Hard Corns

"Now all I have to do is locate that sewer system. It should be somewhere around this dark city." Akashiri sniffed the area. This place fucking reeks." It already smells as if I'm in the fucking sewer." Akashirir jumped off the tower he was standing on, landing in a pile of corn. Akashiri stood off his feet and brushed the pieces of hard corn off his shoulders. When he was about to proceed, he started hearing approaching footsteps coming from out of the shadows. Akashiri unsheathed his sword. The footsteps belonged to some starving people dressed in rags. They totally ignored Akashiri, going right for the corn. Akashiri sighed, starting to shake his head in disappointment. He hated to see people go hungry.

He turned around and started walking towards the starving people. Maybe he could ask them if they knew where the sewer system was located. " Hey do any of you people know where I can find the sewer system?" If you do, you all will be generously rewarded." I can count on that." The people were still ignoring him. Akashiri rolled his eyes. " Hey, don't you hear me talking to you?" Akashiri placed his hand on one of the starving people that was an old man. As his hand touched the old man's shoulder, the man stopped the shoving of hard corn in his mouth. He slowly turned his head around and looked at Akashiri. The old man had stained and dried up blood around his mouth. The old man suddenly tackled Akashiri to the ground and started screaming. Akashiri scoffed. He grabbed the old man by the neck and tossed him in the air. The old man latched onto the nearby pipe and started crawling on all fours. Akashiri extended his eyebrow up and said: Now I know." This isn't a prison or city." This is a place where failed test subjects were tossed away like trash."

Akashiri clenched onto his sword and said: " Allow me to put an end to your suffering." Akashiri kicked some of the hard corn on the floor to get the other failed test subject's attention. The failed test subjects started screeching. They stood off the ground and started running towards Akashiri. Akashiri dashed past both of them with one slice. He sheathed his sword. Blood and guts splattered all over the place. Akashiri turned around and waited to see if the pieces on the ground were going to regenerate. They didn't. Akashiri was going to do the same thing to the one clinching onto the pipe, but when he was going to, he noticed he was gone. Akashiri sheathed his sword and sighed, continuing to venture into the city.