"I envy others."
"Why?"
"..."
"I don't know.."
"I just don't give a hell about others and how they feel, how they feel about me."
"Everything I need is myself."
"By myself I get achieve anything! Anything is possible with my own hands."
"I don't need others!
"So I don't need your help, you bastard!"
"..."
Kris began to walk down the hallway with a sense of urgency. His steps speed up every second and eventually he began to run.
Eventually he stopped. He started to hear a beautiful melody. It attracted his body and lured him in.
[Warning: Melodious Slumber has been activated!]
Kris - not in his right mind - began to follow this melody, unconditionally.
The song lead him to a room. He opened the door and peered into the room.
His vision suddenly turned dull, but golden.
Inside was a single person. A Demon.
She was seated on a sit while playing a piano. It was made of rich black wood and was forged with white colored music notes.
"Ah, you're here," she said, softly and caring.
Kris stayed silent; unable to open his mouth at this very moment, "..."
"Oh," said the female Demon.
"I see that you're a shy one."
She suddenly appeared infront of Kris. It was like she had teleported or just moved faster than what he could see and comprehend.
She gently held his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, darling. I'm here."
She rested his head on her shoulder compassionately.
Kris couldn't move. He was paralyzed. He couldn't control his body.
To him, it was like he was fallen in love. But he couldn't let himself.
Because himself is all that he needed.
Kris suddenly raised his head. He then glanced at the Demon before him.
"(Why?)" Kris inquired. "(Why are you Demon's so strong.."
[Omniscient Soul Appraisal has been activated]
[Status]
[Name: Jenni BurnDrake.
Age: 36.
Grade: Demon.
Rank: Beautiful, Eldest, Weak Necromancer Princess of Dark Hell.
Difficulty: Red.
Health Points: 400,000.
Mana Points: 200,000.]
[Attributes]
[Strength: 1,000.
Intelligence: 20,000.
Dexterity: 2,500.
Agility: 2,000.
Vitality: 40,000.]
"(.. despite being so weak?)"
Kris continued speaking, internally. "(Our are humans just born naturally weak? I feel.. I feel so damn envious..)"
"Hey," said Kris. His head was raised and he was ready to speak. Was he loose from the spell he was casted upon?
".. What the hell are you doing?" Kris face was immensely serious, obvious by his grit jaw and the veins popping out of his face. His eyes were almost certainly bloodshot ready.
He had some how escaped the spell and free to control himself.
"(Why can't I be strong!? Must I always be weak!!??)"
Kris was selfish. But not only that, he was envious of others too. Caring for no one else but himself.
He seek power but not his own. He seek to be someone else. Something entirely else.
Kris believed, tricked himself into believing he was doing it to kill that bastard, yet he was only doing it for his own gain.
"(Must I suffer because of my own genes?!)"
"(No, I will fight back bullshit!!)"
"(How can the embodiment of evil possible defeat good!? They're Demons to be crying out loud!)"
The female Demon slap Kris across the face before she screamed, "Ahh! You're so ugly!!"
"Huh?" The Demon inquired.
Kris face stood firm and unwavering. It was cause of the Strength difference.
The female Demon quickly retreated by staggering backwards.
"A-actually, you're not that bad looking at you from a far!" She said, while obviously stuttering.
Kris face was darken. A aura that suffocated the room developed him.
"Yeah.." mumbled Kris softly. "That's what a total bitch would say when they put everything into vitality so she can look pretty for other guys."
"What!!?" The female Demon exclaimed in anger. Her voice wasn't soft anymore and she wasn't trying to suicide Kris anymore.
She exclaimed, enraged. "You prick! Die!"
"Die?" Kris inquired. He began to approach the female Demon. "What are you going kill me with, your voi-?"
Kris was abruptly interrupted. Like before, he felt someone hold him from behind.
"No," she simply said. "But my boyfriends would."
[Warning: Dead Space has been activated!]
One the floor, black circles that emitted a strange grey mist began to appear. They were eight of them in total.
Pale hands first began to crawl out from the circles and then a hold body.
