That night, Jason was alone in his house, living his usual lonely days. He is now on the balcony in front of his room. The balcony was not big and just enough for him.
Jason stared ahead at the clear, starry sky. The crescent moon hung in a captivating display, casting a gentle glow upon the world below, lending an air of enchantment to the night's darkness.
Jason took a deep breath. "What exactly happened to me?" he muttered to himself with a blank look.
A few days had passed since Jason experienced an inexplicable and unsettling incident. The strangeness of it all lay in the fact that he felt nothing, after discovering that he had taken the lives of the kids who had bullied him.
Jason was already far from the narrow alley when the body parts were found. He was also in a clean body condition.
Jason knew that some kind of unknown force had made him able to put up a fight and then kill all the bullies. And somehow, the force made him become a cold-blooded killer. No, he now thinks that he looks more like a monster than just a killer.
Jason didn't feel sad, or afraid as the memory of how he killed, mutilated then ate the bullies came back to him. Instead, he felt... happy. His heart was filled with relief and joy.
After all the suffering he went through, Jason finally got to see how all these bullies died at his own hands. He even ate them! Jason feels amazing right now.
Plus there will be no evidence against him. The unknown force within him obliterated all traces of the murder and transported him from the murder scene to another place far away. Jason felt that the unknown force wanted to protect him.
A smile that looked eerie suddenly appeared on Jason's face. A feeling of chills coursed through his body and made him shudder. Jason might feel that he has become a monster, but, he feels that it's not too bad.
Jason looked down at his pale, bony hands. It was those two hands that previously destroyed his gang of bullies. He could still feel how they had broken their collarbones in his grip and when he tore their bodies with those hands.
'Do I still have that power now?'
There were various thoughts in Jason's head about how he would start using his power according to his desire. After suffering and stressing too much, isn't it time for Jason to get some revenge?
Suddenly a thought flashed in his head. He jumped from his balcony and landed with ease on the ground after falling five meters. He walked with his hands in the pockets of his black hoodie. His facial expression was flat and cold. He just wanted to confirm something and he didn't think it meant anything.
The house is in a pretty good neighborhood in the city area. Even though his family wasn't a very wealthy family, at least they weren't too poor to have to live in the Slums and fight against the Elves.
The highway still looks deserted after the riots that occurred a few days back. Jason created a devilish grin on his face, which means fewer people will realize what he is about to do.
After walking for a few minutes around the highway Jason saw a large, muscular man walking alone. He was wearing a black sleeveless shirt that showed off all the muscles he had.
Jason walked quickly when he found his target. The young man felt chills crawling all over his body and stopping behind his eyes, Jason didn't realize that but now his eyes gave off a pale light and turned completely white. The milky eyes look dead and soulless. Besides that, the cold mist came out of those two eyes.
The big man walked without knowing what was approaching him from the front. It was a few moments later that he realized Jason's presence.
The man frowned. "What's wrong with you, man?"
Jason didn't answer. He walked closer to her until he could see his milky, dead eyes and that hideous grin on her face. It was then that the big man realized that something was very wrong. He felt threatened.
But that man wasn't someone who was used to backing down and running. He fought back the fear that gave him an alarm and charged toward Jason.
The big man raised his hand and then sent a punch to Jason's face. But before the punch could land, the man's hand had disappeared as it was torn apart.
"ARRRGHHH!!!"
Along with his severed hand that fell to the ground the man screamed so loudly. Since nobody was there, nobody could save the big man from Jason now.
"You're quite noisy," Jason said, then proceeded to rip the man's throat with his bare hand.
The man made a gurgling sound that sounded disgusting and horrible. That is if a normal human heard it. However, Jason is now almost completely separated from his status as a normal human.
He even grinned as he stared at the figure of the large man kneeling in front of him with blood pouring out of his torn throat. Jason enjoyed it.
But then the smile on his face disappeared. In the split second Jason's conscience returned to him, stepping over Svaros' influence, however, it only lasted for a few moments.
The devilish grin came back on the teenager's face. The big man saw that and immediately knew that his life would be gone any second now.
Jason didn't kill the man right away. He dragged him into a dark alley, leaving trails of blood on the ground. After he reached the alley, the man could no longer do anything; because he lost too much blood.
The man hoped that Jason would kill him quickly so that his suffering would soon end in death.
But Jason had other plans, the man's hopes were instantly dashed when Jason proceeded to rip off the man's leg and started biting it. At that moment he realized, Jason wanted to eat him alive and enjoy his suffering.
That was proven when Jason ate his leg while looking at his face as if he was enjoying a show while eating his snack.
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Two days passed monotonously. But the monotony made them all more anxious because it seemed as if this was the calm before the storm came. What makes this even worse is that they don't know what storm it is or when it will come.
Conrad and Thomas prepare for their visit to where the rock formation is. They set off when it was still very early after getting permission from General Lennard.
Conrad never rested as long as he prepared himself. Thomas always saw a small frown on his forehead when he did something. The frown got bigger sometimes, Thomas guessed it was because he was thinking about something quite heavy.
Thomas tries to ask what he thinks but Conrad always gives him ambiguous answers like: "It's probably leading to something bigger", "I'm not sure". and "There may be other parties working in the shadows".
Thomas couldn't understand what he was saying. So he decided not to ask any further because he knew that he would only get a similar answer.
They departed from the military base that morning. They were just the two of them so as not to raise suspicion. It was quite a distance but luckily they used the helicopter piloted by Conrad.
Throughout the trip, Thomas was still looking at his laptop to find more information about that place. Until now, he had received information that the place was known as a place that had certain myths. But like most myths, no one has ever really been able to prove it.
Thomas, as a scientist, also never bothered to observe the phenomena that occurred in that place before now. He thought that if it was possible, investigating places full of myths like this would be a new project.
They arrived at the rock formation after several hours in the air. Conrad landed the helicopter smoothly because there was a wide clearing around the rock formation.
"Okay, what are you going to do now?" Thomas asked. He only brought a camcorder and notes because he didn't know what exactly he should prepare for this.
"Let's take a look," Conrad said, then he walked towards the rock formation.
The corpses of the animals had begun to give off the scent of decay. Their blood and body parts splattered around the ground which was blackened by what seemed like intensely hot flames.
Conrad could feel it even if it was very faint. This is the residual use of Magic. They had used it so much that he could still feel it even after several days had passed and in a state where he could no longer use Magic.
"What is it?" Thomas asked curiously.
"This is Magic," Conrad replied.
"Are you sure?"
Conrad nodded confidently. "Yes. Someone... Or... something... they used Magic and fought here."
Thomas felt a chill run down his spine.
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