“Well, would you look at that,” Elder Sand’s hiss with feigned displeasure. “The cub becomes a man,” he giggled loudly in a voice that infuriated Aiden so much that if he had the strength he would have gone after the elder instead. However, fate dictated that his adversaries be the two women who stood before the elder like a wall of ice.The three kept sizing each other up. Aiden kept giving out low growls as his eyes alternated between Eva and Marie who were slowly widening the distance between the two sides. It seemed that they were creating enough space between themselves so that Aiden wouldn’t be capable of attacking both at once. But their decision was exactly what Aiden was looking forward to, for the two of them together was a pain he wasn’t willing to deal with. And once they had opened a suitable gap between themselves, Aiden sprang into action. *Whish*Aiden displayed speed greater than what he had previously shown. The winds spurred him on as he moved, and soon he was befo
Elder Sand, Marie and Eva travelled leisurely down the street. They didn’t seem to be in any particular hurry. They looked relaxed, like they were on their way to a special dinner, and they sounded relaxed. Well, one of them sounded relaxed, for Elder Sand whistled the entire way. His tone was jovial and upbeat. As for the young man they had left wounded, that didn’t seem to affect his mood in any way.”This is it,” Elder Sand stopped right in front of a large building as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out an old looking compass and tilted it slightly. The needle of the compass moved along with the Elder’s movement. However, the direction it pointed to was the same one it was pointing to from the beginning. It was indeed leading them to the building in front. “Oh? That’s odd.” Elder Sand's vision was glued to the fence right next to him with his eyes slightly squinted. Although his face remained concealed, one could feel the surprise in his tone. His eyes glanced briefly at th
“Go to sleep.” Elder Sand snapped his fingers right when the young man’s stick was swung in his direction, and the world seemed to have stopped for a brief moment. The eyes of the guard lost their concentration and fluttered shut. Having fallen to power beyond his understanding, he fell limply to the ground. However, the continuous rising of his chest suggested that he was still alive. And when he began to snore, it was confirmed that the Elder’s command had been carried out.“Eva, put the lad back on his chair. Marie, take the keys and open the door.” Elder Sand was quick to dish out orders. Although it would be no problem to break down the large door, that would leave too many unanswered questions. If they had intended to be loud and showy, he would have just killed the guard.“Yes Elder,” both ladies were just as swift in carrying out Elder Sand’s orders and soon the guard was back in his seat and the door was opened. The three went into the hostel with the same calm
For humans, anytime past midnight was deep into the night. It wasn’t the same for the creatures whose movements mostly occurred at night. For these creatures, the night was still very young. Elder Sand and his followers left the university much faster than they entered it. And they chose to leave by a different route. The entrance to the university was brightly lit by several streetlights, making the wounded image of the fallen Beastman very obvious to anyone. Aiden lay there peacefully. His face, as well as his exposed arms and legs, were very pale due to the loss of a great amount of his blood. There wasn’t much movement from the young Lion King. His transformation was undone the moment he lost consciousness and the blood around him had mostly dried up. Suddenly, the eyes of the young Lion King fluttered open to reveal that he was still very much alive, and he took a deep, long breath.*Cough**Cough*Aiden awakened with a huff. There was still some blood in his mouth so when h
Elder Sand stood outside a large hall with towering doors that made him look like a miniature decoration. Before doors as grand as the ones he stood behind, Elder Sand did seem like a statuette. A lone statuette he was however, for Eva and Marie weren’t here with him. They weren’t allowed this close to the Lord’s Hall when it came to official business.That’s right. Elder Sand was waiting to speak to the Lord of the Undead! He arrived only a few minutes ago and was informed that Lord was currently speaking to another of the Elders concerning an issue of significant importance. Having nothing urgent to attend to, Elder Sand decided to wait.*Creak*Suddenly the large doors were pushed open and a large man several times bigger than Elder Sand walked out. This man was about two and a half meters tall with the appearance of a Greek God. His face was hidden by a mask, just like Elder Sand, but eyes were lazy and uninteresting. They were red, just like any other Undead so they weren’t th
“Hah,” Kylie’s lovely eyelashes shook slightly as she opened her eyes. She looked slightly dazed, possessing the look of any person who was only just waking up. And for a while she had to accustom herself to her surroundings to regain her bearings. Luckily, just like every other day, that process didn’t last long. And soon she lifted her upper body off her bed and relished the sweet rest she had enjoyed.“Mm,” Kylie stretched out her limbs to remove every other inkling to sleep within her body. Her beautiful eyes caught the hands of her room’s clock, and she was momentarily stunned by what she saw.“It is already past 10?!” Kylie jumped off her bed with agility of a cat and escaped her sheets. In one smooth motion she had leapt from her bed to the other end of the room. All the while her eyes were glued to the large hands of her clock so she didn’t notice this startling achievement. Even with her history as a physical prodigy, she wasn’t capable of such a feat. Her room wasn’t the l
