Records Of A Rook (15.5)

Impossible, impossible. It's ridiculous. How the hell did I lose to a runt like this.

Let me try again. I don't understand. Truly, I don't.

The scene replayed in my mind, and I felt a slight shiver- I mean, I saw her hateful eyes staring at me.

Look at how she took my sword, that little shit would've been nothing without it.

Afterwards,Afterwards-

What happened afterwards.

I hit her, I think. I remember her cold glare, though. Oh, and one time, while exchanging blows or something, I saw my reflection in her iris.

If anything at all, I would say it was them that left an impression on me.

I wasn't scared at all, okay?

But why, even though I know she had clear blue eyes, even though my brain tells me that, why do I only see them as scarlet red in my head?

I know they weren't actually red, but I could see it, her thirst for blood. It's something you learn to do when you went through numerous battles, you learn who to mess with, and who the fuck to stay away from.

While everyone human searches for water, they strive for blood. Go ahead, set them down into the wild. Let them walk freely and I guarantee you, they will come back with blood.

If they haven't, well, then you better clench your butt.

I understand how they died now. How my companions got crushed so mercilessly. I can't really put the blame on them, though I really want to.

That one guy, what was his name. Dumb shit didn't know how to appreciate his talent.

Always out killing and then hide his tail when danger approaches. If he wasn't snuffed by an enemy, then he'd have died sooner or later due to himself. The burden must have really weighed on him. Then again, he wouldn't have that power if he wasn't like that to begin with.

Tsk, why am I wasting my inner monologue on him. Can't wait to meet him and beat the shit out of him.

Maybe the afterlife isn't too bad after all. Where would I be headed.

Just kidding, it's hell. We all know it is. I'll send out a complaint if it isn't.

Shit, anything's better than being close to that demon. Even an actual demon.

From the beginning, she wasn't something I should've messed with. Foolishly, I thought I was the hunter when in reality I was the prey. Like a lamb entering the lions den, or a fly caught in a web.

This really is unfair. If I had known, I wouldn't have gone up against her.

It was never about the money. Sure, it was alluring, but I just wanted to proof my worth to the princess.

Why in the gods name above and below, did this have to happen to me.

Oh lord, I don't know, lil' princess, what you have gotten yourself into, but she is not something you can handle. For the first time, you were wrong. And what a grave mistake it was.

I pray for your safety and that you shall meet with good fortune. If not, I'll reserve a nice spot for you here.