"Hand over your money, you ignorant fool!" Bruce angrily shouted at Aamon as he delivered a forceful blow to his stomach, while four of Bruce's companions restrained Aamon.
Aamon's injuries were severe, causing him to bleed heavily and struggle to catch his breath. His face was covered in blood, and his heart pounded in his chest. He yearned to retaliate, but the odds were stacked against him.
They found themselves on the roof deck of the university once again, engaging in their usual routine of ambushing and assaulting him for no apparent reason. However, this time, their motives had shifted—they were after his money.
Aamon endured relentless torment from these boys, facing the cruelty brought on by his orphaned status. Despite the excruciating pain pulsating through his head, Aamon clung tightly to the few bills in his possession, not letting go of them.
"This is my only allowance for..." Aamon attempted to speak, but Bruce simply chuckled and delivered another blow to his stomach, causing Aamon to cough up blood.
Aamon found himself in a predicament; he had a $20 bill that he desperately needed to sustain himself for the entire week. Giving it away was simply not an option.
Aamon struggled to rise and defend himself, but his frail frame left him vulnerable and powerless against Bruce. He had just enough to sustain himself.
He was constantly struggling, unable to afford even the most basic necessities, and his clothes were in bad shape.
They continued to hit Aamon without mercy, taking advantage of his inability to defend himself and the absence of anyone willing to intervene and inquire about their cruel treatment of the vulnerable boy.
Suddenly, a young girl strolled by, her flowing brunette locks catching the eye. It was impossible not to notice that Bruce and his gang of bullies were up to their usual antics once more. that
She saw how they were tormenting Aamon, and she hoped to avoid getting involved, but Bruce saw her and knew that he couldn't possibly let her leave just like that. As Bruce distanced himself from Aamon, he then approached the girl.
"Hold there, babe. I've got some words for you." Bruce chuckled and playfully nibbled on his lip as he continued strolling towards the girl.
Aamon grimaced, clutching his abdomen as blood spilled from his mouth. With effort, he raised his gaze to identify the intruder. When he realized it was Venice—the girl he had been secretly crushing on for years—his eyes grew wide.
He had always held her in high regard, but he never mustered the courage to express his feelings. He believed that someone as beautiful as Venice would never be interested in someone like him.
Venice was filled with fear, aware that engaging herself with Bruce would only lead to trouble. She clenched her jaw as she trembled, unable to bear witness as she was on the verge of being harassed.
Summoning his last ounce of determination, Aamon mustered the courage to seize one of the bullies by the legs. The bully squirmed and retaliated with a punch, desperate to break free from Aamon's grip. But Aamon stood firm, refusing to release his hold.
He didn't want to seem vulnerable in front of Venice, the girl he had feelings for. Despite knowing that he was no match for the guy he was restraining, he took a deep breath and kept him pinned down.
"Run now!" Aamon raised his voice, but Venice refused to comply.
The very scene only infuriated Bruce. He swiftly turned to confront Aamon, who was already on his feet.
"Who do you think you’re now? A hero?" With a fierce expression, he confronted Aamon, charging towards him. In a sudden turn of events, Aamon's grip loosened as a punch landed on his stomach.
"What made you believe you could meddle in someone else’s affairs, huh?!" Bruce raised his voice once more, then swiftly delivered a forceful kick to Aamon's abdomen.
Aamon took a step back, completely unaware of the obstacle that lay behind him. His lack of control over his movement only added to his surprise. Aamon tripped over the barrier, and, in a blink of an eye, he fell to the ground.
Gripping the stick with all his might, Aamon peered down with a sense of dread. The overwhelming horror consumed him, making him aware that a single misstep could result in a fatal fall. He attempted to seek assistance from Bruce and his group; however, the stick broke, causing him to plummet from the roofdeck.
The other kids yelled in shock as he tumbled down. With their hearts pounding and fear gripping them, they hurriedly gathered at the roofdeck's edge.
All of them were shocked and immediately went to glance downward, where they saw Aamon lying motionless on the floor, drenched in a pool of his own blood. A wave of panic washed over them as they quickly retreated from the edge.
"What the heck, Bruce! Just what the hell do you plan to do with that now?" One of the boys inquired, aware of the consequences he would face for what happened and, even worse, for neglecting to assist Aamon when he fell.
“Is he really dead? Are we going to jail for this?" Another frightened individual exclaimed.
Hearing the other boys speak in their frantic tone, Bruce strolled along the side, casually tousling his hair.
He felt a sense of fear, but he quickly regained his composure by analyzing the situation. He realized that nobody had witnessed the incident, so the most prudent course of action was to leave the scene promptly. And they would all act as though they were completely innocent of what happened.
"Could everyone of you just calm down?" Bruce growled before eventually calming down. He glanced at the others, who remained visibly frightened, but he reassured them that there was no cause for concern.
