Past

"Well, isn't it lovely."

I said as countless pale hands tried to grab me. While I was able to dodge all them due slowing my time perception, the places they touched burned like hell.

"This isn't like barghest's curse."

If it was a curse, I could resist it. It was more like they touched and corroded it. My mental strength and magic power slowly faded. If this kept up, I would be in serious danger. I gained an overpowered defensive ability and even raised my regeneration ability. Yet, none of those were able to defend me against whatever those creatures were. Spinning my spear, I circulated my aura around my body and spear. When I tried to cut their arms off, they just turned in to fog. I also couldn't detect them in this fucking fog. So, what I needed to do was simple.

"I'll just blow away this fog."

No technique I currently knew could do something like that. While they were immensely strong, they were created to kill enemies, not change weather patterns.

"So, I just I have to create it."

Mizuchi told me that techniques I used were Lucy's. Power came to me due my bloodline. Maybe that was correct. But when I fought against Armor, he told me that I took a path for myself.

"I am not just her descendant. I am me. My own person."

I will be one to chose my own way. My own destiny. Maybe part of the reason I was this strong was thanks to her. But I also worked hard.

"Black Abyss: Carve!"

Several black bolts tore the fog the pieces. For once since I came here, I breathed nicely. Despite that, I had no time to celebrate.

"It is closing!"

Fog moved unnaturally. It was almost like it had a mind of its own.

"Lucifer!"

"Fallen one!"

"Of fucking course."

Of course this place and those creatures were related to Lucy. Not just related. I felt the anger their voices carried.

"What did you do again Lucy!"

Those guys seemed to have a grudge towards her. Since they were smart enough that could recognize her tecniques maybe I could speak to them. While speaking rarely brought good results here, it was still worth.

"Hello. My name is Nox."

"Lucifer!"

"Liar!"

"Betrayer!"

"I am not her. I also carry a grudge towards her. If you guys listen to me, I will also listen to you."

"Liar! Tricks!"

"Don't try to trick us!"

"I am not trying to trick you. Lucifer became a God, isn't that right? Why would be he here?"

They stopped cursing me. I heard countless whispers.

"You use his techniques. You smell like him. Explain."

I clicked my tongue. At first their voice was deranged. They cursed and insulted without any sanity behind their voice. Now they at least seemed a little bit saner.

"I am his descendant. I was a human before. But she transformed to a demon after I died."

I heard whispers similar to arguing.

"Liar! Only evil people can become demons! You must lived a vile life!"

Several hands coming from fog fused and got bigger. Since I didn't expected it to fuse, I couldn't dodge it even with slowing my perception. Fused arm grabbed my entire torso. Due the intense pain their touch gave to me, I screamed.

"We will see your soul! When your evil doings becomes apparent, we will tear it apart!"

My vision slowly faded away as I was pulled into a different level of consciousness. When I opened my eyes again, I was in a… School? I looked around. Everything around looked weird. Like I was looking it through a filter. Several children passed me, running and screaming. They didn't seemed to notice me. I looked at the school's name.

"Guessed so."

I couldn't read the letters. It wasn't like they were in a language I didn't knew. They looked too messy. Almost like…

"Memory of someone who lost most of memories."

This place was probably my memories. Did they pulled me here? I didn't really understood why. Despite my lack of memory, my legs carried me to a less crowded place. It was a place far away from teacher's eyes.

"That's enough."

A child spoke. He wore a tough expression. He walked towards group of another children.

"What is it?"

One of the bigger child came forward. Since the circle created by them was broken, I could see who was in middle of it. A skinny kid, who seemed to be roughed up quite bit.

"I told you before. Don't try to be a hero."

Boy with tough expression seemed unbothered by bigger boy's threatening tone.

"And I said that was enough. Do you really enjoy this? Hurting others?"

"None of your fucking business."

Bigger one grabbed other's collar. It was like watching a bullying scene from movies. Yet, something felt familiar.

"If you are so brave, come after the school."

Boy sighed.

"Why would we wait for after school?"

He headbutted him. While bigger boy seemed shook, he wasn't too hurt.

"Get that motherfucker!"

Others also rushed toward him. He raised his fists high. His forehead was red, where he hit with. He smiled.

"Anyone touching me loses their balls!"

He snarled. His tone carried so much anger that other boys didn't approached him. When they finally got close…

"Teacher is coming!"

A voice rang from back.

"Next time."

Group of bullies ran to being detected by teacher. Boy just looked behind them. He walked the roughed up boy. He reached his hand to help him get up. He looked up to see his savior before…

"Slap!"

He slapped him. Boy seemed unbothered by it.

"You shouldn't let them bully you."

His voice was calm even though he was struck by someone he saved.

"You just make it worse! Everytime play the hero, I am the one getting beat! Die and go to hell, you freak!"

Unjust rage. He wasn't angry towards his bullies but towards who saved him? Lovely.