Fate

"That bastard seems like he have a plan to not kill me whilst in my absorbing procession, but everything is pointless in front of this absolute power." The Sin of Envy, whose body was of an old person from before said.

The glimmers in her pupils indicated the unlimited confidences inside. "But before that, let me pay for the owe for teaching me such a place to hide myself for millennium.

With a single flicks of her hand, her entire body turned liquid as she disappeared from the place. When she reappeared, she was a thousand meters above the ground.

Teleportation to any places as long as there's a hydrogen, with a single thoughts.

With her body almost touching the clouds, she floated closer to it as her arm entered inside the cloud. With her arm inside the clouds, she spreads her palm as the cloud began to take a form of another something.

The gigantic clouds slowly formed into a shape of javelin, until finally, it was pressured to the point of reducing the sizes to the point where even normal adults can hold it.

Cloud Javelin.

The cloud which was floating above Ivy's palm, under her full control—with a light swing of her hand to the front—the javelin launched forward at great speed.

It's speed has long since broken the sound barrier as a great force spread around the surrounding like a ripple of the water. The javelin which seemed to reach the max speed, suddenly accelerated further as it 'no longer existed in this world'

The cloud javelin destroyed its surrounding, the unfortunate small town arounds it-even the medium-ranked city wasn't safe as their barrier easily destroyed and suffered casualties within it.

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Nakiri Town a man meditated inside the seemingly limitless size of hall, unworthy of his size. That man with horn on his head, opened its eyes as it was disturbed by the approaching danger.

Who dare to attack my town? The man broke the roof as he vanished to the air in an instant.

Although it was moving at the speed so fast that it couldn't be contained in this world, the cloud javelin wasn't fast enough to fully escape from this Oni's eyes.

Although faint and blurry, as if it was about to break the shackles between the dimensions, as long as 'it is there and he knows it,' that was enough.

Mid-air, his feet touching nothing above the ground, he quickly made a stances. Although Virturan's humanity tends to misunderstand Oni as a swordsman races, they were wrong. Oni, like humans, excels at any martial arts. From swords to spear, to bow and then to fist.

This man, in this hidden small town, was the strongest not only in this town, but may also be the whole world in terms of technique related to body.

The Oni spiralled his arms in his front and gathered 'something'—the 'something' was leaded and compressed to small area, pressured to an extremity.

The 'something' was as if it was locked by that tiny fist of his as he slowly but, firmly brought his left fist in front. As he fist was about to collide with the spear, he slowly opened it up, and made a palm.

"Wha-? It dodged?"

The javelin suddenly changed it's trajectory, indicating that this wasn't purely a physical things but someone was also controlling it using mana—the javelin went past the Oni, and without exception, also passed over the Nakiri Town.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM*

"If you're dodging me, says so, damn it! Now what am I going to do with the mountain I've blown?"

The Oni was troubled with the portion of mountain he shaved off. If it wasn't that he diverse the force at the last nanoseconds, the abuse toward nature wouldn't be as light as shaving off the mountain.

"…before that, where is my daughter? Why don't I see her anywhere?"

From up above, the Oni looked down upon his citizens only to find that his daughter wasn't in the town unexpectedly.

"You just noticed it now? She has been gone for a while now." Unknowingly, a white-haired woman with red irises appeared.

Meanwhile, the white haired and blue eyed Oni complained toward her. "Why didn't you say so!?"

The red eyed Oni seemed to be pissed. "Hmph, I don't care about you who's only interested in training."

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"Thank you Matsuri-chan! Nagisa, and Hanabi-san! I, I will do my best and meet her face to face." Kuro sent his gratitude with his newfound courage in the face.

To respond that, Hanabi nodded her head. "Un. I am cheering for you, Kuro! (Although it's a pity that my daughter may have no chances)"

Kuro looked at her puzzled. "Hanabi-san, do you have something to say more…? You can say it if you want, you know?"

"Ahh no, nothing. Anyway! Go to your crush's side!" Hanabi waved her hand to bid farewell with Kuro.

Kuro nodded to her as he waves back. "Good bye!"

At the same time Kuro turns his back, Hanabi widened her eyes, without sparing a effort she pushed off her daughter

Still unaware of the position, Matsuri wiped her butt as to clean dust. "Mum, it's hurt why did you push me… off…? Mum…?"

She didn't see the cloud-like javelin piercing her mother's chest, or rather, she tried to deny the reality. "Mum… why are you ignoring me…? Mum the ketchup stained your clothes… mum… mom… please speak…"

"Mother…" the reality hurts the most. That's why many tries to run away from it. Matsuri was strong enough to face it faster, but that doesn't mean the damage caused from reality will be automatically nullified.

No matter how strong a person was, in the end, it was just being 'strong' as long as it's met with stronger something, it will break down

Matsuri, perhaps she couldn't accept the reality, or something else, fainted on the spot, her eyes turning white.

Kuro couldn't interfere what was happening. But that doesn't mean he won't do anything. "Take Mtsuri to somewhere safe. Maybe your house."

Kuro coldly said toward Nagisa who was also frozen at the spot. Being called out by Kuro awakened him.

Nagisa tried his best to say calmly but her voice failed her, it was shaky. "b, b, but what about you and Hanabi-san?"

"Shut up and quickly do as what I said you fucking retard."

The word that came from Kuro's mouth wasn't what Nagisa would ever expect even in his dream—out of surprise, Nagisa faced directly toward Kuro.

Kuro wasn't there.

It was pitch-black, endless darkness, capable of devouring even the light.

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