"We don’t have to worry about anything at all. Look, he's just an unfortunate orphan who's destined to die, and no one would even bother," Bruce began. "He has no family or connections to begin with. So if we all agree to keep it a secret, what happened to him will appear as an unfortunate accident. Get that?"
The rest of the bullies reluctantly gave in, despite their fear, and they all shifted their gaze towards Venice. Knowing she was the only witness there apart from them.
“That won’t be a problem, unless one of us sings.” One of the bullies retaliated, and eventually his phrase made the rest of them look in Venice’s direction.
Suddenly, Venice’s eyes widened as she tightly clutched her book against her chest.
Bruce walked towards Venice and asked, “I’m sure she didn’t see anything, right, babe?” He said this as he intently looked into Venice’s eyes, as if that meant a threat.
All of a sudden, she was in disbelief over the unexpected turn of events, feeling a chill run through her body. Venice noticed all eyes were fixed on her, causing her to gulp nervously before speaking.
As everyone of them awaited her answer, Venice knew that the only safest answer would be, "Um, yeah, I didn't. I didn't witness anything. I promise to also keep the secret," she replied, confidently reassured them.
Aamon experienced a sudden lighter sensation, as if he were floating on a cloud, while simultaneously sensing his soul transcend his body. He was fully aware of his own death, knowing how he fell from the vast expanse between the roof deck and the ground. He believed that the emotions overwhelming him were akin to the end of life itself. Just as he was on the verge of surrender, a radiant glow emanated from within his chest. The brilliance of the light illuminated every corner. He couldn't believe his eyes as he realized the source of the light was exactly where his amulet had been. He fondly recalled receiving the precious gift from his parents, cherishing it, and safeguarding it for a decade.He let out a sigh of discomfort as he experienced a sudden jolt, feeling his spirit being forcefully drawn back into his body. His breathing became erratic, as if he had been unexpectedly shocked. Aamon’s heart pounded like a drum, filling him with renewed vitality. Bewildered and disoriente
Aamon's anger surged, his fist tightening and his teeth grinding together, his gaze fixed on Bruce and his gang with eyes ablaze. He was astonished by their words, unable to fathom their audacity in bringing him to the roof deck and requesting his silence. What's the secret they wanted him to keep? Was it the fact that they almost got him killed?With a furious laugh, Aamon advanced towards them, never breaking eye contact with Bruce. He was about to inquire further, his mouth poised to ask the pressing questions. "What exactly is the secret you're asking me to keep?" Aamon inquired, causing Bruce's expression to shift as he turned his gaze towards him. "Are you really expecting me to hide the fact that you pushed me off this roof deck and almost killed me, and it’s all because of bullies like you?" He inquired, yet received no response. Deep within, a seething rage consumed him. That he really wanted to confront Bruce and let out all of his anger was overwhelming, but he knew th
The bullies turned around and were taken aback by the sight of a stunning girl with sleek brown curly hair and pretty white bow on her hair. She applied a glossy lip product that gave her lips a radiant glow. Bruce and his gang were captivated by her presence, never expecting to encounter such a stunning girl at their school. Aamon couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He blinked repeatedly, almost questioning his own senses. Yet, he couldn't deny the undeniable truth—this girl before him was undeniably real. Bruce quickly abandoned Aamon and approached the girl with an inappropriate grin, assuming she would be just another target of his usual mistreatment. The girl continued to smile, unfazed by Bruce's presence. She persisted in asking them what they were up to, but Bruce simply whistled in response. "I should be asking you that question, miss beautiful," Bruce asked in a crude manner, much to the girl's annoyance, "May I know your name?" He inquired, and without waiting for th
Deshna understood Aamon's curiosity about his parents, but she lacked knowledge about them herself. She felt uneasy about shattering his hopeful expectations."Unfortunately, I have no idea where they are," Deshna said with a sigh, causing Aamon's expression to drop. He felt let down when he encountered someone who claimed to have knowledge of his parents, only to discover that her understanding was quite limited. "It would have been better if you refrained from discussing something you have no knowledge of or any idea about their whereabouts in the first place" Aamon murmured softly, his optimism had been shattered."I understand your curiosity about your parents, the eagerness you have is motivating. however, I have limited knowledge about them myself, so I can only provide you with limited information." Deshna was giving Aamon an explanation."It's been a whole decade since they disappeared, and there hasn't been a single word about their whereabouts. But strangely enough, I coul
After considering it for a moment, Aamon agreed to the invitation and promptly jumped into the car. "Wow! This is sleek and cutting-edge Lamborghini sports car is a true masterpiece, with only a limited production of just five models. Its modern design and advanced features make it a standout in the automotive world. and this was only recently released! how'd you manage to get one?" Aamon asked and Deshna only grin back at him.Aamon was filled with excitement as his hand made contact with the car seat. It was hard for him to fathom that he would eventually have the opportunity to ride one. He was just a poor boy who somehow managed to survive on the government's subsidy. He struggled to make ends meet with the little money he had, and things got even worse when bullies started taking his allowance."Do you fancy the car?" Deshna exclaimed as she began driving down the road."This is quite an impressive ride you've got here. I hope to possess one someday." Aamon admitted. He was bec
