Guess who's back? Back again, gazer's back! Tell a friend!
I! AM BACK!! With the series you guys seem to be addicted to! Well... Celebrate because I'll make sure to complete the second arc as quickly as i can!
Well, if any of you somehow, for some reason, really did read my other fic and actually liked it. First, I love you.(don't tell my girlfriend/fiance.) Second, don't worry! I will not abandon it!
So, with all that yapping out of the way, lets get right into it!
(Caution: extreme gore. Please refrain from reading if you do not like your insides being used as weapons)
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The possessed boy stood tall, his hood falling back, revealing his black shoulder length hair.
A sadistic grin was plastered on his while his pupils expanded, devouring the silver irises that once glowed with fiery determination.
The child opened his mouth and uttered something that no one was able hear, they were more focused on the now still corpse of the ox mask.
He was a fearsome fighter that had claimed many lives in this same arena. Yet, he was now reduced into.... this.
Their shock and disbelief did not last long tho. As the boy who had already ended the lives of two individuals on his first day began to speak.
"Hey, I was not created to just be ignored like a side character."
He said with a hint of annoyance in his voice while shaking his hand to get the flesh off of it.
But then he smiled. That same devilish smile he gave after tearing Ox mask's throat apart.
"Fine. I'll make sure you won't ignore me ever again. CAUSE I'LL KILL YA!!!"
The maniac yelled in glee, charging forward at tremendous speed towards the nearest person who turned out be a woman wearing a black mask that covered the lower half of her face.
Due to the sudden charge she couldn't react and was grabbed by the face.
Akuma's crushing grip clenched the woman's face causing her to yell in pain. But he didn't stop there.
Continuing to run while dragging the woman, he used the headless corpse as a foothold and jumped high in the air.
Upon his descent, he used all of his weight and strength push the lady's towards the ground. With the added inertia, her head slammed down with enough force to break the concrete floor.
Her body twitched and spasmed before going limp.
Akuma let go of her face as the black mask covering her face broke, revealing her identity. But nobody was able to see what she looked like.
With a twisted grin plastered on his face, akuma raised his leg and smashed it on the woman's head, crushing it. But he didn't stop, continuing to stomp on her mangled head.
After grinding down the corpse's skull into fine paste, he finally stopped breathing heavily.
He was hunched over, grinning ear to ear staring into the reflection that revealed not a grin but tear of horror and disgust.
His teeth, that had been clenched from the moment he stopped laughing finally parted as a large exhale of steam came out of his mouth before his heart suddenly began to beat Lowder and faster.
[Skill: Heat mode
Rank: Rare
Type: Active
Grade: beginner
Level:1(6/100)
Info: A state created from the pent up emotions of self hate being released temporarily making the user insane while giving a boost to all physical attributes.
Effect:
+20% strength
+20% speed
+20% durability
+20% pain nullification
Side effect:
[Insanity]: reduces the thinking capabilities, reverting them into a beast with no ability to think.
[Battle hungry]: turns the target into a conscience-less monster starved for battles]
[Gamer's mind has been activated]
[[Insanity] status has been neutralized]
[Effects of [battle hungry]has been reduced]
Akuma didn't care about the system prompts or the information, he was simply feeling too high to care.
CRACK!!
But that high was cut short as a wooden club slammed on the back of his head, splintering into dozens of pieces.
The man who swung it wasn't really muscular or tall. He whore a skull mask that covered his entire face.
Akuma staggered as blood trickled down the back of his neck, his grin gone. But something was wrong.
He turned his head to the skull mask who flinched and a step back from the sight. Akuma was no longer smiling, instead a cold rage had taken root in him.
He crossed the distance between them in an instant. Grabbing of the shoulders of skull mask, his grin returned.
"You shouldn't have done that! "
With that said, his fingers slipped lower and into gap between the collarbones and before anyone could understand, he ripped them out with a loud snap.
The skull mask couldn't even scream properly before getting stabbed all over his body by his own collarbones.
[Skill: primal instincts
Rank: Epic
Type: passive/active
Grade: beginner
Level:1(2/100)
Info: awakens the instincts of the prehistoric humans laying dormant within you, allowing you to turn anything you touch into a weapon.
Additionally applies a buff depending on the weapon at hand.
Effect:
+25% perception
+25% Adaptability ]
[Collarbone daggers:
+30% piercing
+20% speed ]
The skull mask fell to his knees with blood slowly pooling under him, his face raised to the ceiling while his brain tried to and kept failing to comprehend the pain.
Akuma didn't care tho. He raised his hands still holding the bloody bones before bring them down on his face, stabbing both of his eyes.
He couldn't stop yet tho, he raised his fist again and brought them down on the dying man's face, the bones shot deep inside his skull while his spine bent unnaturally.
"Huuh...!"
Akuma let out a breath and stretched his body, sounds of cracking and popping filled the air. He looked at the frozen mob and grinned like a devil.
"Who's next?"
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Huuh!! And done. Abyss gazer, signing out!