After dealing with the first, Elijah went to strike at other three warehouses. He did the same and killed everyone except the civilians. The total people he killed that day was 66 people.
On a rooftop of a tall building Elijah stood at the edge watching the beautiful city. The tall buildings lined up and glowing like small bulbs, it was beautiful view.
It was 5:30 in the morning, the sun had yet to rise. And Elijah was in conflict with himself, killing 66 people in one day.... God I killed 66 people!!!
His hand was shaking a bit and it was definitely not due to the cold. "I should'nt had accepted that bloody offer of his" Even though he likes his powers he definitely didn't like killing all these people for it.
"I wonder he knew.... no he knew .. that's why he gave me this task" Elijah was on a regret streak. But he was bit glad he regretted it and did not find pleasure in it nor was he drunk on power.
Now when he thought about it, that Mr black definitely knew much more about him than he did himself. Killing all these people was not the sickest thing he felt.. there was more to it.
Elijah knew from the start he was different, he started to gain some of his past lives memory when he was 14. He was able to tell he was definitely different, was when he joined the mafia and killed a person for first time in his life.
The soul of the person he killed got absorbed by him. He could feel himself absorbing him and he couldn't stop it. And now he killed so many, for the first time in his life he felt the dread of his nature.
Alucard.. that was his name in his past life, he didn't know much but he knew the nature of that person he once was. 'Nature' he meant was the nature of his soul. He could absorb the soul of those he slain, absorbing them onto his own soul. There the absorbed soul would be forced to experience an utter unspeakable pain... pain that was beyond physical.. The karma of the person was burnt with such intensity that it would release massive energy and his soul would feed on the energy. The very essence of the person, his emotions, his memories, his life force was eaten and refined to become pure. This intelligence involved in this was his soul or more deeper.. his very nature of 'existence'.
The person who undergone the trail was not actually dead, for some reason Elijah knew it. The soul in a sense got cleansed of everything and returned to it's original self.. being just an existence. He didn't knew whether the soul went in for reincarnation or slept eternally in the void.
But the worst thing was that Elijah was aware of the process, he could feel it. the soul getting liberated and his own soul growing stronger, profound and mysterious.
And absorbing 66 souls in a day was not a pleasant feeling. He wondered if that's why his former self was insane or him being insane affected his nature.
sigh
In all these he felt alone... Loneliness crept on him like darkness. He felt alone because he felt different from other people. Even though his body was that of plain human, he knew his soul was anything but that. So he couldn't see humans and count him as one... but he wanted to be human and in sense him keeping his humanity which he felt was already slipping away. He felt as lonely as how a sole person alive would feel. Cause he felt he was different 'being' altogether.. he was a.. monster....
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Paradise hotel
In a grand luxury room, A fat man wearing a bathroom robe was sitting on the couch, he was silently listening to what his assistent was saying. once the assistant finished he slammed his fist on the table.
"Who dare do this!! So many of our people died and we don't even know who hit us?? "
"I'm really sorry boss, we wanted to interrogate the workers but the police had already arrived so we couldn't do anything"
"What do you think, is it the people that gave us relic? is this their way of telling us to make it right?? " The boss calmed down and lit a cigarette.
"I don't think so sir, it would make no sense to kill so many of us to get the point through and they would not mind the loss of one relic.. they have assigned the same task for other mafia too. Though the loss would cost us heavily but would not totally cost us our business"
"Right.. so someone is messing with us. It's better to stay low for a while, call back everyone who is operating outside. we don't want to lose any more manpower than we already have. And tell kane to bring all the mages to my villa , there is a good chance that the attacker is targetting me and the entire mafia" The boss took a deep puff of smoke and exhaled it out. The man looked fat and ugly but the man's eyes had sharpness, he was not a leader just for name, he was like a hungry wolf that knew when to back down.
"Yes sir I will, moving on what shall we do about the man who stole the relic and the other person who escaped. We had stationed two men at the room of the person who escaped and apparently they were killed, there may be some connection's with that and what's going on"
".... If we find the relic it's well and good, and two more dead bodies does not make any difference" The boss didn't say anymore and kept puffing smoke. The attendant bowed and left the room to rely the orders and make arrangements.
Kane was seated there the entire time, he didn't say anything but he thought thier way of thought was wrong, It may not be some organization that was acting against them but a single person. And this thought was not baseless, he knew that if a group was involved in all those killing they would leave behind a witness but in this case there was none.
It was hard to imagine but not unthinkable in the world they lived. For now kane could only wait and see.