"Step"
"Kick"
"How does it feel like? Is it painful? Tell me."
I was only defending myself while holding my gut that's being kicked constantly. I don't know what my rage has gone somewhat.
"Hey! Fight back!"
"I can't."
"Why? Already give up?" His voice was awfully Loud. It hurts my head.
"I-I can't kill a human."
"Huh? Didn't you attack me a moment ago? What was It?"
"It's my fault. I lost control of myself."
"Then you have to lose control again. I wanna see how strong you are."
"Why did he became like this? You're a human. You can lead a normal life, not like me whose fate is already tied."
I coughed slightly slitting blood.
He stopped kicking and thought for a while. He was looking up at the sky while muttering something.
"Why... did I become like this? Why…."
I wasn't able to hear him clearly. Was his life pathetic like mine?
"Bullshit."
That was something is said while backing his eyes on me.
"It's all bullshit. I don't care about that at all. Now, get up and fight me. I was born to fight. The only goal of my life is to fight."
Without making another conversation, I tried to get up. I know he wouldn't back off until I fight for my life.
"your knives…"
"look, those blades are made out of carbon steel. I got my hands on those when hunting underground. You know you would find several illegal treasures down there. Not to mention the one who gave was someone who's directly connected to the police force. They made those blades to especially kill monsters like you and I see it's pretty effective." It appears he was much proud of his weapons.
"You haven't noticed why are you so weak?" Wasn't that because I confined myself? I was getting weak?
"I got those blades in hands but I wasn't impressed. I felt like something was missing." His eyes filled with dark energy. The energy that possessed the mischief.
"I invented an acid that can weaken the monster. I added it on the blades making it more deadly than ever. It can easily kill any level three ones. I see why you didn't die. That means you're higher than that."
Just who is this guy? Why was he so engaged in this fight? He isn't even a monster.
*********** [Kurama's Warehouse]
"Then what? How was he possibly able to become the king of the underground overnight?
Kurama nodded nonchalantly. The line between me and Kurama was vast. He's a guy that lives in a whole different world. Now that I looked at him he appeared to be having no fun making a conversation with me. In his eyes, I'm just a dumb and boring person who curves for excitement.
"Nicolai is someone who possesses enormous knowledge. But he's a human.
And humans are not perfect. They lack one way to other. He has intense salvation for fighting is something that can't be unnoticed. Perhaps the tragic incident at his young age made him the one he's now. Whether he's just a poor little kid who lost his parents or an elite in life. He suppresses humans in talent and closes to monsters."
They're nothing to be shocked. Nicolai had lived in the midst of us. Not even I was able to identify him as a human.
How was he able to hide his presence so diligently? Since he was a human it must be very hard. No matter what I could digestive the thing he runs away from his dying parents and got himself in the underground. Al last became the ki god it. It's too much for a kid hole was. Every now and then I kept asking the same question again and again.
"There's one more person who I find interesting other than Nicolai."
Kurama grinned malice. I know the other one wasn't me.
"I see," I said as I understood who he meant.
"Is Fiona doing her job well?"
"Oh, that woman. He first neglected it but when I said it was from you, she rushed."
She appears to be a very complicated person. She never listens to others except for Kurama. I wonder why Kurama took her in. She hardly does any work other than eating.
I didn't want to imagine that. I had a rare flashback of that woman in the slaughtering room. She is an animal. An animal who eats nothing but flesh. Eek, that made me lose my appetite.
I was beginning to get out of the warehouse but at that moment I said Kurama muttering.
"How long are you gonna hold it back, Jodan? The day will come very soon when you have to give in."
"Seems like something bigs gonna happened. But it isn't today." I walked past the gate.
"Sir, Everything okay?" One of my men asked me. What was his name again? Well, I don't remember.
"Here's fine. Did you sent what I told you to?"
"Yes! I have done it. I got into some trouble at first. But when I told your name they let me in."
"As long you didn't spill the bean it's okay."
Apperently, I had to maintain a healthy relationship with the police department. No, A rather I'll relation. Especially with the Chief. He's a greedy person. If I have to name someone who is human but not a human from the heart that would be him. He has everything that is needed to make him called a human. However, he's total scum. Either way, he helps us in most ways. He also helped me to make an appointment with Rener. What really is truly being human? Was it to have a life like him? Or a wanting a normal life working as a corporate slave. The more I think about it the more I got lost. Humans are complex beings. Even if you spend your entire time studying I hardly believe that one can get to a conclusion. My father died doing that. His mind was more twisted than any of us. Although he worked hard to get to the bottom of it, he failed in the end.