"Shit! Is this really the end?! I don't believe it!"
For a long period, Haruhiko withstood the grueling pain in his legs. His voice was hoarse from calling for help but nothing came out of the gloomy forest. Truly exhausted with every bit of strength retreating, Haruhiko fell to the ground and slowly leaned on the tree nearby.
Not even a single ounce of stamina left while the blood on his legs trickled slowly and surely. As the silent atmosphere enveloped his stature, Haruhiko couldn't help but remember his moments with his friends and lament his dire situation.
"No steam left? This surely sucks..." As the voice started to ring, Haruhiko furiously glared at the incoming silhouette with resentment in his face.
"What do you truly want?!" Haruhiko angrily shouted. Like a cornered beast, his growls became much more intensified but his body was powerless to fight back.
"Hahaha! You've chosen to pick up a fight against something you can't mess with! But... I will allow you to live in one condition." With a wicked smile on his face, Masaru truthfully enjoyed the actions of a desperate beast.
Upon hearing Masaru's words, Haruhiko vehemently spat on his face and sneered with fearlessness in his eyes. Instead of breaking down from the thoughts of dying, Haruhiko courageously fought his fears even with his life on the line.
"What do you want me to do, huh?! Betray Yoichi and my friends?! Although we are weak unlike you, what saved us from those trials was our unity and efforts! What does a filthy dog like you know hardship?! Bullshit! I would rather die in your hands than betray my friends! HAHAHAHA!"
With each sentence, Haruhiko shed his tears amidst his fearless laughter, holding his inner desire to break down in the face of death.
"Then die for me! You and your friends will follow you all along!" Simmering in anger at Haruhiko's mocking response, Masaru threw all of his remaining shuriken at his valiant enemy.
As a result, Haruhiko was pelted with shurikens throughout his whole body as if like a pincushion.
"Haaaahhh..."
Despite being punctured by the projectiles, Haruhiko didn't scream or wallow in despair.
The blood was continuously trickling and his eyesight became blurry from the blood loss.
Soon, his body felt freezing from the drizzle of the rain as the memories of his friends once again resurfaced.
Everyone... I'm so...sorry.
Yoichi, take my...dreams...along...with you.
I'll...be...leaving...now.
While his consciousness slowly faded away, his thoughts and prayers weren't sorrowful but a hope for his friend to be successful in life. Following that was a faint curl in his mouth, smiling as he continually slumped down to the ground, taking his last breath in this accursed shinobi world.
"Goddamnit! Why won't you scream?! Tell me!!! Fuck! I need your help to make them feel very angry! HAHAHA, this should be fun!" After desecrating Haruhiko's corpse with his anger, he slowly chopped off Haruhiko's head and viciously laughed.
Unknowingly, the tragic fate of a cheerful brat made the skies even cry a severe rain in the forest.
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"Yoichi, why did we go here?"
"... Don't talk to me."
For 3 days, Yoichi and Sabito were together but the unity between them wasn't like in the past. People change and so was the relationship between the two. Yoichi felt extremely cautious about Sabito's purpose until a bad premonition struck his heart.
Although he wasn't sure about this itching sensation in his heart, Yoichi continued walking to the depths of the forest. Subsequently, Yoichi narrowed his eyes and saw human altercation clues according to the fact that shurikens were nearby and the tree barks were scratched by something sharp.
"There's someone who fought here recently!" Sabito exclaimed while looking at Yoichi's back with a fiery determination in his eyes.
"Who is there?!" In the blink of an eye, Yoichi prepared his posture and glared at the appearing silhouette in the distance.
"We've finally met for a long time, Yoichi!" As the distance grew closer, Sabito was inwardly delighted while Yoichi coldly looked at the newcomer.
"Masaru..."
"What's wrong, Yoichi? Why the long face? In fact, I have a present for you right here!" While Masaru introduced his gift, Yoichi's pupils widened in shock and disbelief.
"Ha...Haruhiko..." At this point, Yoichi felt extreme rage and resentment. Clutching his head from the negativity in his mind, his face turned like an Asura, a god of wrath.
"MASARRRUUUUU! I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU!" Yoichi roared while the irises in his eyes slowly transformed into blood red with two tomoe circulating to his center pupils.
"Die for me, Yoichi!"
However, right after he charged, Sabito took his Chakra Metal kunai and stabbed Yoichi in the back, right through his heart. In an instant, the body of Yoichi fell to the muddy ground, spilling the soil with his blood trickling throughout his chest.
"I did it! I finally killed him!" Therefore, Sabito withdrew his kunai from Yoichi's back and coldly looked at him with pure arrogance.
"Hahahaha, very good! You did well, Sabito!" Masaru walked past Yoichi's body and patted his shoulder.
Unaware of the problem in reality, Yoichi's mind soon filled with grief and bitterness while the memories alongside Haruhiko occurred like a flashback.
Do you know a way to get stronger?
Yahoo! We can finally leave this place and look forward to the outside world!
Bro, you are finally awake! You've been sleeping for 3 days without any reactions whatsoever!
A single shed of tear slowly slid off Yoichi's face when the cheerful face of Haruhiko emerged in his mind. The radiant, cheerful, and joker Haruhiko was gone.
Eventually, instead of being dead, Yoichi slowly stood up from the ground as his second heart pumped violently, unleashing Qi Blood over his injured heart to autonomously recuperate.
In his mind, Haruhiko slowly faded away while the darkness soon enveloped Yoichi into the bottomless abyss, slowly drifting with vengeance in his face.
"Hahahaha... Masaru... Sabito... You are both dead."
In an instant, Yoichi's eyes flickered with Sharingan and rushed straight ahead while his suffocating killing intent permeated the atmosphere.
