Heya! Didn't expect a chapter now, did ya? Well, neither did I to be honest. Life's been tiring as hell with studies and work.
So, please don't expect for me to upload much until I'm in a stable atmosphere.
So, without wasting anymore time, lets get right into it!
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Carnage.
That's what was unfolding in the arena below. A single boy- no. A beast was rampaging through the crowd of fighters, claiming more and more lives with every confrontation.
It was no longer a battle royale, it was a survival game against a monster who wore the skin of a child. And the crowd loved it. They loved the blood bath unfolding below.
Carmella roth, the one who had the highest bid placed on was one of the first few to lose her life after Akuma ripped out the spine of a fighter with the head still attached and smashed it on top of her skull.
Her eyes popped out of their sockets, eardrums exploded and skull caved inwards ending her in an instant. But she did managed to tear open a deep and large gash on his side.
Dropping the make shift club, akuma winced and clutched the deep wound that bled profusely. Then he smiled.
"Heh! Nice one! I'm surprised you managed to caught me off gua- ougf!"
He couldn't finish before a large fist impacted his cheek, rocking his head to the side. Before he could retaliate, his right arm was grabbed, then his left and then his legs.
Multiple of them had grabbed onto him, locking him in place and Carlos, the slaughterer began to lay waste in him.
Punch, kick, elbows, knees, everything he had was used on akuma who was now drenched in blood, the mask had shattered, the sharp pieces digging into his skin making his face unrecognizable from the bruises and blood.
But the smile, that eery sinister smile remained glued to his face. Carlos began to lose it, he took a step back and lunged forward with his fist flying forward.
Akuma's smile widened beyond human limits, grounding his feet akuma pushed his body to the left, skull smashing into the guy pinning his left arm while lifting the guy holding his right.
Carlos's eyes widened in shock as his fist collided with the face of the guy in place of akuma, freeing his hand. Akuma didn't let the advantage slip, lunging towards the still airborne Carlos his jaw opened wide and clamped around his neck.
Taste of blood filled his mouth and his sclera's glow intensified. The one's holding onto him let go and crawled away in horror at the sight in front of them.
[Skill: devour
Rank: Epic
Type: Active
Grade: beginner
Level:1(2/100)
Info: A demon's myths aren't created simply because of their power but for the harm they cause. A demon can't be a proper one without blood on its face.
Activation condition: upon consuming blood, gains a boost in power.
Effect:
+30% strength
+10% speed
+20% durability
+30% pain nullification
-20% intelligence]
Akuma's feet dug into the ground, clenched Jaws keeping the larger man in the air, terrifying everyone in the arena. Before anyone could regain their senses, akuma swung his body to the side and launched the limp body towards one of the guys who once held him.
The force of the large body's collision crushed the man between Carlos and the wall of the arena, sounds of bones breaking completely collapsing his ribcage.
Hiro yelled at akuma, he could feel everything happening with his body. The pain, the fatigue.... and the taste of blood that did not belong to him. He suddenly gagged, his eyes looking in horror at the sight of his body's throat moving, swallowing something.
People staring at the limp bodies near the walls finally noticed something. Carlos's neck was ripped open, missing a large chunk of flesh. Their horror intensified at the sight of akuma swallowing the chunk of flesh and that demonic smile returned, teeth turned red.
[Skill: cannibal
Rank: Taboo
Type: passive
Grade: beginner
Level:1(13/100)
Info: A skill that shouldn't exist, it's existence itself is abominable. !?!!@??$!!..#*....redacted
Effect:???]
"Now..... WHO'S NEXT!"
The arena was filled with screams of pain and fear but they were all drowned under the cheers of the crowd.
In the arena, some had managed to escape the slaughter. Blood and corpses littered the ground while akuma held onto a man by the skin of his chest, his other hand curled into a fist continously fell down on his his busted face.
His fist stopped suddenly and his psychotic expression became neutral. He dropped the body to the ground and looked around the stands, all the people were silent, anticipation written all over there faces.
Akuma smiled, not a deranged one, a cocky one as he spread his arms. As if a switch had been flipped cheers and shouts of filled the arena.
Akuma gave a standing bow as people actually began throwing money, bills of yens, dollars, pounds fell around him.
It was the first and probably the last time in history of dead zone that that a single man came out on top of everyone.
He wasn't a predator.... he was a hunter..... a Monster.
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The bloodied boy walked inside the room no.99, all the glee and madness erased from his face that was covered in injuries and blood.
Oliver sat on a bench his hand resting on a metallic box as he signaled to the stool infront of him. The boy sat down and oliver opened the box revealing it to be a med kit.
Soon oliver started plucking out the mask fragment. After he was done, he pointed to a door that was almost hidden behind the locker barely visible.
The bloodied boy walked upto it and entered inside. It was a washroom, almost bare of anything other than a basin and a shower. A shirt, pant and towel rested on a stand.
He closed the Door behind him and slide down to the floor. His legs were shaking like twigs. In that moment his eyes were revealed.
Silver pupil less black ringed eyes reflected the dim light of the room. Soon sounds of sobbing filled the washroom while oliver lit a cigarette, trying to distract himself from the sound of the weeping boy.
'This was a really big fuck up. I knew it was a bad idea.'
Oliver exhaled and put a hand on his eyes.
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[End of chapter]