Important Note
This chapter may display church as a bad place but remember that this is just for the novel, everything is fictional. I hope you understand that, leaving it here so that it doesn't come back biting my a**. I hope you enjoy the chapter, please forgive me if anyone gets offended.
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During the early morning this park known as Delv park wasn't that crowded and in this park currently lied 14 people who got their a** handed by a young boy wearing a tracksuit. All of them lied helpless on the ground with no power to get up, move and even talk.
One of them was still conscious and was somehow able to move, this man was supposedly the leader of their small gang. His bleached hair was now covered in blood, but suddenly the blood started floating and moved in the direction of the young boy whose name was Krev.
The blood entered through his skin and healed a few of the many injuries he had, feeling this phenomenon first hand he thought.
'I knew enlightenment was supposed to make me powerful in some way, but...'
"Isn't this too easy?"
In this world, there were 3 types of enlightenment,
1. Natural Enlightenment
2. Desired Enlightenment
3. Forced Enlightenment
Out of these 3, only 2 were known to the world, and 'Forced Enlightenment' was kept hidden. Only certified Mutant Corp. professionals knew about the third type, 'Forced Enlightenment' was for them who were pretty rich and were not able to get mutated.
Krev knew this as he always was interested in enlightenment, sinners, and any stuff related to mutants.
Then came 'Natural Enlightenment' this was nothing how over 97% of the mutants got awakened, a sudden change in their gene sequence took place, and just like that they gain abilities or gifts.
'Mine has to be Desired Enlightenment'
'Desired Enlightenment' is the rarest and the most powerful mutation, it was kind of similar to forced mutation but this type didn't need any third-party genes. This type was driven by a human's desire to obtain something, only 1.2% were able to enlighten by this type.
Everyone feared the ones with Desired Mutation, one of the reasons was their gift. Gifts also known as abilities were obtained once mutated and 'Desired Enlightenment' was known for their powerful- no overpowered gifts.
"Hahaha, it's funny that what I desired was their blood but not their lives."
'In the end, even I who killed my family didn't desire for their lives. Welp blood does look good, I wonder how much of the earth can be covered if I drained the blood of all the humans.'
Krev had to ignore this question as the so-called leader of the gang pulled his leg. Currently, the leader was lying on the ground while Krev sat on the garden bench.
"Oh, who do we have here, so you're finally ready to answer my questions."
He pulled the leader's head up and came face-to-face with him while saying,
"Tell me where the top dogs of your gang are, I know that you're just a mere Deacon. Tell me the place where I can at least find a Bishop or Archbishop."
The leader's eyes widened as he heard his words, Sinners the people who made the wrong use of their gifts ran their own gangs. These gangs were known as churches, every church had its Pope which was the leader of the gangs. The ranking went like this :
Pope [Tier 1 or 2]
↓
Cardinal [Tier 3]
↓
Archbishop [Tier 4]
↓
Bishop [Tier 5-6]
↓
Priest [Tier 7-8]
↓
Deacon [Tier 9-10]
As a sinner, Krev couldn't just go to Mutant Corp. and ask for analysis, but keeping this hierarchy he could guess his Tier easily.
'These are Deacons at best, this bleached one might be a priest. Seeing how I whopped them easily I'm at least a Tier 6 or Tier 7.'
After using his gift on these Deacons he was able to somewhat guess what his gift was, he was surprised that he had a gift that wasn't discovered yet.
'My gift has to be Lifesteal.'
What he meant by Lifesteal was the ability to heal your wound by attacking them, with the help of the opponent's blood he was able to heal himself while damaging the opponent.
'Desired ones really are OP.'
The leader finally opened his mouth, he started laughing and said,
"Hahahaha, do you think... Keuk... you're real sh*t just cause you defeated a Tier 9's like us? Even if you're a special Tier 7 newbie, you can't beat a bishop. You son of a- Aaaargh."
Krev stepped on the leader's bleeding hand and saw the blood gushing out of his black rock-like hand. This was his gift, his rock fists were the result of his mutation. But even before someone like Krev, who could control the blood of his opponent, the leader was helpless.
"I guess I was too lenient on you."
Krev further used more force to crush his rock-like hand, the blood that came rushing out of the wound was absorbed by Krev. This helped him to heal up almost all of the remaining wounds.
'Crack'
"Hey dude, I don't have a lot of time on my hand and I also don't want to kill anyone else. So why don't you just tell me their location, you better be fast your blood is coming out faster than I expected."
'Argh'
"Oh is that a vein I see, man I always wanted to see a vein. Those animated videos were boring, your mutated vein looks good I might just eat it. Hehehe."
'Ah, I really can't feel anything.'
Even though Krev was laughing and smiling around he didn't feel a single emotion ever since yesterday. The leader trembled at his words, just the thought of someone eating his veins out grossed him out.
"H-Hey I-I will tell you th-there location, so y-you don't need to eat my organs out."
'Dumba** doesn't even know that veins are not organs, thank god I was educated before I became a sinner.'
"Then let's start with your and your church's name, and the pope."
"I can't g-give you any... Keuk... info on Pope but I'll tell you the church's name. Its name is..."
After his conversation with the Low Tier Deacon whose name was Sian, Krev escaped leaving no trace behind. The people who came for a jog in the park noticed the bodies of injured Deacons and the news got out of a mysterious mutant beating the sinners around.
Krev was now the target of all the sinners present in the city, the leader of the deacon group informed his higher-ups that the man they got beat up by wasn't a member of any church. This made targetting Krev even easier, Priest and few Bishops were dispatched from the churches to kill Krev.
But instead of hiding from those dangerous Priests and Bishops, he walked up to the lion's den. While interrogating Sian he asked about the place he could find a bishop and without much of an effort, he was able to get the location out of Sian.
It was a warehouse in the outskirts of City S, when Krev reached there the first person he saw was the coward who sold his own comrades out. It was Sian, besides hin stood two men wearing white uniforms with a red logo on the back.
Seeing how Krev fell into his trap and came here Sian thought,
'Hahahaha, I didn't think he would fall for such an obvious trap. These 2 bishops will be enough to kill him, I guess all he has is his gift and nothing else. After he dies I will probably get a promotion in the next meeting.'
Krev wore a black half-face mask to hide his identity.
"So you're the Bishops huh."
He walked towards them and looked at them from all directions.
"You don't look that powerful, are you really a b-"
"Hey brat, shut the f*ck up. We were sent to make peace with you today."
Sian's eyes widened as he heard those words.
'Huh!? Peace!? Aren't these 2 sent to kill him?'
"Bishop Vik what are y-"
Instead of Vik, the man standing beside him Bishop Liok answered,
"Shut up, you only brought shame to our church and nothing else. To get your a**kicked by a single mutant, hey brat we will make another offer to you. This one is better than what Vik was told to give, join our church 'Grave Saints' and be a Priest. And you can kill this lowly Deacon right here."
"Oi Liok, don't do something like that again. But it does sound a good offer so I'll allow it this time, so masked boy tell me what will you do?"
'Pfft'
Krev started laughing and said,
"Y-You want me to join as a Priest?"
Then he suddenly stopped laughing.
"Grave Saints, isn't that a dead church? I didn't know you still existed."
Liok was starting to lose his cool after hearing those words.
"You piece of-"
"Archbishop... Make me an Archbishop and I'll join."