Too Late...

When a young man arrived in the narrow alley on his right and left side there were many unused objects, the cats began to scatter towards him. With several times he clicked his tongue, another cat came out of hiding to approach him. There were 10 cats that around him.

He slightly lowered the volume of classical music he was listening to through his headphones, before he handed out food to the street cats. He took three unused containers around the narrow alley. He took off one of his gloves. His palm pointed towards the container, and instantly water flowed from the palm towards the container. Once the first container is fully filled, proceed to the next container until the last container.

For a few moments he saw the cats eating. He smiled thinly from behind a mask as a calico cat rubbed his head against his calf. But the smile faded quickly as his mind repeated the words he had heard from his family.

("How many times do I have to tell you, Calvin can't go to Miracle Academy! He has to stay here!")

("But it's a great opportunity, Dad! When else did he get an invitation to study his magic power at the best college of all time? Right, Adelyn?")

("I agree with dad, Bryan. But I can't force Calvin either. Let him decide. Because that lives his life is his own.")

"Can't you guys just decide in one opinion? And I hope you agree with Dad and Adelyn, Bryan." He increased the volume until the sound of meowing the cat was inaudible, until his mind was distracted to violin music combined with several instruments that made it sound epic.

When he wanted to enjoy the music of the instrument, suddenly the cats in front of him stiffened. They don't touch food anymore and seem wary. Then they suddenly ran away. Some are heading for holes between piles of unused items, or out of the alley. Calvin realized that something bad was going to happen after seeing them acting strange like before.

And sure enough. The ground suddenly shook.

Calvin groped the wall and tried to step quickly while balancing the body. The shock only stopped when he arrived at the mouth of the alley. The screams of the people, mixed with gunfire and explosions, flocked into his ears after he took off his headphones.

Calvin was wide-eyed from the mouth of the alley. He saw people running and jostling to his left. When he turned to the right, his eyes looked with the white eyes of a pale man with bluish-gray skin with his head overgrown with large mushrooms. Calvin's two legs were stiff and difficult to move with their eyes glued to the figure that was walking quickly towards him..

(Get away! Don't just stand here!!) His brain responded.

Finally, his two legs only moved after the figure was a few steps away from grabbing him. Calvin went back into the alley instead of cramming with the people. He climbed the net fence quite easily after going through some training. And from that short training session as well, Calvin could only make a water protector. Not attacking.

The sound of gunfire was increasingly clearly heard from the direction of the mouth of the alley in front of him. He stopped again to see what happened.

Police opened fire to his left, towards the human form that had a cracked black charred skin that creates sparks that never go out, and the human form with two horns that had a body like a walking stone. The two of them were The El-Demon. Calvin couldn't stay there until the shot subsided, because the undead behind him could tear through the netting fence. He took off both gloves.

"Aquantus aspida," Calvin muttered as he brought the palms closer together. The blue light that formed between his palms, instantly spread out to form a shield made of clear water around him.

Without a second thought, Calvin immediately ran out. He could see some bullets stuck in the shield. The police seemed surprised by his sudden presence running in the shot zone, but Calvin continued to run and did not bother them.

When the shield of water extinguished the flames that were thrown at him, Calvin paused for a moment. The fire came from his left. The Fire El-Demon targeting him. The ground shook again. This time it's worse. He saw the asphalt road behind him suddenly move upwards, forming a wall that was almost as high as the building flanking the alley.

"Shoot them!" said a policeman. They fired bullets, but this time focused on the El-Demon.

Calvin ran again and not to help the cop, but to his house. In his mind only thought of his father and two older siblings who were still at home.

He kept running through the alleys to avoid the passers-by. When he arrived at the housing portal, a bad premonition enveloped him as he saw thick black smoke rising from inside the housing portal. The sparks became more visible as the sky turned dark blue. Even so, he forced himself to go down that path.

A deafening shriek came from one El-Demon emitting flames in his two hands and burning various houses around him, including Calvin's. There are some zombies around the Fire El-Demon. Spreading aimlessly and looking for prey.

Calvin's eyes saw the house window shattered from the side. Looks like a man just threw a chair out the window. But the loud voice managed to attract the attention of the zombies nearby.

"Bryan!" Calvin screamed, but his feet wouldn't move out from behind the tree.

There was a long gunshot as the zombie entered the broken window. The sound provoked other zombies to flock into the window.

Calvin's heart was beating fast, and his body was shaking. He really didn't know what spells could use his water magic to attack. The shields around him had also shattered from his own panic.

BLAST!!

The explosion came from his house. He fell to his knees with empty eyes on the flames that would not go out. Calvin was silent at the sight. His legs stiffened and he couldn't move. The air around him suddenly began to feel thin, making it difficult for him to breathe

Gray clouds gathered and moved in a circle. Drop by drop water fell from the clouds. Falling more and more quickly poured the flames around him.

(I can't save them. Late. It's too late... for me,) his mind whispered.

A turmoil in Calvin's body as if wanting to get out, wanting to break free. Calvin couldn't control it. He was already drowning in regret and disappointment.

'Destroy them. Eliminate them. Drown them. Release all that pure power and don't hold back. You deserve to be free, Calvin.'