Klaus was in his room.
He dropped his body down then lifted it up again as sweat launched from his shirtless torso. He was doing his daily regime of exercises.
Dropping his body down again, this time he couldn't lift it. Every single muscle in his body suddenly weakened as he went unconscious.
***
Two boys laid on the ground curled up, their arms enveloping their knees as tears streamed from their eyes, only to be unnoticed. Droplets of blood were everywhere on their clothes.
Another two guys were standing behind a single boy, his hardly clenched fists were dripping with dark red blood, his eyes shut close.
"Why did you stop dude? Hurry up!"
One of the two boys behind him said, he was just enjoying the show.
As the boy's eyes shot open, he was frozen in place for a few second before turning around, the temperature suddenly dropping several degrees.
The boy was around 60 CM, with deep brown hair curly hair, each strand resembled a large S. His hair dropped on his shoulders, it was smooth, yet uncared for. He wore a blue school uniform that had the school symbol on its right side chest.
"God.." The boy chuckled, that soon turned into a mischievous laugh as he covered his face with his hands.
"What's up dude? You're freaking us out!" The two boys shivered as they instinctively back off a few meters, they stopped when their backs hit the brick wall.
"Hah..Ah, I just had to be reminded of how shitty I was.." The laughing slowly stopped as he removed his hands, showing his bloodshot eyes.
"Haaaaah.." He clenched his fists as he glared at the shivering boys, his smile disappearing, bringing even more fear to the duo.
"Dead" Before the boys could even realize what happened, they had their heads smashed into the wall.
"That's what I want to be" Klaus muttered, after so much time, with so many options, he just had to come to the time when he was a bully.
His days of being a merciless bully, sending all his victims home barely being able to breathe, not even being able to drink water with the pain in their ribs.
He was branded "The Rib-Cage Reaper"
by the students of his kindergarten.
He was a bully in kindergarten.
Slowly retracting his hands, Klaus..Lewis dropped to the ground, forgetting the deadly pain his eyes were suffering.
The two boys' eyes were rolled backwards, only the white was revealed. Their heads were dripping blood that rippled each time it hit the puddle of blood underneath them.
The brick wall was smashed, forming a web of cracks that was around a single point.
Lewis stood up, grabbing both the boys by the collar and dropping them to the ground, slamming them so hard their spinal cords cracked.
He glanced at the other two boys, which were now looking at him in fear, their pupils dilated so much it only a few bits of white remained, tears streamed down as they had their mouth agape.
"Don't wor-" Lewis dropped on his knees, almost screaming, the pain in his eyes was excuriating so much so he wanted to remove his eyes just to escape the pain.
But all those years as a god weren't nothing.
He simply shut his eyes, after comparing the pain to the pain he once experienced in the other world, it was like nothing.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything" He said, reassuring the boys that now had a puddle of p*ss underneath them.
The Rib-Cage Reaper, the merciless Rib-Cage Reaper, suddenly sparing someone?
No way in hell!
They two boys got up and ran as fast as they could, not minding the pain in their stomach and ribs.
Sighing, Lewis sat cross-legged in front of the unconscious guys, with a single, full strength, punch to one of their vitals, they woke up.
"Please spa-" Not even sparing a second for anyone of them, he hit another vital point, causing them to scream at the top of their lungs.
"Shh" Lewis pressed his index finger against his lips, marking the start of a homicide.
***
The cemetery hummed with the cries of both the dead and the living, several rows upon rows of people wearing black were standing in front of a large cemetery.
{Latime Family, 7th Generation}
The Latime Family, a famous, old family that has enough authority to rule a small country, and which owns the biggest business in the entire world, Latimé, had its entire 7th generation dead. A total number of 20 people were found dead in their homes with a single strike to their neck.
And it was all the cause of a children bullying case.
Lewis was in his room, half his body was tinted blue and in several locations were bulging veins, he had a wolfish smile in his face as he sat upright on his bed's edge.
"Ahh..that bastard Chronos" His low, mischievous voice resounded the entire room.
The entire house suddenly had a gloomy atmosphere as his mom froze in place, her skin crawling as she felt the gaze of a powerful individual, someone she can't even fathom.
She wanted to hurry to her son and check up on him, but even her hair was frozen still.
The feeling suddenly stopped, and everything went back to normal. The mother had cold sweat on her face as she yelled in a hoarse voice, "Lewis!".
She feared no response would come, however, a slight "Yes?" could be heard from upstairs. She heaved a sigh of relief.
"Nothing"
In his room, Lewis drummed with his fingers on his desk, cracklings of fire appeared with each round of drumming. He still had the ability to call upon the underworld's fires, however Invisibility, Matter Manipulation and all other powers of Hades were non-existent.
'Sigh..there are too many things I need to know. Getting back to Greece will be practically impossible currently' He was disdained.
With a small slap to the desk to end the drumming, Lewis grabbed his backpack and wore his school uniform, before going downstairs to his mom.
"What's for breakfast?" He asked, with his genius and strong smelling, he already knew.
With a chuckle, his mom answered, "You won't eat breakfast, young man" A frown suddenly formed on her face, the wholesome chuckling mother from before was nowhere to be seen.
"Why so?"
"Maybe because of your cracking of Andrew's rib-cage, or maybe because of your dislocating Liam's shoulder and breaking his nose, there are many reasons" The mother gave a strong slap to Lewis.
"Expect yourself lucky. Go to school, if a report like this comes again you won't see the light of day" His mother sounded more devilish than the demons themselves.
Lewis put his index finger in his ear to clean it as he walked out the door, a bright slap mark on his right cheek.