The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the temperature was warm.
The day was sunny and pleasant.
A big, expansive, and beautifully crafted house stood tall in the middle of a residential area.
It was located in a very exclusive neighborhood and was surrounded by huge mansions.
Its garden was full of exotic plants and flowers, and it was filled with different colors.
A big fountain was standing in the middle of the garden, and an old man was sitting on a chair, drinking coffee.
"Ahhh," The man sighed in contentment, and his gaze lingered on the scenery around him.
"It's such a nice day, and the weather is perfect," He murmured, as a small smile was visible on his face.
"It's good to have a beautiful and sunny day isn't it?" He, Vincent, the man who was sipping down the coffee, was talking to no one in particular.
"The sunlight makes you feel energetic, and it energizes you."
Vincent's eyes scanned the sky and the clouds, and his voice was filled with happiness and joy.
He was just talking to himself, until, one specific word left his mouth, which caused something to happen.
"Isn't it, George?"
The moment the name left his mouth, a soft wave of air brushed against his face which caused his eyes to close.
And, when he opened his eyes, his gaze landed on the face of a young man.
"George," Vincent repeated the name, and a big smile appeared on his face.
"You came."
"Hey, Uncle Vin."
The young man, George, greeted Vincent with a smile, and a look of delight was evident in his eyes.
"How are you doing?"
"I'm good," Vincent replied, as a grin spread across his face, "Come and sit," he pointed at the empty chair placed across the round table and gestured for George to take a seat.
"Thank you, Uncle Vin," George thanked him, and he sat down on the chair.
"It's been a while," Vincent commented, his voice was filled with emotion, and his gaze was locked onto the boy who was sitting beside him.
"Yeah, it's been almost 5 years," George replied, as his gaze swept across the garden, admiring the beauty.
"Five years," Vincent muttered, his voice was soft, and his tone was a bit low.
"Time sure flies by fast."
Vincent let out a sigh and shook his head as if he was trying to clear his thoughts.
"So, how are things going? Are you doing well?" He asked, his voice was curious and eager.
"Yes, I'm fine," George answered, and a slight smile was visible on his lips.
"Things are going great. However..." His words trailed off, and a troubled expression appeared on his face.
"Something really bad has happened,"
"Oh?" Vincent raised his eyebrow, and his interest was piqued, "What is it?"
"Hmm, I'm not sure how to say this," George paused, and his eyes were looking at the ground.
"But, Uncle Vin, the world is changing," He continued, and his voice was low, and his expression was grave.
"People are not what they used to be. Something is happening to them. Their behavior, their thinking, everything is changing."
"Oh, yeah?" Old man Vincent asked, his interest was still there, and his gaze was focused on George, waiting for him to continue.
"But, does it relate to the problem you mentioned earlier?"
"I don't know, maybe," George answered, "Maybe it has something to do with it, or, maybe I am just saying this because of my personal feelings," He added, and a sigh escaped his lips.
"But, something is wrong. And, whatever is happening, is not normal."
"Hmm," Vincent, who was listening attentively, hummed, "Well, whatever it is, it seems to be quite serious," he said, his tone was calm, and he was trying to sound casual, however, his expression was showing something else.
"I know why you have come," he continued, "So, you don't have to talk in riddles."
George, who was listening, nodded, "Uncle Vin, please don't be shocked to hear what I am going to say," He said, his tone was firm and resolute.
"It is about the Divine Slayer."
"Divine Slayer? That guy who received the Blessing from the Goddess of Life and is rumored to be Immortal?" Vincent asked, his brow furrowed, and he seemed to be confused.
"Yeah, him," George confirmed, his gaze moved to the table, and his eyes were filled with seriousness and determination.
"That guy..." He paused, and his lips parted.
"He has been killed."
Vincent, who was sitting across the table, remained silent, he didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any questions.
"Uncle Vin," George, who was expecting a reaction, spoke, breaking the silence, "That guy was truly immortal, his body was so strong that even the highest tier weapons couldn't even scratch his skin. His strength was unmatched and his power was unstoppable."
"But, now, he is dead. And, I have no idea how it happened," George continued, his voice was low, and he seemed to be in deep thought.
"When we found him, his head was cut off and both of his arms were pulled out of his body. He was lying on the ground, in a pool of his own blood."
"There was a hole in his chest, and his heart was gone.
We checked his corpse, but, we didn't find the heart, and it was nowhere near the body.
All we could find was a piece of flesh that looked like a heart.
It was burnt and completely destroyed.
It was the only thing we found.
Nothing else."
After hearing George's story, Vincent was silent.
He was thinking, trying to make sense of what he just heard.
And then, suddenly, "WHAT?!" his expression changed, and his eyes were wide in shock and disbelief.
"Impossible!"
"When did it happen? When was he killed?" Vincent asked, his heart was beating fast, and his eyes were filled with worry.
"Three days ago, we kept this news from breaking out and spreading."
George's reply made Vincent even more anxious, and a sense of urgency and panic washed over him.
"I don't believe it, how can he be dead? How can that be possible?"
"It's true, Uncle Vin," George shook his head, "The truth is, nobody knows what happened. But, one thing is sure. A monster. It was all done by a single, unknown, and powerful monster."
"It's not a human," George added, his tone was certain, and he was firm in his statement.
"It was a monster. A monster that is stronger than the country's one of the strongest Heroes, Divine Slayer."
"And we must stop it before it gets worse. We must eliminate this threat. Before, it is too late."
"That is why I have come," George continued, "Uncle Vin, if this monster isn't stopped, then, we will have a disaster on our hands."
"So, please help us."