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Tsundere Angel

A free maniac who followed his way, attracted by blood he pays with blood. reincarnated in a world where abilities and cultivation exist can makka still fall in love with blood? ----- Check my other novel: World scariness ghost Want a friend? > Fallingleaf#1121

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Unknown disease.

As makka stepped into the meeting room he noticed the strict air that envelopes the room. "Makka here." Johnny raised his plump hands indicating for makka to sit beside him.

Makka made his way to Johnny and sat on the floor with him, other kids also sat on the floor, on the other side was 15 chairs which belong to commanders.

In the middle sat the commander who showed them their rooms, he smiled at them but that smile is directed only at those who executed vigorous energy. Makka and Johnny as well others already had foreshadowed.

"I forgot to introduce myself yesterday haha! My humble name is henry." Henry said with his cold smile etched on his face. The other commanders mumble some words when they saw the newbies.

Then henry glance at his left where there sat a woman around 18 years old, red hair like blood and with her glasses on, which can captivate every man.

She stands which showed her well-proportioned body and with a voice that sounds pleasing to the ears "I'll show what will be today's discussion." She grabbed something on her chest which made the eyes of other commanders drift to her. A rounded blue ball with an eyeball etched on it was shown to everyone.

She imbued her qi to the blue ball and the eyeball that was closed, opened! Showing a hologram that depicts a wide forest and sounds of crying echoing to the background, and what worse was that there was also deep laughter that doesn't belong to humans!

"Outside of district E, 10 miles from here was a small village that requesting help. This video was uploaded by a villager which was 2 minutes from now, we had soldiers stand by but they can't hold on for too long. So we reached an agreement to throw you guys into the real world!" She said harshly to the kids her voice which should've been pleasant, instead bring coldness to the hearts of the kid.

"Alright don't make them shed tears I hate kids crying." Whispered by a man who sat on the right side, his red eyes like blood moon which can make the girls fall in love with him.

Seeing him the girl bow her head and didn't continue to speak. When the silence was about to relax in the room, henry coughs and said "Seth don't worry it's their duty to serve the country."

"Right, right my lips was just giving comments" Seth replied with a shrug. Hearing his replied Henry sighed and stared at the kids "all of you prepare for departures! Those who come back alive will have breakfast!" Shouted henry while eating chicken from out of nowhere.

Makka and Johnny walked out of the room. "My stomach is ringing," Johnny said while rubbing his stomach. Makka thought "eh me too, but am I gonna go kill there and kill there hehe!" As this thought was formed it manifest a smile on his face.

"Again with that weird face!" Johnny tease him then he started to part way with makka while shouting "alright come back alive!" Hearing that makka heart warms then he replied "tsk I am good as your uncle! Survive too!" Johnny didn't put his words to his heart. He thought "good as my uncle!?" Remembering his uncle johnny shivered then sped up to the corridor to prepare.

As makka began walking with his usual slow pace his thoughts were"do I kill? Do I not kill? Do I kill? Do I not kill?" This repeated on his mind until he bumps into someone.

"Watch your steps boy!" The man pushes makka which throws makka to the floor. "Being pushed back. ah, I'm weak." Makka stands up and stares at the man who stared back then the man eyes suddenly turns clearer "this boy is the one who interrupts my sleep last night!" Realizing this the man said, "Hey kid I'm sorry I pushed you off you see I'm just in bad mood, why don't you come to my room and I treat you food?" The man said with smirks hiding on his smile.

"These kinds of guys are worse should I kill him?" Makka thought then agreed to the man "yes I'm sorry too I was spaced out for a sec, and I didn't eat breakfast so I was hungry I thank you in advance." The man thought "this kid is shameless! anyway, I'll teach him a lesson!" As these thoughts divide in the man's mind he led makka to his room which is just nearby.

"Haha, you go first treat it as your room." The man said with the same smile earlier. Makka first impression of the room when he stepped in was his room was bigger than this, his bed with a bedsheet that survive a messy storm was placed on the bed.

"Sit on the bed I will prepare the food." Makka sat on the bed and his nose caught a glimpse of smell belonging to a woman. As he was waiting, he notices a book on the desk. "Is that cultivation technique?" His eyes zoom in as though super telescope just a glance of the book was enough, unfortunately, the man arrived.

The man's smile this time seemed real smile, with the plate in his hand he placed it at the side of the bed. "While you eat let's talk about your experience here. how's that?" Makka glanced at the chicken with its crispy looking his stomach again want to sing!

"No problem sir, I have too much experience that life is bored tormenting me." He Said nonchalantly as he grabs the chicken and began eating it like a hungry ghost.

"Hahaha, the way you talked was interesting." Replied the man at this time his idea was to let makka eat so he will be full, then after he is immobilized he will beat him to the point of him surrendering himself to be his slave!" The man was swimming in his thoughts that he did not notice makka's dead eyes which peers through his eyes as though he looked was not the eyes but his soul!

"This chicken here is tough to deal with, can I borrow a knife?" Said makka with an unusual innocent voice like this time he acts like a kid.

The man snaps out of his thoughts and leaves him while saying "alright the chicken from the village are all tough, but that's what I love about them!"

Makka black eyes from bright turns dim. His meaning implies something and it touched makka's devil.

"Alright here is the knife." The man handed the knife to makka, the transaction was natural without hesitation like you told the kid to say good and he will say good, but not every kid will say good...

Makka holds the knife in his grasp holding his urge to play with it, he slices the tough chicken like a chainsaw cutting steel as though mud. "This knife is sharp sir." Whisper makka as the chicken in his mouth was getting chewed like bubble gum.

"Haha of course that knife also had an experience." Said the man his expression that of relief. Seeing his expression makka asks him "sir this knife no matter how sharp it may be, can't cut what is already broken."

Bewildered by makka's remarks about his knife he started to have an urge to punched him! As he was about to reply...

It all happened in a flash his life like grass being cut, the knife sticking to his neck made him feel as if you are thrown into a fridge which is so cold his body can't respond to his call.

No.. not the knife sticking to his neck sure that's one of the reasons but, the kid in front is not a kid, in appearance maybe... ah I know now, a wolf in sheep clothing. These were the last thoughts of the man before his body dropped to the bed painting the bedsheet red.

Makka didn't pull the knife out of his neck why? "Haha watching his face with disbelief awoke my long-lost feelings!" Makka whispered his appearance totally different yet at the same time not. His black eyes like a doll so dead that it matched the corpse of someone whose eyes were opened. His skin pale white like milk and his presence exudes a different type of cold, not from the coldness that comes from deep water but that which comes from the heart, that coldness that emptiness like an abyss!

"I almost forgot you, this disease is now accompanying me?" Thought makka his only secret that no one knows. This unknown disease only shows up when he killed someone, after that his body will turn cold like a corpse as well his presence seemed to morph into it that he was scared until got used to it.

Watching the man motionless body on the floor feels like seeing a beautiful woman on a beach, it awoke something in him like his qi? "What my qi!?"

Makka grabbed the cushion on the bed and placed it beside the corpse then he starts to activate his cultivation technique.