Unleashed Wrath - R18

The laboratory hummed with the sound of whirring machines and the soft beeping of monitors. The man in the lab coat had been engrossed in his work, surrounded by vials of mysterious liquids and advanced equipment. His brother working out as his test subject. Heart rate monitor wires were attached to him. Suddenly, an eerie presence filled the room, causing both to stop what they were doing and turn around. There, standing in the dimly lit doorway, was Haruto, his intense gaze hidden behind his pitch-black shirt and trousers.

The killing intent radiating from Haruto was palpable. It clung to the air, suffocating the lab guy. His voice trembled as he managed to ask, "How do you know this place?"

Haruto's lips curled into a sinister smile, and he took a step closer, his eyes never leaving the man in the lab coat as he talked to the muscleman brother, "Hey, big guy. You want to become the strongest in the world, right? You know what your brother is making right now."

Before Haruto could reveal more, the lab guy desperately tried to intervene. "Don't listen to him, brother," he implored, his voice wavering with fear.

Lab-Coat guy paid him no heed. His hand darted towards a nearby table, where a gleaming gun lay. His fingers curled around the cold steel as he lifted it, his expression hardening with determination. "Well, you came here on your own wish, but you will leave on our terms."

A deep silence descended upon the room, broken only by the soft, ominous click of the safety being released. Haruto's eyes narrowed, and he spoke in a low, dangerous tone, "I'd prefer you didn't pick that up. I'm already in a bad mood since I saw you two. Don't make me kill you in the worst way."

With a sudden, deafening gunshot, the man in the lab coat fired. Haruto staggered back, a searing pain erupting in his side. He fell to the ground, clutching his wound, but there was something unnerving about his laughter that followed. He laughed manically, as if the pain was merely a tickle. Haruto was just acting so that he can have more fun while Manslaughter.

"Ahhhh hah hah hah hah, oh God."

He shot 2-3 more shots in Haruto's head. The lab guy couldn't believe his eyes. As Haruto standup, he saw Haruto's wounds were healing, knitting themselves together as if they had never been there. Panic gripped him, but before he could react, a massive, muscle-bound figure emerged from behind. He lunged forward and thrust a knife into Haruto's back, withdrawing it with a sinister smile, expecting Haruto to falter.

However, Haruto turned slowly to face him and said," I also preferred if you didn't did this.

Haruto's eyes burning with an otherworldly rage. With an iron grip, Haruto seized the muscle guy's throat, his fingers digging into the flesh as he slammed his head against the wall. With each brutal impact, he enunciated a single word.

"If...you...wanted...to...become...strong...you...should...train...like...one."

Blood splattered across the room, Haruto's face now drenched in crimson. But his laughter continued, growing wilder with each brutal assault. He turned to see the lab guy had slipped away. Haruto had known this would happen, and he had camera-linked with him to ensure there was no escape.

"Who the hell was that guy? I will avenge you, brother," the Lab Coat guy cried, his voice trembling with fear, tears streaming down his face.

As he fled through dimly lit alleyways, he caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye. Panic seized him, and he shouted, "Who is there?"

And then, in a nightmarish moment, his brother's lifeless body descended from the sky, crashing before him. Despair overcame him, and he began running away as fast as he could, hoping to escape the madness that had taken over his life.

But no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't escape the inevitable. Haruto suddenly materialized in front of him, staring right into his soul. The man quaked, realizing that there was no way out.

With a swift and brutal kick, Haruto sent the man soaring through the air. When he landed on his back, the man was in a state of shock, choking out,

"Why are you doing this?"

Haruto chuckled darkly, his eyes filled with unsettling determination.

"You're asking me what I'm doing? You know exactly why I'm doing this. You know that the fluid will turn your brother into a giant Titan, and he'll unleash havoc in the cities."

The lab guy, about to respond, managed to stammer, "Bu-"

Without allowing him to speak another word, Haruto stepped on his heart, punching it through his chest. It was a gruesome and merciless end. As he stared at the mangled heart beneath his foot, Haruto sighed in relief.

"Maybe my past life's anger issues are getting the best of me again, I am glad I didn't have powers in my first life."

He mused. He turned to leave, but then he noticed a terrified citizen observing him from the shadows. Everything fell eerily silent, the aftermath of chaos, leaving an unsettling impression on the onlooker.

To be continued...