POW!!!!
The bald man gazed at the explosion with wide eyes, his mouth wide open in surprise. Not because of his suicidal act, but what happened after he landed. He could see him. On the pile of dead monsters. There he was, standing, a tattered butcher knife in his hand.
'h..how is he alive..?' he questioned, but what happened after was even more shocking to his mortal eyes. The same monsters which he could just scratch were getting sliced like they were just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"Who is he…?"
Aiden sliced, pierced, punched, and dragged. He did what his hands were capable of. Using them to the fullest. Like the Sparta of the old ages. With no fear to boot. He was carrying his butcher knife. Not letting a single imp to pass through the main gate of the building.
He was surprised by his own skills, his hands thirsty to kill one imp after another. Something about him slowly changing as he started smiling more and more.
And before he relished….the imps stopped, coming any closer near the human or who looked like one… covered in the blood of their brethren. It was indeed a scary sight to behold. Not just for the imps, but also for the human looking out from the window.
He was panting, his knife and hand covered in red blood. He looked down, the pond of blood that he created. His maniacal smile.
'i…is that me…?' he thought in fear.
He didn't know how many he killed, but looking at the mess before him. It seemed he had killed half of them already and another half slowly backing away in fear. Their former hunger nowhere to be seen.
He had pushed the notifications away as it would come out with every kill he did.
He opened his notification and finally figured out what just happened to him.
[The duchess granted you the skill of the mad butcherer….
The mad butcherer (C rank)
A skill which enhances the overall strength, stamina and agility of the user the more he kills. But, the user falls into madness the more he uses this skill. ]
"You…." Aiden growled. His anger boiling up.
{Why so mad? Don't tell me you didn't like my gift? haha haha…..you looked so charming just a second ago with your menacing smile.... }
He was surprised at first how demons could grant skills and a C rank skill at that. But her intention wasn't on his wellbeing but to continue her entertainment.
"So you are now trying to make me mad…."
{How rude….and here I was just trying to help my toy a bit..}
Aiden's anger boiled even more. "I am not your toy!! What?! Turning me into a wild psycho was your way of helping and I didn't need your help!" he shouted back. Scaring the imps even more. Some of them even running away from the mad human.
{ ….so unbearably naïve….you thought you could handle hundreds and hundreds of imps. they are weak against you, yes. but that doesn't mean you can kill every single one of them.
Tell me human. What would have happened if some imps among the hundreds escaped you're attacked and went towards your friends? Huh? What do you think would happen? What?! You think your childish trap can hinder them. Imps power comes from their number. Like ants, they keep increasing their numbers until the enemy before them is killed and devoured.
the only reason these bugs are staying quiet because I am making them so…..did you thought they are afraid of you….no they are afraid of your skill, which I just granted, having my mark. They fear the mark, not you….}
Aiden was speechless at what he was hearing. Before he couldn't even bear to think the demoness would even try to help him, but she was right.
It was frustrating, but she was right. He was lost in his dopamine of overconfidence. Like in many novels he read. He thought of himself as the main character. He thought he could take them all, but no, he forgot about Emi and not to mention his senpai, who was barely alive.
'This isn't a novel, you fucker. Was the wound on the back wasn't enough!' he scolded himself.
"I am sorry…" he whispered.
{what I didn't hear that…}
"….i am sorry!" he shouted.
{There you go…. that wasn't hard was it…hahahaha..}
"But…why are you helping me...even going out of your way to giving me a skill...?"
{...I will answer you after you finish them off….i can't hold them much with my astral form…}
'Astral form…..haaaa..Whatever, let's deal with them first?'
He took out a bolder near him, so big that a crater wouldn't be able to lift it up. But he just lifted with no less difficulty, blocking the entrance.
They could go by the window but it would need more effort from their side if they tried and he had a plan to stop them from doing its show.
He covered his mouth, diving into the red imps.
" imp's tongue.....raaarrr rarr rarrrrarr raaaarr… 'kill the other imp near you. They have betrayed our race.'"
All the imps became active hearing the voice of their leader. They didn't know a human had spoken those words, as he was not before their vision.
Thinking their leader was among them. They followed suit. Letting their instinctual hiearchy take over them.
{Well…consider me surprise…}
She didn't know how he used the imp's tongue, but he used it so naturally, like it was his own mother tongue. Even she would mistake that voice as of an imp leader, if she wasn't clearly observing him.
And it worked. As the imps started killing each other. And with Aiden's butcher knife. It didn't take long until not even a single one survived.
pichik!!
He slowly took out his long knife from the imp's chest. The blood dripping out as the life from its red eyes gradually faded away.
"haaaaa…."
Even though he had increased his stamina by killing all the imps, it really took out his stamina. Dawning on him that the demoness was indeed right. More than half of them had killed each other, only the stronger surviving. Which he killed himself.
He didn't know, the skill 'imp's tongue' would be so much helpful in such moments. Without that skill, he would be eventually be tired out and killed by one of the imps which he declared as weak.
He fell backwards, landing on the pile of dead imps. Breathing heavily like his lungs were begging for air. But a smile came through, gazing at the notification he was waiting for. He didn't count how many he killed, but he reached it either way.
[Congratulations! you have reached level 5!
The stat FP has been unlocked.
Congratulations, you can now use the Celestial force.]
"Finally….!"
'Now I can finally use this so called celestial force….wait. What is it for again?'
[Celestial force is the gateway to endless skills and magic spells. From users' view point. It is equivalent to mana. sketched up in fantasy novels the users used to read.]
"Magic?!!!...yes!!" he shouted in excitement. "Drop all my points on FP!" He said without thinking twice.
[Congratulations! CP bar is unlocked!]
[Status
Name: Ando Aiden
Bloodline: ???? (Locked, reach level ten to unlock bloodline.)
Age: 16 years
Race: Human/ ????
Level: 5 (Exp: 13/10000) (CP: 100/100)
STR: 45
AGI: 30
DEF: 15
STM: 16
FP: 0 => 10
INT: 10
LUCK: 1
CHARM: 40
DP: 10 => 0
Rank: D Rank
Soul: A+
Class: (Locked)
Subclass: (locked)
Title: The blur, Ghost, Breathtaking, handsome hunk...
Skills: Imp's tongue, Mad butcherer.
Natural ability: Super strength and agility, Healing (D), Celestial force (F)]