Chapter 11: turmoil 3
Through his physical structure and build, man is considered one of the weakest creatures of all. Compared to other beings, you will find him inferior in every way… except for one thing, which allowed him to dominate and sit atop the throne of rule in this primitive world.
Other creatures, whether hostile or friendly, always retreated before human intervention, even though they possessed bodies capable of crushing man and making an example of him. However, one thing prevented this fate… something great, bestowed upon man alone: the Mind.
The ability to think logically, to calculate every step before taking it, was his hidden weapon. This is what gave him control over life on this planet, and also… what brought us to where we are now.
Ruins, natural disasters, death… all these outcomes were nothing but the fruit of human actions and choices. Physically weak beings, but mentally superior. I say"superior" only compared to non-sentient creatures, for if a human faced a predator, it would undoubtedly tear him apart, except in some rare cases.
And today… this world, built on the foundation of the scientific and logical superiority of sentient beings, witnessed the birth of the first creature to shatter this natural standard.
Aiden… a young man not yet twenty. An exploratory trip was the last thing he saw of the old world, flourishing with science, before the catastrophe erased, in a few short hours, the achievements of hundreds of years.
A young man who entered, out of curiosity, a familiar place… and emerged from it with something legendary: Skills. Skills like in cartoons…like in games…
And now, he stands before a corps of creatures he recognizes as "Invaders." Far from being a group of human rabbits,which might seem funny to think about, Aiden did not hesitate for even a moment.
The enemy… is an enemy. His form or origin doesn't matter.This is what he was raised on since childhood, or even from what he'd seen in online media.
Without any attempt at communication, he grabbed the first weapon he found and attacked before the enemy realized what was happening. After all… attack is half of defense.
And now, he stands over the corpse of one of those invaders. A pierced head,a skull that couldn't withstand the blow, scattered blood… the scene was shocking. But the shock wasn't for him, but for the rabbit soldiers who froze in their places, before their astonishment turned into pure terror.
They had entered a place they shouldn't have… after all, their leader, their strongest, had fallen in a single blow, from the first person they encountered in this world.
Fear began to creep into their hearts, while Aiden was touching his body and making sure… he was trembling. But it wasn't a tremble of fear or joy…it was a tremble of shock. He had killed for the first time.
And even though the victim was just a rabbit, its human-like features made it different. In the time before the catastrophe,Aiden would have been in prison, awaiting a life sentence or even execution. But here… there was no law.
Nothing prevented him from killing, stealing, or any other act… "Well,not to that extent…" he muttered softly.
The law now is strength. Whoever has a stronger fist… whoever has a harder heart…
Aiden looked long at the corpse in front of him, contemplating the dead hand, the pierced head, the blood, and the leaking brain… it was a terrifying sight. Then he lowered his gaze to the iron rod in his hand, saw the blood dripping from it, his tight grip on it, and the strength of his arm still tense.
He took a deep breath, then raised his head towards the army of rabbits before him. He no longer had any reservations…no fear of authority, no law, not even the idea of killing.
He took one step forward… but it wasn't an ordinary step. It was as if hundreds of kilograms pressed on the ground, dust scattered and the soil compacted under his feet, and then… he disappeared! Or so it seemed to them.
*hoom!*
A powerful pressure wave shot towards the rabbit army, met by wary looks and a high-pitched scream: "Form the—"
*Shreeek!*
The rabbit couldn't complete his word before something tore his mouth from one side to the other, ripping it completely apart.
"Gaaah!"
A scream of pain, terror, and denial of reality…
The remaining soldiers took a step back, their eyes darting between the flying blood and the void left by their comrade's torn body.
They didn't even see where the attack came from, nor how Aiden moved… but they all understood one thing: they were facing a monster, not a human.
"Retreat!"
one of them shouted in a trembling voice, but his cry was weightless, as he wasn't even given time to draw his sword…
*Fwoom!*
His body rose two meters into the air before crashing to the ground at a strange angle, his neck twisted unnaturally.
Aiden didn't speak… he didn't need to. His eyes glinted with that cold look that held no pity.
He moved again, not with ordinary speed, but as if he disappeared from one place and appeared in another.
The screams rose, and the swords were raised, but it was too late.
*Shlllurch!*
A single blow tore through one's chest, forcing his entrails to scatter on the muddy ground.
The gasps of horror that escaped their throats weren't even completed before the situation turned into utter chaos; some tried to flee, while others froze in place, as if their feet were glued to the ground.
Aiden didn't chase the fleeing ones… yet. He focused on those who were still standing,as if they represented a challenge to him.
He pounced on two at once, his left fist shattered one's face, while the iron rod in his right hand pierced the other's head from under the chin until it exited through the top of the skull, blood gushing like a red fountain.
The rest retreated, trying to organize their ranks, but the atmosphere became suffocating.
The smell of blood, the sounds of choking, the thud of trembling feet… all created a moment where there was no hope left.
Aiden raised his head slightly, looked at the cold moon in the sky, then threw the corpse hanging from his weapon to the ground, creating a heavy thud.
*Boom!*
He smiled lightly… a smile that wasn't entirely human.
Tonight… was no longer the night of the rabbits' salvation. It had become the night of the hunter.