That’s right. Next to the giddy looking Davies was a calm, handsome young man whose appearance attracted the gazes of the women roaming the entrance to the university. Jack smiled slightly when Kylie called his name and gave a small wave. While Kylie was surprised by his reaction since he was acting like someone who had heard her – a mission she deemed impossible because of how far away they were from each other – she was much more overwhelmed by the fact that he was here. Davies and Jack were standing next to an expensive car. The presence of this car alone was enough to draw much attention to them – and that it did. For many kept turning back to admire the vehicle and the more informed ones stayed to take pictures of it. Kylie swiftly walked over to the duo. Unlike Jack, Davies didn’t notice her right away. And Jack didn’t bother telling him that Kylie had arrived. It was only when Kylie was almost next to them that his eyes caught sight of her.“Kylie!” Davies called out and e
“Wake up sleepy head. We are here.”Davies nudged Kylie lightly, and the young woman rubbed her eyes with the look of a child. She looked a bit confused, as was normal for anyone who had just woken up. However once her eyes traveled past the windshield and latched on to the huge signboard right in front of her, they sparkled in great excitement. For the sign read, Welcome to Levity Museum. “We truly are here!” Kylie exclaimed giddily and jumped out of the car with the enthusiasm that wasn’t expected of someone who had only just woken up.“Geez, relax,” Davies sighed with the gaze of an exhausted parent and slipped out of his seat just as quickly. Jack was the last to leave the vehicle. But unlike the other two, he was much more composed. For he had visited this museum many times in the past. The trio walked over to the main gate with greatly hurried footsteps. There were several people loitering next to the main entrance. Many were looking at the large building behind the gate w
Kylie had another dream. Well, at this point, she spent more time dreaming than she did staying awake; however, this dream was familiar. It was an image she had seen before and one that she did not miss. She did not think she would see this again, but here she was once again, her spirit stranded on this worn-down planet. The red sun in the sky bore down on her and transmitted great heat, for although this was a dream, Kylie could feel the burning fire of the sun. The Legacy candidate of the Lion King tribe tore her eyes away from the sun and cast her eyes to the only figure present on this planet. Unlike her meet dream of this place, there were no enemies today. And unlike the first time, the protagonist of this dream was staring at her.A figure that seemed familiar yet eerily unfamiliar. It was as though she was holding a dystopian mirror before herself, for the person Kylie was looking at was an alternate image of herself. Same face, same figure, same complexion, and the same heigh
“What...is...that?” Razor asked with widened eyes. His arms which held Philip trembled strongly as his transformed skin failed to cope with the scorching heat now present in the hall. Yet even though his fur sizzled and burned, Razor could feel nothing. All that went through his mind was the shock of seeing Kylie in this new form.“Did you know about this?” Jack turned to Davis and asked. “No. Of course not. This is my first time seeing something like this” Davies replied.Both men were stunned by what they were seeing. Jack was using his spear to absorb the heat that threatened to reduce him to ash, for his spear’s origin was related to a creature that loved flames. As for Davies, he was using Jack as a shield by standing as close to him as possible. His response to Jack was not marred with lies, for he indeed had no idea what was going on. He had never seen Kylie in this form before, neither had he seen her radiating so much fury. No...wait. He had seen her show this much anger be
“Those eyes that were formerly lost, are now filled with conviction. They have figured it out.” Bloodlust muttered to herself silently, the pretentious crazed look she had mustered fading into nothingness. Her eyes still held her rage and her quivering from the loss of her brother did not cease, but her hidden wisdom had been pushed to the surface. This change was easy to discern. After all, it was easy to tell when an opponent had suddenly turned cautious.“Don’t worry about her ability to regenerate!” Kylie screamed, not telling the others that Davies held the key to defeating this monster; such a decision would cost them their element of surprise.Unfortunately for Kylie, Bloodlust was keen and sharp. She was unlike her brother. The moment she saw Kylie and Davies exchanging looks and noticed that his demeanour had grown emboldened, she was confident that the two were plotting something. She didn’t know how they had communicated without saying a word, but she would be arrogant to d
