No matter how strong, he would refuse to work alone. During his time of living, the most he was afraid of was being alone. A fear he had forgotten and became integrated with him.
Dettory (Michigan) was a country with a very high crime rate. Any crime you could think of happened. Robbery, murder, rape, child pornography, illegal drug production and selling, money laundering, and even human trafficking. The crime rate reached its peak in 2020, 122 per 100.000 inhabitants. It dropped significantly by the beginning of 2021, because of a single sorcerer. Their identity is unknown. Big organized crimes were taken down by them. The crime rate dropped to 61 per 100.000 inhabitants. Criminals—both sorcerers and non-sorcerers—were forced to operate smarter.
For years criminals in Dettory feared this one sorcerer. The only thing they knew was that they were a cold sorcerer, whichever crime they stopped, ice followed.
Inside an abandoned apartment building was the base of an illegal drug operation. They made all sorts of drugs; meth, opioid, heroin, etc. On the top floor—the fifteenth floor—was the drug lord's office. Inside the office, protected by six highly skilled guards. And about forty more guards outside of his office scattered between the fourteenth and fifteenth floor.
"Who are you?"
"The name's Shujin."
"What do you want?"
"Anonymous tip said that you have a very strong henchman, goes by the name Terror."
"So?"
"Hand him over to me."
"Why would I do that?"
"Because of all things, you fear death most."
One henchman standing in the corner raised his hand to shoulder height and a liquid spilled from his torso, to his leg, and to the floor. He created a puddle of black goo. From the goo, erected a tentacle that reached all the way to Shujin's neck. It was liquid-solid-like, the tip is as sharp as a blade.
"Was that a threat, foreigner?"
"So, you're Terror."
Shujin turns to Terror, holds the tip of Terror's tentacle, and surges it with electricity. Terror seemed confused all of a sudden. He couldn't move his tentacle. Shujin moves away from the tentacle and approaches Terror.
"You're a High-Rank grade 1 anomaly class, right?"
"Yeah, so what?"
"I'm looking to build a team. A team where we could roam free, do whatever we want, whenever we want, however we want. You have a capture bounty on your head for about eight hundred thousand Acka. I'll pay you twice as much for you to join."
Terror fell silent. He had to think about it really hard. Two seconds later, "three times and I'll join." He raises Shujin's offer.
Three guards on the left wall, one guard on the back wall, Terror in the right corner, and one guard on the right wall. The drug lord, in his office chair in the front wall. Shujin dashes toward the left wall, behind the third guard, places his hand behind them and pushes their head toward the other two guards. He crushed all three guards into the front wall. Blood splattered on the wall, to the drug lord's face, office chair, and desk. He then dashes to the back wall, with his hand out, and opened. He stabs the fourth guard's face with his bare hands. Shujin then dashes to the right wall and grabs the fifth guard's head, Shujin brings them in front of the drug lord. Shujin was holding the fifth guard's head with his left hand, then he claps their head with his right hand. He crushes their head right in front of the drug lord.
Terror's eyebrows rose in surprise. He shrugged his shoulders. "Not bad." He thought.
Parts of the fifth guard's brain were scattered on the drug lord's lap, table, and floor. Shujin then throws away the body to the left wall.
"Transfer 2.4 million Acka to his account or I'll kill you."
The drug lord goes to the computer on his desk and transfers the sum of money. A vibration from Terror's pocket. He picks up his phone and sees a notification. A notification of money was sent to his bank account. He chuckled.
"I'm in." Terror joined
"Welcome to the team."
The two walked out of the office leaving the drug lord alone in his office covered in blood. The moment they walked out, they had the attention of most of the guards.
"What do you wanna do with them, boss?" Terror asked
"I'll let you decide." Shujin replied
"Heh." Terror chuckled.
"Imaginary Dimension: Acidic Malice"
From Terror's feet, spilled a lot more of the black goo. It then spreads across the floor, and the walls and the ceiling disappeared completely. They were in a different space—Terror, Shujin, and the guards.
