It was a dreadful sight to see. The metallic smell rose up in the air, guts spilling out on the road, a demon corpse laying out in the open, cut into pieces, and a guttural scream coming from Phyxius.
"Heal, heal, heal, heal, heal!!!.." He tried to save his father, but it was too late; the blood that his father lost was enormous. There was no amount of "Heal" that could have saved his father's life, which is now as cold as his mother's corpse. Despair was slowly creeping into his heart, but he wanted to at least give his mother and father a proper funeral. He needs to do it within forty-eight hours, as a corpse infected by a demon bite will spawn an imp if it's not burned using a special method that involves Ultraviolet (UV) rays. He would need to find the rest of his mother's body and his sister.
He was able to locate his mother's lower half. He collected it and used heal to connect it back to the upper part of his mother's body, which he was able to do. How he wished to see mother being resurrected with that skill, but he already knew that it was impossible. He lifted his father's lifeless body and put it beside his mom's.
He turned his back on them and started to look for his sister. Phyxius is still in agony, and his tears haven't stopped falling from the time that he ended those fiends that caused this to his family. He scanned the area carefully, checking everywhere, leaving no page unturned. He finally saw the cart that his family used coming to this place. It was somewhat hidden behind a crevice, that's why it was not that noticeable unless you would get into a considerable distance from it.
He ran as fast as he could even though he was close to experiencing mana deprivation since he had already exhausted his mana reserves from his fight a while ago. It was about fifty to sixty meters away from the actual scene where his mother's and father's bodies were. Perhaps it was thrown away by one of the demons, but Phyxius couldn't care less about it right now because all he could ever think about was his little sister. Is she still alive? What is the condition of her body? Do I have enough mana to heal her in case she needs it? So on and so forth.
He was able to arrive at the crevice so quickly that it didn't even take him two seconds. He rushed to take off the covering out of the cart, eager to find his sister. Alas, he couldn't find anything inside the cart. He was frantic with the idea he would never be able to see his sister again when suddenly, "Brother... help.... me." He heard a mutter calling him out. "Brother.... please..... help.... me." Phyxius turned towards the low voice and found a small hand sticking out of the chest that they brought with them. It was about a meter wide and half a meter tall. He dashes towards the chest and opens it at once. Only to be petrified by what he saw inside.
What's inside the chest was gut-wrenching. It's hard to explain what he is seeing right now but to roughly describe it. It was a pile of small meat, mostly in liquefied form, like a blob of human flesh stacked together, which was once his little sister. Although it was almost unrecognizable due to the state she was in right now, he could still tell that it was really his little sister. How, you say? It's because of the fact that her little sister's face, even though it was close to being liquefied also, was still discernible. He could not explain how his little sister was able to speak, but he grabbed his sister's hand, the one that was sticking out of the box, and then he spoke words, soft and gentle, bringing his face close to her little sister "Little s-sister, your b-brother is h-here." Phyxius tries his best to stop crying in front of his little sister, but because of the heartbreaking situation his little sister is in, he just can't do so.
"Brother... I'm tired... Please.... let me rest." His sister uttered words so soft, almost like a whisper. "Brother... I promise... to play with you tomorrow... Just.. let me rest today... Okay..." Having a hard time speaking those words to her brother, his little sister awaits his brother's response. "O-Of course! We will play as much as y-you want, so j-just s-sleep well for n-now, alright?" Snot and tears are now both dripping from his face. "Thank... You.... Brother... Love... You....." Forcefully getting the words out of her mouth, she now closed her eyes, a smile seemingly formed on her cute lips, and after a few seconds, Phyxius could no longer sense life from his little sister.
Phyxius took the chest where his little sister was and placed it beside his parent's remains. He then cast a high-ranking spell that supposedly only a high priest or priestess could cast, but for some reason,n, he was able to cast it, too. "Sanctify!" His purpose for casting it was to declare their bodies as holy, so no evil spirits would possess them. After doing it, he sat down looking at the corpses of his family. He had to stop crying while casting the spell to not mess it up; however, slowly but surely, the tears just fell back again. Now, nothing's stopping it from dropping down. He cried his eyes out, screamed his lungs out, and slammed his fist to the ground a lot of times creating a small crater in the ground. The rain started to fall and thunder is now roaring above the sky. "HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN TO US!!!.. WHY?!!! OH, WHY !!.. JUST WHY DID THIS HAPPENED?!!!.." Phyxius yelled, confused about how things turned this way. "I WILL KILL YOU ALL!!.. DOWN FROM SMALL THE IMPS TO YOUR GENERALS AND EVEN YOUR DEMON LORD!!.. I WILL ANNIHILATE YOU AND MAKE YOU EXTINCT!!!.... I PROMISE YOU THIS IN FRONT OF MY FAMILY THAT YOU MERCILESSLY MUTILATED AND DISGRACED!!!.." Phyxius vowed revenge under the pouring rain and raging thunder.