Paradise Online

Prologue- Reo Miller (Not necessary to read.)

Location: Capital city Luna.

"Yawn, fuck, I wanna sleep. Should I just close the store and go back home? It's always empty anyway." a man muttered as he sat behind the counter in a lonely grocery store. He had been sitting in that same exact position with his elbow resting on the table for the past 5 hours and he felt as if his back was cursing him because of his lack of movement.

The creepy silence in his small store made him feel as if his mind was sinking slowly into insanity. His empty and hollow eyes made him look even more tired and bored. However, this silence was suddenly broken to pieces when the bell that was attached to the store's entrance rang. He turned his head to see what could potentially be his first customer in more than 6 hours. Being in the outskirts of the city had its downsides, after all.

The person who appeared was a young man, no more than 16 years of age. He was considerably tall with a lean yet also muscular body and a very handsome face. His short hair was black and his skin was very pale, almost snow-like. He had a small, calm smile plastered on his face that made him look even more attractive.

All in all, he was what most guys consider the ideal male type they wanted to be.

'Who is this casanova? his face is so irritating. Now my day somehow became even worse.' the man thought as he clicked his tongue in frustration and looked elsewhere. The boy merely eyed him once and walked deeper into the store.

Then, a few seconds after that, another man entered the store wearing a big hoodie and a cap on his head that covered his face. The store owner felt slightly happy that he got two potential customers back to back. It alleviated his mood a little bit.

But, he could never be more wrong. The man approached him hurriedly and pulled out what seemed to be a gun… A pistol, to be exact.

"Give me your fucking money, fucker!! hurry up!" He said with a threatening tone as he glared at the store owner.

'WHAT?!!' The store owner couldn't believe his eyes as he felt his face become pale and sweat started crawling down his face.

"Didn't you hear what I said? give me the fucking money before I blow your face!!" The man shouted again as he grew patientless.

"Y-Yes…" He replied and started rummaging through his counter, searching for the money. He wanted to reach out for his phone and call the cops but it was unfortunately way too far away from him.

'Fuck!! How does this day keep getting worse? Did I get cursed or something? It must've been my ugly-ass wife. That bitch hates me to the bone.' He cursed in his head and pulled out a stack of money. It was all the money he made in the last 2 weeks and it pained him greatly to give them just like that.

The robber took the money and examined it before glaring at the store owner while still pointing the gun at his forehead.

"Is that all? Damn, old man. You're poor as fuck. I'm sure you still have more cash hidden. Pull it out!" The robber shouted.

"I-I swear that's all I have. Please spare me. I don't have any more money." The shop owner begged with a pitiful look.

"You fucking liar!!"

"NOO! I swear I don't have any more money."

The two went back and forth like that without caring about their surroundings. That was when a voice interrupted them.

"How much is this sack of chips and this two-liter cola?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

They both made a weird sound and looked at the owner of the voice.

It was the boy who entered the store previously. He looked confused as he held a sack of chips and a bottle of coke in his hand. He didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that a man was holding a gun near him nor did he look at him at all.

"Hm? There was no price tag so I thought I should ask. Isn't that how cities work?" He asked another question.

The robber felt his anger boil even harder from the boy's attitude. It was perhaps not intentional but he felt as if all of his dignity was destroyed by this one single gesture. So, he aimed his weapon at the boy.

'Who the fuck does this boy think he is?' He thought with a small menacing smirk. Now, he wanted to see him beg for forgiveness and kiss his feet.

However, none of that happened. In fact, the boy didn't even look at the gun and kept asking the shop owner about other things.

"Is this the best coke brand in the city? I never really tasted it before. I think it should be good. What do you think, mister?" He asked.

"Mmm… young man, can't you see that there is a gun pointed at you?" he asked with a confused tone.

"Oh…" The boy made a small gasp before finally shifting his gaze to look at the robber. His eyes didn't seem shocked when he saw the gun and merely tilted his head in confusion.

"Why do you have a gun? Isn't that illegal? You might go to jail because of that." He exclaimed casually.

"Huh? You… are you dumb?" The robber could only question the young boy's sanity since he had never seen someone react like that to getting threatened with a gun.

"That's rude, you know. I thought the city people were very polite and nice. Maybe I was wrong after all. Or, you might be exceptionally an asshole. Both are possible." He muttered as he pondered over the answer.

'This boy is totally nuts!!' They both thought while they looked at him as if he was some kind of alien.

"You fucker! Get down on your fucking knees, now!!" The robber shouted after he felt that he was starting to lose control over the situation. He couldn't care anymore whether he would kill someone or not today. He only wanted to make the boy apologize to him and humiliate him.

"Can't you see that my hands are filled? Also if I get down on the ground, my clothes will become dirty. Gramps told me to be careful about getting my clothes tarnished."

"You motherfucker!" The man finally lost it and immediately attacked the boy. He changed his grip and tried to hit the boy in the face with the pistol's handle. Breaking some teeth would be optimal.

"Get this, you fucking basta-"

However, before he could even finish the sentence…

*Swish*

His whole world turned upside down followed by a rough fall on his back that made him groan from pain and stare wide-eyed at the boy in front of him.

"Give me this." The boy said as he picked up the gun and put it on the counter.

"Here, please hand it to the police or the original owner. I don't care."

"Huh…"

The shop owner couldn't even make a comprehensible sentence from shock. It just happened way too quickly. The robber was standing and the next second he was on the ground. He couldn't even see the boy move let alone see what he did.

'W-Who is this guy?' He wondered to himself.

"UGH!! Fuck!! That's hella painful, you fucking piece of garbage. Take this!!" The man spat out his saliva, stood up, and then ran toward Acht with his hand already tightened into a fist.

"Be careful!! Behind you!"

*Swish* *Bang*

"UGHHH!!" The man spat out all the air in his lungs as he felt his stomach getting distorted from a kick.

In less than a second, the robber was sent flying into a nearby shelve. He hit it so roughly that he broke the shelve to pieces and also broke a few bones in the process. He then fell to the ground, unconscious.

"How much is the bag of chips and the coke, mister? As much as I want to stay here, I'm in a hurry."

"4.50." He said in a trance. His eyes never left the unconscious man laying there.

When he finally woke up from his trance, the boy already reached the door to leave.

"Hey!! Wait!! Who are you?" He shouted hurriedly.

The boy turned around and looked at the man with a confused look.

"Why are you asking?"

"Mmm, I'm really curious. You are the strongest person I have ever seen. Who are you, really?"

"I'm just a normal village boy." He said and then opened the door and left.

'What the hell was that? A normal village boy my ass!' He thought before shifting his focus to the unconscious robber.

"I guess I wasn't that unlucky after all."

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