental. Best finish this of right now." I exhaled, scratching the back of my head whilst I paced towards him.

I stood over his lifeless body which breathed heavily, his chest barely moving up and down and with each movement you could hear his bones grinding against each over.

"You will always be remembered, Lance Dust. As the King who so kindly gave up his position for me. Now die." I thrust my fist through his body and ripped it back out. A splatter of blood that bathed me in the cold moonlight as screams erupted from the bystanders that I could finally hear again. Nobody dare move closer to the former King to check up on him. Not whilst I stood in the vicinity.

"Now I should have his true shard of essence in his element, light? So, am I supposed to do something to receive it... or do I have it already? I wish there was an instruction manual to this." I mumbled to the King's corpse as if I was expecting a response. I laughed at myself upon realising it.

"I've done it brother. The first step has been completed."

Just then, as I was about to look away from his corpse, it broke like glass shattering, light mana particles glowing and rising to the sky.

"Huh?"

Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap!!!

"Wasn't that the most splendid performance. Nobody has ever managed to beat my clone of light... even if it is weaker than me." A mocking voice boomed from above me. My head tilted backwards to see who it was.

"Ha, Haha, Hahahahahahahaaaa! You've got to be fucking kidding me! Don't FUCK with me! Ruining my fucking celebratory moment! This feeling of accomplishment! How the fuck are you alive Lance?!"