"H—How's he still alive?! Impossible!"
"Sharingan! Run!"
Phantom Steps!
Masaru and Sabito retreated swiftly with the full extent of their Chakra being employed but Yoichi's ghost-like movements were far too ahead of their speed, eventually catching Sabito off guard.
With quick stabs on Sabito's limbs, Yoichi disabled his former friend and chased Masaru, who was fearfully withdrawing against Yoichi with Sharingan.
"I need to report this to Kouji-sama!" Slightly out of breath from the chase, Masaru decided to unleash a technique and tire his formidable nemesis.
Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!
Mountain Crushing Fist!
While the radiant fireball emanated dangerous brilliance, Yoichi's Qi Blood surged through his right arm and aggressively punched the fireball as if a giant sun were against a mortal being.
As the scorching fireball and an overturning fist went face-to-face, Yoichi wasn't even feeling the pain or the burning sensation in his fist. Instead, the fist blew out the fireball into a ring of fire, slowly disintegrating along with the rain's dews.
"Yoichi! Kill me if you are really not afraid of the nobility's retaliation!"
Phantom Steps!
Masaru wanted to fight back but Yoichi didn't have time to entertain his foolish thoughts.
Soon, Yoichi vanished and merely made Masaru unconscious with a tap on the nape.
Afterwards, he dragged Masaru and Sabito, bound them to a tree with a rope in his hand.
Following that, Yoichi gently took Haruhiko's head and the tears couldn't help but slide down his face, silently mourning for the death of his sunny friend.
In a fit of sorrow and despair, Yoichi laid Haruhiko's head in a little tent built of sticks and leaves.
"Look at this, Haruhiko. I will surely avenge your soul in heaven."
With that being said, Yoichi tied Masaru and Sabito away from each other. Then, he fastened Masaru's shoulders down to his armpits and hung the ropes around a thick tree branch.
Like a puppet on a theatrical stage, Masaru's body was tied to his arms and limbs, preventing Masaru from struggling in a bout of torture.
Next, Yoichi did the same thing to Sabito and woke him up from his unconscious state with a resounding slap.
"Wake up, your way to the underworld was still not here."
Indifferent as an ice block, Yoichi said without any expression on his face.
"Fuck you, Yoichi! If not for you, I could be a star in everyone's mind!" Sabito blurted out his anger and glared at Yoichi with sheer resentment.
"With your measly talent? If you worked as a comedian, you could do so much more."
"AAAGGGHGH!!!"
In a cold gleam of his eyes, Yoichi took Sabito's tied hand and cut through the fingerbones slowly but surely.
"AAAAHHHGGGHG! FUCK YOU!"
"SHIT! FUCKING BASTARD!"
"AGGHHH, I HOPE YOU DIE!!!"
One by one, the gruesome grinding and cutting through the fingerbones made Sabito scream in excruciating misery to his soul.
As the fingers were severed, Sabito occasionally became unconscious from the intense overload of stress in his mind but Yoichi woke him up every single time.
Then, next was his tongue which made Yoichi take a while since Sabito was still fighting back but Yoichi tore his tongue.
"Immshh shorrryyy!!! Yo-ishiii!"
Broken by the disastrous torture, Sabito's words became slurred and unable to get through the torture, trembling from the lack of blood.
"So you died like this? How pathetic."
With no pupils in Sabito's eyes as well as heartbeat, Yoichi just went into Masaru who was acting asleep but truly fearful of Yoichi's sadistic mind.
"AGGFHHFHFFFFUCKKK!!!"
Like a cat playing with its food, Yoichi ruthlessly woke Masaru up with an instant cut of his hand. As the blood continuously gushed out of his arms, Masaru went pale and threatened, "YOU FUCKING BASTARD! KOUJI SAMA WILL KILL YOU!!!"
"Yeah right, as if that was scary." However, Yoichi's response was dismissive as he took a Qi Blood Pill out of his interspatial pouch.
"Take it..." While Yoichi's words echoed, Masaru spat on Yoichi's face and sneered with disdain. At this point, his arrogance knows no bounds.
*THWACK!*
"AGAGGHHHGAA!!!"
In a swift punch, Masaru's jaws slackened as Yoichi fed him the Qi Blood Pills with a not in a good way reason.
"What's this?!" Masaru violently struggled.
"It's a pill to stop your bleeding... Masaru... We still have a lot of time here..." Yoichi's smile was terrifying to the point that it made Masaru unconscious.
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After a long time, Masaru eventually died due to blood loss. But his cries and asking for help were truly a song that Yoichi felt delighted in.
Masaru's death was a tragic and torturous one. His four limbs were completely severed with a little flesh hanging out, his tongue in his mouth was torn apart, and Masaru's dick was sliced and then placed on his mouth.
In his upper torso, the multiple contusions appeared with words etched on his skin that say, "Is this your last hope?" in a diagonal direction.
The cold bodies of Masaru and Sabito were still hanging on to the ropes with gruesome depictions of their ends.
Therefore, Yoichi left with Haruhiko's head and soon found his friend's other remains. With bottled up negativity when he saw Haruhiko's deceased body, Yoichi cried a lot.
I'm very sorry, Haruhiko...
If I had just tried to be with you, this wouldn't have happened.
Come on, let's go home...
After stitching the head back to the rest of the body, Yoichi carried his corpse and felt nothing in his heart.
Just an empty void along with its carrier.
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(Current Progress)
Still the same as the previous chapter.
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Sorry, but I tried to be dramatic for this tragic event. So what are your thoughts guys? Leave your comment and I'll take any criticism just to improve!
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