While the patriarchs chatted outside the arena, Aatrox and the other boys were being surrounded by the smaller cultivators, wanting tips and praising the battle they had right now.
Soon the four of them used some movement techniques and disappeared.
As Aatrox wandered through the event to get out of the spotlight, he saw a face he would never forget. Suddenly, the room that was hot and lively began to drop in temperature. The weaker cultivators began to feel cold and a little afraid while their body hair began to shiver.
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Travis was walking normally accompanied by his weak lackeys who paved the way for him to pass through. His family was famous in the city of Red River and he couldn't help but attend the Annual Cultivators Meeting.
Travis had found some interesting things in the stalls he'd been through. As he looked at a multicolored orb, one of his minions whispered that an interesting battle was going on in the arena.
Hearing this, Travis' interest shot up and he began to head for the arena trying to find such an interesting fight that the servant had told him. Unfortunately for him, when they arrived in the arena, there was a crowd surrounding a group of people, who were apparently the fighters.
As the battle was over, Travis' interest disappeared, and he began to return with his lackeys to the feeding area to eat something. But suddenly, Travis felt a sense that he had never felt in his life.
Pure dread. Travis was frozen at the scene; his underwear was starting to get wet when he started to search the sides of where that feeling might be coming from. When Travis looked at a teenager looking at him with eyes that had the red iris and the black sclerotic like a demon, he saw nothing but those red eyes and could not stop freezing, but when a person passed in front of that teenager, he suddenly disappeared.
Travis no longer felt the cold sensation surrounding him and began to breathe. If he was managing to control his bladder before, after he looked into that teenager's eyes, he lost control. Now he was all wet.
Seeing the weird looks he was getting from the people around, Travis was dying of anger and shouted at his minions. "Prepare the slaves! I need to spill my anger when I get home. Bring that little girl too, I'll hurt her other leg." He said it with a deep hatred.
"Yes, young master." One of the lackeys said.
"And another thing, look up everything about a red-eyed teenager who was here. I want to know everything about him." He said that last tremendous part of so much anger. He couldn't see anything but those red eyes looking at him like he was just dead meat.
Travis had never felt so humiliated in all 17 years of his life. This mere cultivator had decided to provoke him, Travis wanted to skin him alive.
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Aatrox who had stopped in a corner began to breathe again as he controlled his anger and stopped supplying energy to his eyes. Unintentionally, out of only deep hatred, he had returned a bit of his Decay way when he saw Travis.
Aatrox may never have met Travis personally, but Benjamin did. When Benjamin was younger, he suffered bullying in school because of his female characteristics. The boys were jealous of the attention he received from the girls so they always excluded him and cursed him of everything.
But things never got to bad, the problem got worse when Benjamin met Travis. Travis was always very involved, because he was the son of a rich family, he always tried to solve everything with money, but one day, he went to confession to a girl and she refused him.
Travis got very pissed off and wanted to cash in his anger somewhere. When he heard the girl, who had rejected him the day before praising Benjamin the next, his anger erupted. After class he called some of his father's goons to beat this boy until he got so ugly that no girl would want to look at him.
But the goons hit the boy so hard that he went into a coma. Travis' father discovered that the boy put another child in a coma and grounded him for 2 days. Travis' anger at Benjamin grew even greater, telling himself that all this was his fault.
After three years, Travis couldn't remember the skinny, weak boy he put in a coma.
"He who knocks forgets, but he who catches never forgets." That's exactly what Aatrox was feeling right now. When he saw Travis in the crowd, the oath he had taken to Benjamin when he took over this body, along with the memories he had absorbed, made Benjamin's hatred for Travis now Aatrox's hatred for Travis.
If he hadn't controlled himself very well, Aatrox would probably have killed Travis there at that moment, but he stopped himself because Aatrox wanted him to suffer. As a War God, Aatrox knew and liked many ways to torture his opponents. Even if he had separated from his Decay sword, he was still extremely cruel to his opponents. Aatrox would take revenge on Travis and his family, but before that Aatrox would need information. He'd research Travis' family on the computer when he got home.
Aatrox recovered and went out looking for the other kids while people looked around looking for where this sensation of cold and danger came from that everyone felt.
When Aatrox found the other three boys, they were sitting together waiting for him.
"You took your time." Dylan said.
"I had a setback on the way." Aatrox said back to his cold and distant natural personality.
"A setback for you? With the speed you have? I feel sorry for that setback." Jude said with a laugh.
The four teenagers talked to each other until late, when the patriarchs called them to leave. Aatrox had managed to get their phone numbers and was satisfied, even if he had met Travis, the night was still productive for meeting these guys.
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