"Huh! A baby, but how… and why?" he murmured, confused. "How can a baby be here in this kind of place? It's too much for me."
The boy didn't want to be alone again, so he left those thoughts and sat on the ground, taking a deep breath.
It was clear that the baby was far from him, as he was on the same place where the man in the hood was.
"It is clear, I can't reach him… but how did he end up here?" the boy whispered, as he noticed a man sitting in the corner, looking at him with hopeless eyes.
He stood up, holding a sword on his back, wearing just the same outfit as the previous man — but in purple, having a blue trim.
"Who the heck are you?" the boy asked him as he saw the huge sword glowing in a glamorous purple aura.
The man clenched his fist at his side, and a shockwave burst out — powerful enough to push the boy, even though he was almost 30 meters away from him.
"Don't," the man said, sitting in the corner.
Seeing that enormous power, the boy started trembling.
"What the hell was that? His karma was on a next level!" he exclaimed.
As he was recovering from the impact, a white screen appeared in front of the baby.
"What? I am tired of saying what the heck, and I don't even know nothing real rather than that word," his eyes widened.
The screen was flashing some images of people with nothing but swords.
Then, the flashing stopped.
"Another one," the boy murmured as a toddler with deep blue eyes, wearing a yellow dress, was staring.
"Kal, he is your small brother," a woman's voice emerged. "Could he call him brother, Dopier?"
After that, another woman took the focus.
"Yes, he can. Robert is just like his brother, Yah Kal," she declared.
"Oh, it's a point of view of the baby, I guess… MAN," the boy whispered.
("The first and last time I was not sad in centuries. The face of the boy with his blue eyes was a hope for me. I remember how he
His voice… everything was special.
Man," Neutral smiled.
"That day," Neutral kept on, "I saw tears in his eyes. Tears of loss and suffering, blaming himself for everything. And I was just watching, as if it was nothing for me. I couldn't do anything else—just watch him suffer."
"Even after all that, he was still protecting the baby (Robert) as a big brother."
It was not soon enough when I realized that the boy, now grown, bore an identical face to me.
"Revealing the truth to me—the truth that I was avoiding—that I am just as useless personality of the boy (baby Robert)."
"But… things became boring as time passed, until that day.")
Scene goes back to Robert and Kal and Liza's first fight.
"It's your turn, Robert guy!" Liza charged toward Robert, landing a punch on his face, sending him flying away.
He crashed into a tree, breaking it apart.
She clenched her fist, saying,
"Is that all you can do? So you aren't worthy—just like this pervert." She spat out the word, not smiling.
"Don't call him a pervert, or else, MAN—you're finished!" voiced echoed.
"MAN? I am a woman, you idiot!" she declared.As A beam of light crashed on her side, barely dodged.
She turned her eyes—
It was Robert, but while his eye…
"Are you serious?" she snapped, driving her fist at Robert with full power.
"It's weak," Robert declared with a sharp, terrifying smile. Twisting his body, he aimed a kick at her.
She dodged and returned the strike.
"Useless," Robert spat as he caught her and threw her down.
She hit the ground hard.
"It feels like my ribs will break… how can he do that?" she gasped in a whispering tone.
"Oh, that didn't even hurt. I was just playing," Robert sneered with a devilish smile across his face.
"This girl is useless," he declared.
He grabbed her and slammed her down again, leaving her reeling in pain.
Suddenly,
"B-B—Blood, B-B—Blood."
A deep, disturbing voice echoed.
"Hm, I thought they had gone extinct in that incident. But never mind," he declared.
He stretched his body to warm up, then posed like a martial artist.
"One leg back, one leg forward, one fist forward, one fist back, and then…" he shouted, like a child reciting rhymes.
Without warning, a marka surged toward him.
He twisted his body and landed a punch on it, shouting,
"Divine Punch!"
The creature crashed into a rock.
The sound of bones cracking was so loud that even Kal winced.
Seeing Liza's condition—and that of the marka—Kal tried to stand, but he was too weak.
"No, no. You sit down," Robert declared.
Robert turned toward him, but the Narkas seized the opportunity. They swarmed him, some slashing and scratching at his face.
Kal took a shaky breath.
"Robert… save yourself. Leave us!"
As he spoke, his eyes wavered, as though he could collapse at any moment.
What he saw next was Robert tearing through the Narkas as an anteater devours ants.
Kal's hands wouldn't stop trembling.
"No… no, Robert. I-I-I… I can't be that brutal."
Before he could finish his words, a wounded Marka rushed toward him with a murderous glare. One of its eyes dangled from its socket, and one arm was so mangled that broken bones jutted out grotesquely.
As it leapt into the air, it shrieked—
"You are…dogsh#t !" echoed.
In a flash of light, the Narka became nothing more than a piece of meat as Robert punched through its back with his bare hands.
"Are you okay, Kal? Man, it's sticky," Robert declared as he pulled his hand out, holding its intestines.
"Hmmm. This is not appropriate behavior. And stop laughing, you bastard—be serious!"
A deep, harsh voice echoed.
Hearing that, Neutral turned.
"It's not fair!!" he murmured.
"The fun has just started."
He was in the same dark mood.
("It was just the start… this is only its f#@*ing form!")
As he was shouting, something dropped on his head.
"What's that?" he said.
It was a paper ball.
He unwrapped it: ...