A void, just like Jon's Black Abyss, but the ground was Terror's black goo, it was about at ankle's height. The black goo burned the guards' ankle below. The black goo was acidic, relatively strong acid, enough to disintegrate wood easily.
The guards were screaming and jumping around. Then tentacles rose from the ground and latched themselves to the guards. The tentacles forced the guards to submerge in the black goo. From skin to their flesh to their bones. In the span of sixty seconds.
Terror, real name unknown. Sorcerer classified as Anomaly class—Anomaly class are sorcerers that are restricted to only one constitution, in Terror's case, black acidic goo that was semi-liquid. They combine with their constitution as a literal extension of their body.—estimate rank, High-rank grade 1.
"Didn't think you can do a spell like this. That's impressive." Shujin complimented
"You got one like this yourself?" Terror asks
"Yeah, I do."
"Nice."
The dimension then closed in and they returned to the halls of the building they were in. So did the bodies of the guards. Shujin walks close to Terror and blows a hole in the ground. They fell through the fifteenth and dropped to the fourteenth floor.
"Mind if I ask you to do something, Shujin?" Terror grinned
"What do you want?" Shujin replies
"Kill everyone here. No spells."
"Hehe, challenge accepted. But, forewarning: I'm immortal."
From the sound of the explosion Shujin made earlier attracted guards. Guards armed with SIG P320. Four ran up to the end of the hall far from Shujin and Terror. They lined up and started shooting. Shujin absorbs the force of the bullets with no struggle. The bullets that hit just bounces off of him. Shujin cracked his neck. He started running through the hall and to the four. The halls were dimly lit, the best source of light would be the windows at the end of every hall.
Shujin pushed one guard through the window. The guard fell fourteen stories, there was no hope for him. The guard next to him raised his gun, he shoots three times at the side of Shujin's head. Didn't even made him flinch. The guard pulled the trigger again but he was empty. He drops his magazine and reaches for a new one. Shujin catches the dropped magazine and grabbed the neck of the guard. Choking him, he opened his mouth struggling to breathe. Shujin shoves the empty magazine to the guard's mouth. Shujin falls back a few inches, raises his right elbow up, folding his hand, and landing his elbow to the guard's chin. His teeth shatters and the magazine was crushed.
The two other guards reloaded and started aiming. One guard was slightly in front of the other guard. Shujin releases the guard he's choking and covered the guard's gun with his palm. The guard shoots but it just blows his gun. He groaned. Shujin grabs his wrist, twists his arm, and breaks it. The other guard pulled the trigger aiming at Shujin, he blocks the bullet with the guard's twisted arm. The guard that was shot wailed in agony. Shujin took a step forward, landed a left jab to the other guard's neck. Shujin then lets go of the guard's wrist and grabbed the guard's head with both hands from behind. He rest the guard's head over his shoulder and snaps it backward.
More guards starting blasting at Shujin. He runs to the guard and starts swinging. Right hook to knock out the first guard down, then he reverses his move and lands a right elbow to the second guard's face. Then all the guards ran out of bullets and pulled out M9 Bayonet knifes.
"Digging your own graves, are ya?"
One guard launched an attack by stabbing Shujin. He grabs her wrist, pressed it really hard that she releases the knife. Shujin then grabs the knife. The other guards ran up to him and started slicing and stabbing aimlessly. Not a cut, he didn't even feel it. A total of seven guards standing, two were knocked out prior. Shujin then went crazy with the knife on hand.
After he grabbed the guard's knife, he slashed her neck and stabbed her left eye. He gouges out her eye and switched focus to the guy on his right. He catches the guard's knife, stole it, and slashed his neck and stomach. The cut was deep that his guts spilled. Shujin turns around and stabs another guard with one blade in the middle of her chest. Then he throws the knife to the furthest guard in the back. The blade landed directly in his throat. Still holding the stabbed blade with his left hand, he puts his weight into the blade and drags the blade down and sliced her nearly in half.
Then no more guards seemed to be going after him, he was done. Terror then peeks from the corner and grinned. "Wow, you really are immortal."
"We should leave now. We have things to do."
"You got it, boss."