Behind Kris was a muscular, young but pale looking Demon that was holding him in place.
Their was nine bodies that had been summoned. All of them being muscular and young Demon males that had pale skin. All of them looking different and having individual characteristics.
"Ha," Kris laugh while looking down at the floor.
He raised his head and said serious and uncannily, "I knew this was fucked up. But not to this extent."
"Are all these the dead bodies of boys that rejected you? It looks like you're in the muscular type."
"Too bad, but now I know.."
Kris pulled his hands forth.
[You have extracted x2 Daggers]
He wore the saya that gave him his boosted stats.
Pulling his hands forward, the arms of his opponent began to stretch and then burst. His bones that supported his meaty arms were pulled out as a result and the dead began to bleed blood. Not that it mattered much to it.
".. that I'm not your type!"
Kris flipped to the side and perfectly chopped of his opponent's head. It flew into the air and graceful, Kris caught it into his arms.
"Here's your trophy," said Kris. He tossed the head to the female Demon.
Blood splattered everywhere. Even on the ladies face.
The head bounced on the Demon's chest and fell on the floor, bleeding from the neck continuously.
"Ah.. Ahh... AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Seeing the bleeding head, she began to scream in terror.
"Huh? I thought you were cold hearted as your brothers," said Kris sarcastically. "Guess either mommy or daddy killed them and brought to you to play."
The Demon continued to scream. Her eyes turning red with tears and her body falling weak.
Looking back at the body behind, Kris could only say, "(Damn! I wish I had a body like that.)"
Turning his attention back at the eight remaining Demons, he charged at the nearest one.
"Oh, I just remembered.."
[Mana Manipulation has been activated]
Mana began to flow from Kris's hand. The phantom object then took form as a katana.
With his weapon, he sliced his enemy in half, horizontally.
".. this thing."
He placed the katana on his shoulder's and said, plainly, "Seven remaining."
Kris who always had a plain face except when he laughed. The only thing in life he always wanted one thing. Something that he didn't possess. Something someone else possess.
Despite not believing he was a killer, he loved taking away people's lives.
It was true that he hated Monsters, but he love taking away something from them. Their items, their drops. Their lives, their souls.
So he was no Monster Hunter.
He was a Soul Taker...
In just three minutes, Kris had killed all the dead Demons, again.
Being phantom, his weapon may drew blood, but it didn't attract it.
Like Kris.
"Ahhh!"
Jenni, being absolutely traumatized by the scenario, was leaved in a very vulnerable state.
With a plain face, Kris placed his phantom katana in his saya.
"Ah, I love this move," Kris said, presuming his stance. "I gotta say though. I didn't know it meant every few minutes when it told me the Mana Cost. I thought it was fixed."
[Divine Aura has been activated]
[Divine Weapon Aura has been activated]
Inside and outside the saya, Kris's phantom blade turned into a golden color with a blue outline. Suddenly, it was then engulfed in a fixed bright heavenly aura that was white.
It still kept the other the colors. The white was just an outer layer.
"Time to go to your hell.. Rejection Killer.."
Kris slashed upwards, cutting the Demon in half.
She was dead.
[Level 125 (-∞/58,000)]
[You have hit the level limit!]
[This is due to the story of your world!]
[Inorder to continue leveling up, you must attend an Omega School!]
"What?" Kris inquired. "Level limit? What kind of fuckery is that?"
Kris let out a sigh and said, "*Sigh* Fuck! This will slow me down."
"And I don't want to use my attribute points until I really need to do how am I going to increase my stats?"
"Whatever!" Kris said plainly.
Without taking a glance at the dead Demon lady, he walked out of the room without a care.
That was because he was selfish and envious of others. Caring for no one but himself and his own welfare.
Others don't every come first or even second.
Kris was a true embodiment of a sin. One of the seven deadly sins. A sin that didn't show kindness. A sin that only cared for one's self. A sin that how to kindness to others.
"■■■■"
That was the sin Kris embodied.
[Message: Hey, I hope you haven't turned too kind! Hahaha!]
To Be Continued...
Next Chapter: Dark Hell (9).