Chapter 61 - Bastian Smith (1/2)

Humans have a habit of burying their worst memories, and Will was no exception to this rule. The moment the Nether Door Pulse was activated, the scenery in front of Will changed. His perspective lowered because he was a bit shorter, and his surroundings were green.

Grass and stone monuments stretched as far as the eye could see. Will was first unfamiliar with this environment, but soon his sixty-four mind clicked into gear and he regained full consciousness. His mind went into the depths of its subconscious and instantly told Will where he was.

With a foreboding feeling, Will turned his head sideways, only to see what he had been dreading in his heart. A simple gray tombstone stood erect. Indeed, this was a graveyard.

'Here lies Bastian Smith'

Nothing else was written on the tombstone, no age, no date of birth or date of death; nothing. As if the inscribers had no idea what to put. The tombstone itself was extremely plain. A simple erect rectangular slab. The desolate feeling the grave gave one was intense, especially to someone like Will who knew why this was so.

The emotions Will felt when he first saw this grave overwhelmed him like a tidal wave. Sadness, guilt, desolation, loneliness.

It was only for a split second, but Will's entire consciousness echoed one phrase.

'I was too late.'

The name Bastian Smith was important to Will, so important one might even say Will was willing to kill anyone who slandered it. It was then that Will finally came to and realized something.

'This is an illusion.'

Will immediately activated Aqua Sense and regained his bearings. The illusion affected his five senses but not his intent.

Will was never the type to explode in anger. He was the type who compressed his anger within. It is actually when Will is at his angriest that he is at his most calm. Thus Will completely shifted his mind from the sour state it was to rage.

The concept of holding back completely left Will's mind as he started releasing blood mist from his ring. Will quickly thought of the quickest way to end the battle before he was out of energy.

Bloodlust starting oozing from Will's soul as he tightened the grip he had on his sword. As he gazed at the tombstone and at the puppy through intent, a desire to slaughter unlike any other Will had ever felt before started welling up inside him. Because to him, this puppy had dirtied something sacred to him.

But the angrier he got, the calmer Will became, or rather to be more precise the colder. Before Will turned his head and threatened his foe, he opened his eyes to the maximum. Because he knew that once the puppy was dead he would not see this, so he wanted to burn the image of this tombstone into his mind.

The puppy was spooked by Will's sudden action but it managed to regain its calm after a while.

'A threat is merely a threat! This King does not know how you can see through my Nether Door Pulse, but your end is still nigh.'