Chapter 65 - One Twin Is A Half (1/2)
”F**k...” Ripper placed his hand on the ground in front of him, crushing the fragments of earth in the crater, enough for it to become fine powder. Drifting into the fine powder, his blood dripped and dripped, forming a muddy substance in the ground. In such a sorry state, anyone would laugh, a 7th rank was just too powerful to be in such a situation.
In the crater, only a single devil was smiling.
”How do you like that? Do you like the pain? How is it? Do I get five stars for my performance? Please tell me?” Simon insidiously laughed before abruptly stopping as he got back up with his wounds completely healed.
Shocked, Ripper could only gasp as he clutched his wound in agony, growing paler by the minute.
”So are you going to kill me?” Ripper asked with a annoyed expression. Groaning in pain, the once mighty looking devil was now kneeling with a massive puddle of blood forming beneath him. With his vitality quickly losing strength, nothing could save him now.
”Haha...why would I put you out of your misery...now? The fun has just begun. I am not a forgiving person after all. Hundreds of necks were slit today because of you, so why should I grant you mercy? I feel quite content with watching you bleed while staring into my eyes...o wait, you can't see my face through my mask. Well, you will never see the face of your killer.” Simon laughed as he slowly approached the helpless Ripper.
”I can feel your maddened smile...you are crazy!!! No noble Devil would ever do this to their opponent!” Ripper complained in anger as he felt a twitching pain in his crotch. Slowly Ripper began to feel dizzy, with the blood draining out of his body, lightheadedness would be the least of his many serious worried. As if drunk, his vision of Simon's approach began to drift and wobble as his sight began to degrade from strain. This would be his inevitable end.
”Noble? Opponent? Stop dreaming. You are my prey; a beast to be hunted and slaughtered. But even your meat is too nasty to consume, not even suitable for a burnt offering. Just squirm and die.” Simon finally arrived at Ripper's body, handling his metal dagger with care. Looking upon this helpless creature, Simon felt a tingle in his heart. He felt satisfaction, nothing of the perverted kind, but of a relieved kind. Revenge is not simple, Simon deals in interest. By revenge's standards, Simon is a loan shark.
”Why did you kill my brother?” Simon asked with a cold voice as he knelt down and pointed his dagger at Ripper's left eye.
”Like I would tell-”
PUCHII
”AAARGGH! MY EYE!!”
Simon grinned as he removed Ripper's left eye using his dagger, twirling it about, Simon felt joy front the bottom of his heart.
”SADISTIC BASTARD!!!”
PUCHII
”AAAAAGGGH!”
Like a skewer, Simon's dagger collected a second eyeball. The now blind Ripper cried in despair as he became a blind devil. To die without sight, to die in agony, to die as an idiot; Ripper was experiencing such events. Without any sympathy, Simon removed the eyes from the dagger, dropped them on the blood soaked ground and stomped on them.
”Why...?”
”Ask my brother.”