9 A Monster in a Child’s Form (2/2)

*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP!*

He started hearing heavy stomping like he heard before, and a heavy impact of an object landing, then he turns looking at where the object had landed, Gus was then looking at the boy with foot prints in front of him, uneasiness came to him when they appeared but something else happened.

The space in front of the boy started to reflect like a water like a concave lens, at that moment it felt like looking at a transparent surface of water when a rock falls on it, but instead of having to look at your own reflection a figure started appearing, Gus was then scared out of his wits.

It was the same monster from before, only this time it was looking at the youth like it was waiting.

Gus then didn't care anymore and crawled away from the bizarre situation that was transpiring before him, he only cared that he would survive, and that he was only viewed as small fry that they would ignore him.

But reality was worse than expect, he wasn't allowed to leave yet.

*THUMP**CRACK*

'Ugh!' Gus had felt something heavy landed on him, he turned with difficulty to look behind him, only to find the monster on top of him, its fangs were opened growling at him.

”Dusk, bring him here, I need to ask him somethings.” The youth called the monster, Dusk, Gus then realized that the youth was the master and Dusk was a familiar, a very powerful one at that.

Dusk did as it was told and dragged Gus by the leg, ignoring the pain and protest he was experiencing as his wounds started to get worse from the way he was pulled.

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'Ah, the other one is going to die, well that leaves me with the fat one, hope he's smarter than this one or I'll get nowhere' Stigma then looked at Gus who was trying to get away, so he silently ordered Dusk to stop him.

Dusk then turned towards Gus, then jumped at him and landed on his back, it sounded liked he cracked a few ribs from landing on him.

”Dusk, bring him here, I need to ask him somethings.”

He looked down then realized that his mentality has completely changed, before he would have at least be shaken from seeing a mangled corpse like the state Frank was in.

When he was still alive he only saw these types of situations on T.V. so it never felt quite real to him. He looked down at the disfigured corpse named Frank.

His face was pale due to the blood loss, and both of his legs were ripped in the opposite direction were they shouldn't be bent, and his eyes were completely white, he must have fainted from the pain.

'Not only my appearance, but also my mind has changed completely, now that I think about it I only freaked out when I didn't expect a corpse was in the mat.'

Stigma looked at the corpse again and had an idea.

Stigma then closed his eyes and started pondering.

'Wait, could it be that I was already prepared what would happen, so I wasn't fazed this time. Now that I think about it most of the time when my parents were alive, I spent it on the web, watching films and playing games with a lot of dead bodies and blood, so I was kind of evil in the way.'

'Maybe it was because I wasn't the one who killed them, this time.'

Stigma then turned to get the ax beside him and lifted it. He then activated his 'Essence Reader' to see any changes.

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[Name: Frank

Age: 38

Rank: Common

Skills: Spear Proficiency, Throwing]

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A skill he never had before appeared, but then he saw a strange color in the body and the same light like he saw in the cave from before.

Remembering about what was the cause he took a deep breath, grabbed the ax and then made a stance where he would swing downward, what happened next was that he swung it down, at Frank's neck.

Ugh!!Blood was spilling on the neck, and Frank was shaking with his face in pain choking on his own blood.

To be sure of the effect, he looked at his hands and found that they were shaking a little. Moments later, Frank wasn't moving anymore and his soul was floating out of his body.

*BING!*

[You have just killed a cultivator, you have gained his Zen energy]

[Zen energy: 10%]

'This time it's Zen energy, wonder what the difference is? ' Stigma was pondering for a moment with a calm face, but there was an individual who was taking the situation differently. Gus who saw what had happened was panicking with bloodshot eyes, at his point of view he was looking at a child lunatic with an ax, and killed Frank without mercy.

Stigma then turned his head to Gus, he lifted the ax again and repeated the action, only this time he had a look of indifference, like was unsatisfied.

'Looks like I really am not fit to kill for pleasure, it's unlike a game where you know it's fake, but I have to confirm if I'm capable of hurting anyone.'

He then had a satisfied look, he was glad that killing wasn't his calling, he would only kill if he had too, that was his only rule.

”Now then, I would like to ask you some questions.”

Stigma then turned his head at the panicking Gus, who saw his changing expression from sorrow to delight, thinking the child was insane and wanted to kill him next if he didn't satisfy his curiosity.

”Ye…esh, pl…ease a…sk m…e any…th,ing!” Gus was panicking and had spoken in a broken sentence, he would only hope what he asked weren't that difficult, and he was allowed to live.

Since he was facing a monster in a child's form.