Kylie frowned as she watched Bloodlust rapidly approaching. Razor was engaged with the Blood Daemon, keeping her at bay with his powerful blows and tearing her apart with the blades that adorned his arm. Unfortunately, his victim could be so careless with her actions and her attacks. Her swift attacks and careless nature made it difficult for Razor to be as brazen as he usually was, affecting his fighting style. Thankfully, Razor was not alone. Jack was there as well.As someone who had trained more as a marital artist than as a beastman, Jack was more suited to a battle like this. In a battle that required more caution than brazen obliteration of the enemy, Jack was a better fit. Phillip had also crawled out of the wall he had been struck into. While he was not as strong as Razor or as skilled as Jack, he too was used to a more reserved fighting style due to the fact that he had been fighting against opponents stronger than he was for the past few weeks of training prior to the missi
Dark Shadows’ eyes fluttered close as she embraced death. She didn’t think she would die like this but alas, when did she become the decider of her fate? Her greatest delusion had been to underestimate the beastmen because they were young. If she had taken them seriously from the start and actually drawn up a strategy to handle them, even if she had lost, she would have taken half of the team with her. It was unfortunate for the one who ruled these parts to come to this realization while standing on death’s door; however, her death was not filled with only regret.Yes, she had failed to lead properly and caused Slender and Muscles’ death by sending them after opponents who were much too ready for them. Yes, her foolishness and carelessness had led to the death of Breaker, meaning that even if she had survived, the Blood Daemon family would have killed her for her error. And yes, she had brought Bloodlust to tears and broken the spirit of the once reserved girl. These were all things s
For as long as she could remember, she and her brother had been together. From the moment of their birth to the time the family decided that they should go on their pilgrimage, they had been together. That was the life she had grown accustomed to. Her brother’s presence had become a part of her. He was an extension of her image, a mirror that reflected the part of herself that was always suppressed. Her strict nature and bridled character could be maintained because he was free for both of them. Hs carelessness and free spirit made up for her lack of either one thereof, making it easier to reach the level she had reached.Daemons were special. Each one was highly valued, and the Daemon families were powerful in their own right. Much like the Beastmen’s influential tribes, Daemons were the influential families of the Undead, and their elders came from these families. From Speed Daemons to Rage Daemons and Blood Daemons, Daemons were a force to be reckoned with; a force that not even th
“Sh*t” Dark Shadow could not help but swear when she saw Breaker’s head rolling helplessly across the floor.Her eyes flashed coldly as rage and fear overcame every fiber of her being. It was unusual for the two polar opposite emotions to share the same space, but that was exactly what was happening right now. Her eyes sought the figure of the assassin. She wanted to see the one who had been so brave as to venture into her den alone. After all, she didn’t believe that all the beastmen who had been sent this time were assassins. Yet she could not catch a glimpse of the assassin. She roared in rage as she stamped her foot onto the ground, but her rage would not last long. For in no time, a large figure broke through the door of the throne room, blowing it to smithereens, and barged inside with an insidious smile on his face. This person was a beastman covered in spikes. His shaggy mane was reflective of his clan and Dark Shadow knew immediately who was behind this.“The Lion King tribe!
Dark Shadow sat silently upon her throne. Her eyes gazed calmly upon the large chandelier hanging from the centre of the ceiling that had been unused since the time she started living here. After all, what need did an Undead have for light. Whether it was sunlight or artificial light, it did not have a place in their land.“It feels quiet without them here,” Dark Shadow muttered, sighing tiredly.“If Slender and Muscles heard you say this, they would be very pleased,” said an Undead who had just walked into the room.Next to this Undead was another of his kind but of the opposite sex. The two approached Dark Shadow’s throne and knelt before her, offering their respect to their mistress.“Bloodlust greets Mistress Dark Shadow.”“Breaker greets Mistress Dark Shadow.”Looking down upon her two subordinates, Dark Shadow chuckled lightly and gestured for them to stand. These two, Bloodlust and Breaker, were the other two 4 Star Undead under her command. Bloodlust and Breaker were both Bloo
Psycho opened his eyes to the unfamiliar sight of daylight. He squinted naturally, as was expected for a creature more accustomed to the shadows and began to squirm uncomfortably. He wanted to get out of the light and into the darkness. His eyes rapidly sought for shade or shelter, anything that could grant him respite from the scorching heat of the sun that threatened to suck him dry.“Why am I here? And where is the captain?” Psycho wondered as his patched and cracked lips refused to part to even allow him to speak.He didn’t know why he couldn’t move as freely as he wanted, for his eyes were struggling to adapt to the piercing brightness of the sun. He could not see properly. His body just felt unusually heavy. Almost as though there was something keeping him bound. The last time he felt this way was right before he awakened as an Undead. For before he opened his eyes to this world that he knew, his body would not listen to him. Since then, he had clawed his way through the bittern