Ch 24: Different to Human

Fever (Villain4ever): '{}' for special powers/special magic/special abilities.

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/One month ago/

It has already passed a time since Zircon has awakened his powers. The only theory in which they could thought about why his powers just awaken properly now was because his body was now capable to use them.

However, being capable isn't the same to know how to use them, so Asako made the decision to add his powers training to the schedule.

They first experimented with the blue and red flames. Asako made sure to make a magical barrier around them so Zircon wouldn't burn or destroy the forest by accident.

With the red flame, it was... volatile, for say the less. As soon as it makes contact with something, it expands itself and starts to destroy all on its way. It even made a little crack in Asako's barrier, which could even block the attack of an ultimate-class being.

Fortunately, the flame didn't last long and it disappeared, but it left a black trace in the ground.

Then, it was the turn of the blue flame. Contrary to the red one, the power of the blue flame consisted in healing or something similar. The reason of that thought was that it didn't only regenerate the weed burned by the red flame, but also created new ones as Asako explained to him.

However, there was another power apart of the flames. If the flames could be considered as the product of magic, then the other set was due to his race.

The set consisted in four forms, which Asako named them with the next names due to their characteristics.

Striker: In this form, a tail was grown from Zircon's lower back, which ended with the tip forming a spear. Thanks to the length of the tail, its attacks could be considered as mid-range. Alas, the reason of its name was due to the speed of its attacks.

Hound: The wolf metallic heads grew from Zircon's shoulders. The heads seemed to have intellect by its own, but not comparable to normal animals. They can both attack and track their preys only if Zircon gives the order.

Spike: It's a simple name due to simple reasons. This form consists in him creating two tentacles from his back, which buried themselves in the ground, and as if they were trees, a field spikes pop out from it. They decided to search for more applications for it.

And fourth but not less important, Ogre: In this form, sharp silver claws grew from his hand which ends up covered with a black skin. The skin was even more resistant than steel itself. It was the simplest form between the four of them, but it's also the most suitable for close combat between them.

Alas, even with all that different forms, they all had common characteristics. First, when using them a mask always cover his mouth and left eye, while his right eye shined with a red bright light. Secondly, when the attack of all the forms pierced its objective body, the forms started to absorb its objective blood.

Zircon said that while doing that, he can taste their blood, and maybe because all his objectives were wild animals, their blood tasted rotten for him. He even once wanted to puke all the content of his stomach due to the unbearable taste of it.

After their first power training, Asako wanted to talk with him about something related with his powers. She looked at him with a serious expression.

"Zircon, in the future you will encounter with many humans. Most of them will be afraid of you for what you are, but there will be also people who will accept you." She looked at him in the eyes. "But I need you to promise me, that you won't use your powers in front of humans unless it's necessary."

Zircon nodded his head. "I promise."

/Present day/

There he was now, standing and covered in blood, tainting his white hair like a blank canvas with droplets of red paint.

After seeing the terrified expression of Irina, he finally understood why Asako told him those words.

Every intelligent being will always be afraid of the unknown, and humans aren't the exception to this

The look that Irina was giving to him, filled with dread, made his chest start to hurt. He didn't like that look, it was painful, however, there was nothing that could stop that feeling.

When Zircon looked at his claws tainted in blood and then turned his gaze to Irina, he realized, how different he was from the normal humans.

There were some exceptions of course. Yuria and Asako, not only raised him since he was an infant, but also loved him as part of their family. But most humans, would react like Irina at that moment. That was the meaning behind Asako's words.

However, did he regret it? Did he regret exposing himself for the sake of his friend's life?

His answer would certainly be 'no'.

If his actions could help and protect someone he cares, then no matter how it hurts him, he wounded never regret it.

He at first wondered why he was disposed to act like this for someone that he just met. Maybe it was because the early dead of his parents. If someone was dear for him, even if it was a little, he will be loyal to him or her at a certain grade depending his relationship with them. He didn't want to lose anyone else, even if that meant that they might hate him.

It is a naive thinking, yes, and he knows it. But for now, he didn't care about it.

He turned his gaze towards the demon, who even with his severe wounds, he was still alive while trying to hold his organs inside him. He had an impressive vitality even if he was just a low-class devil.

Zircon, being already near to the devil, he just had to extend his hand, which was still in the {Ogre mode} to grab the devil's head.

The devil tried to fight back while forming a magic circle in his hand, but with his magic power depleted it disappears in a matter of seconds. So he then tried to use the claws of his hand in an attempt of even scratching him.

However, Zircon didn't allow it and started to crush the devil's skull under his grip.

The devil tried more desperately to escape, after he started to feel his captor's claws piercing his skull like a knife perforating a can of soda.

The devil felt dread for first time after several years in his long life. He has never seen a supernatural being like Zircon. He was neither a devil nor any other kind of supernatural being that he knew.

He was supposed to be the predator and engrave fear in his victims' hearts. However, in front of Zircon, under the gaze of his sole bare eye, he felt like the pray.

Just when Zircon was about to smash the devil's head like a fruit, his instinct kicked in and he quickly distanced himself from the devil.

Then, he saw a flash of light decapitating the devil's head.

He raised his guard after he distanced himself enough from his attacker. The attacker was wearing casual clothes, with a white T-shirt and grey jeans. In his hand, he was holding a sword that its blade seemed to be made with light, with a golden hilt.

However, some of his physical features resulted him familiar, especially his light brown hair an violet eyes, which were looking at him with hostility.