The serpent woman's spine-curling screams pushed even the Formless beast to his limits, causing him to reconsider his position in the hierarchy of dominance, as they served as a warning and clear indication of the carnage she was capable of unleashing.She issued an open threat against the formless beast that he must not take another step forward. This situation was way beyond Creed's caliber. ~GRRRARGGGGGGHHHHSoon enough, the formless beast also roared on top of his lungs. His killing intent directed at the serpent woman forcefully standing between him and Creed. Both creatures relentlessly tried to force each into submission but were also greatly wary of each other's powers.Creed was encountering a clash between two superior predominant entities. The last thing Creed wanted to do was fuck around and find out. Right now, His atoms in his body were screaming at him to run away but his body was in dreary paralysis because of her presence. However, the next second, the snake woman
Creed opened his straining eyes pulsating with throbbing agony. As the vision grew slowly, he could see nothing past the blur of lights and shadows. He tried to move his limbs, but a sharp pain shot up his arm. He groaned in pain. All he had were the brief flashbacks of memories from the night before. The Formless beast, the Serpent Woman, and most importantly, Eos' daunting trickery.He tried to move, but he immediately felt restrained. His naked body was wet. His body was completely naked and afloat in a viscous fluid. His eyeballs jittered once he saw the silver edges of curved encasing. He was trapped in a box like a barbie doll.Panic flooded inside his mind when he realized he was inside a bionic pod. He knew what had happened to him? Creed immediately struggled against the restraints, but they held firm. Soon, he heard footsteps approaching, and a door swished open."Ah!! Mr. Gryffon, you're awake!!" A voice landed in his ear. It was a woman's voice, calm and professional. "Hm
Varun stared at him for a few seconds before smiling, "If you are that desperate, alright fine. But don't back off later, or I'll shank your ass in your sleep.""Just take me to her," Creed ignored Varun's warning.Varun led Creed to another floor, and as they walked, Creed couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between the efficient, advanced, state-of-the-art equipment in this medical facility. This facility had by far the most efficient, advanced, state of the art equipment available to humans. It reminded him how difficult it was to bridge that gap between privilege and non privilege.Compared to this, the hospitals available to the general public were absolutely garbage. Creed was creeped out by how well funded, and well designed this facility was. It almost seemed as if he arrived like a planetary hyperspace launch station."So this is what true aristocratic privilege looks like?" Creed whispered, "What'd you say?""Uhm… I said… I've never seen a hospital like this before!
Creed walked out of the medical facility feeling despondent. He was undoubtedly thinking about the discussion that he just had. He continued to mutter to himself, agitatedly. "What a stupid facade…""And what the hell was I even thinking?? Of Course, she's not gonna tell me shit!! This must be what they call the classified information!! Not to mention that grumpy old man was also sitting right there gawking like a freaking viper!!""Meh… Whatever!! It doesn't matter… At least, now I know that there are more variables in the picture.""Argh fuck!!" Creed cursed under his breath, slapping his forehead with frustration. "What was I even thinking, promising that scumbag Varun a favor? I got nothing in return... what a waste of time!!"Creed went back to his home with no leads at all. Finding 'Eos' and getting him to talk about his unusual weapon was his only lead. Unfortunately, with him leaving without a trace, Creed was out of options now. Nevertheless, one thing was crystal clear. If
A few days later inside the archery facility, Target 101, Kendrik was still busting his ass on the endurance range. However, today for some reason, he was more enthusiastic than ever. Although, his expression told that he was really struggling but the subtleties of his body language during the practice hinted otherwise.Though his limbs were twitching with pain, body drenched with sweat, and veins burst with blood rush, regardless, he was still humming as if he was enjoying his training regime. This shouldn't come as a surprise since he was finally noticing some changes in his shots. Over the past few days Kendrik noticed that his accuracy has slightly increased and he has finally gotten a hang of the customized training regime. This training regime was extremely taxing but after everyday's practice and consistent effort he realized that starting from scratch—as Creed advised—was not bad advice after all. He was also diligently taking the pill that Creed prescribed, and coincident
Several miles away from the borders of the glitch public shelter, a man and a woman wearing Kevlar-suits dragged their feet on the dreary valleys of Ahanya. The sky has already lost its color, bearing a pitch-black darkness blending against the dying aurora hovering between the two beautiful scarlet moons beyond the horizon.Amidst the limited visibility, there was an abundance of the inhuman and beastly wails resonating from the darkest corners of the valley. A cries of death and torture, coming from several miles from the current location.The man had his face partially covered with a black cloth. With his face-covered, he held a primal bow in his hands with an arrow nocked on the bowstring. His boots flattened the grass below with each step while his fingers on the tail of the arrow jittered uncontollably. Surprisingly his breath was steady, yet, his pupils were stretched out to their limits.He walked behind at a consitent pace, while the woman was dripping with a charm of untamed
"What the fuck… was that?" The Archer whispered. "..." Instead of replying, the woman brazenly took hasty steps forward towards the origin of the sound. The archer sighed after noticing the lust dripping from her eyes. He couldn't help but follow her. After walking for 15 minutes straight, they both reached a plain with extremely tall trees stretching all the way till the eyes could see. Surprisingly, All the horrifying noises have finally vanished. This forest was so quiet that it made their guts churn. "I don't like the rhythm of this place!" "Behold… the core of the ghost valley!" "It's as obnoxious as the rumors make it out to be… " "Alright! Now take it from here… better make yourself useful…" "Yeah.. yeah.. Just shut your damn mouth!" The archer put his hand on the ground. A pulse of chakra, rushed from his arms to the ground and spread across the entire area. Soon he pulled his arm away and pointed in front. "Around 525 meters, north west… something is definitely movi
"IT'S A MOUSETRAP…"Those ear screeching words entered his ears, but they were too slow. His spine had already sensed the danger. His pulse raged like thunder while his elbow felt a draft of air. His left shoulder went numb. An unexplainable tick passed through his spine, screaming that something or someone was behind him.Before he could even turn around, his vision went through a sickening turbulence. Unfortunately, his reflexes couldn't react to any of those warning signs. His body flew through the air and brutally crashed against the tree. ~THUDThe back side of his own arrow that was impaled on the tree trunk passed digging a hole through his stomach. The archer's whole body was now skewered on the tree trunk like a painting hanging by the wall through a nail. Also, his left arm was already ripped out of his shoulder, dripping the stream of blood at the foot of the tree. The blood kept gushing out from several other wounds too that cropped up because of brutal thrashing agains