It was already too late before Aamon could realize that Deshna had already left him alone inside the garage. And upon his realization, there would be no way for him to actually be able to go to the party in his situation now.Suddenly, someone from behind Aamon abruptly cleared his throat, and this jolted Aamon to look around. He found a talk figure of a man in casual grey long sleeves and pants. “Welcome to the Silverine Villa, young master.” He instantly greeted Aamon.“Excuse me, but who are you?” Aamon promptly asked.“Apologies, young master. I’m Radcliff, although most people often call me Rad for short. I am the butler of the Silverines, and of course, I am here to serve you, young master.”“I see, Rad. Do you happen to know where Deshna could have gone?” Aamon, however, asked, suddenly switching the subject.“To be honest, I haven’t been able to speak with Miss Deshna. She was talking to someone earlier when I came to cross path with her. She just told me however to come for
Everyone started to laugh at Aamon. They all think he was just trying brag them that he could afford one. Every one in the class knew that Aamon was poor and barely could meet ends meet. Aamon had already anticipated that they wouldn’t even believe him in the first place. However, Aamon couldn’t simply let them continue mocking him—never again.“Oh come on, how on earth would you even pay, moron? Through the subsidy that the government has grant you?” one of the members of Bruce’s gang said.It caused another series of mocking laugh for the crowd after they heard that. And it didn’t end there, after that, another one of Bruce’s gang member immediately prompted saying, “Yeah, what was that he said last time? Oh right, ‘that’s the only money I have.’” and he gave out a hoarse laugh.One more pointed at Aamon and said, “People like you are a trash of society, milking out from the taxes that our parents pays.”Bruce gave off a smirk, pleased with the mockery that Aamon was having at th
Bruce eagerly anticipated the moment when Aamon would face embarrassment at the hands of the imposing gentleman in a tuxedo, who appeared to be the club's manager.A wicked smile spread across Bruce's face. He could already envision the immense humiliation that awaited Aamon. "Excuse me, is there an issue with the card?" Aamon nervously inquired. He suddenly felt a pang of concern as he wondered if the card Deshna had given him had been used too much and was now declined."Hey, Aamon, remember when you mentioned that someone gave you that black card?" Rupert leaned in close to Aamon and quietly voiced his concern, "Do you think this could be some kind of trap?""What do you mean this is all just a setup?" Aamon whispered his response."You know, like a scenario that places you in a life-threatening predicament? Just like this one." Rupert responded, his voice carrying a hint of fear.“You’re being irrational, Rupert. We couldn’t possibly die just because the card I bought declined.”
The final boss of the game had fully lost his mind. It was the only option for Aamon to stop him at this point, and that was for him to eventually utilize his lightning to weaken his talents. If Aamon were to do that, however, he was aware that it would be more challenging for him to convince him of his point of view. If he did not make a decision about the situation as soon as possible, Aamon would likely pass away at this moment. And just as Aamon was in the midst of his thoughts, the final boss attacked him once more in a hurry. In a matter of seconds, Aamon probably would not have been able to successfully prevent it if he had been less vigilant. There was a noticeable increase in the intensity and weight of the last boss's attack when compared to his prior attacks. It would appear that Aamon couldn't help but note how the last monster appeared to have developed a lifesteal tactic, according to which whenever he attacks, it boosts his energy to an even greater degree. Aamon wou
It was abundantly evident that the last boss of the game had fully completely lost his head. When it came to putting a stop to him at this very moment, Aamon had no other option but to eventually make use of his opponent in order to diminish the powers that he possessed. On the other hand, this was the only alternative that he had left. On the other hand, he was well aware that if Aamon were to do that, it would be more challenging for him to convince him of his point of view. He was cognizant of this fact. It is quite likely that Aamon would pass away right at this very minute if he did not make a decision regarding the situation as swiftly as possible to deal with the situation. As Aamon was in the midst of his thoughts, the final boss continued to hit him once more in a hurry. This occurred precisely at the moment when Aamon was going through his thoughts. If Aamon had been less vigilant, it is highly improbable that he would have been able to successfully prevent it from happening
"Are you seriously under the impression that I wouldn't be able to find out," During the course of the event, the prior leader made a statement. Despite the fact that Aamon was somewhat surprised by the fact that the final boss was able to figure it out, he was fairly confident that the final boss would, at some point or another, accept that it was in fact him. This was, despite the fact that Aamon was very persuaded that the final boss would. There was no doubt in Aamon's mind that the ultimate boss would admit that he was the one responsible for the incident. On the spur of the moment, Aamon made the following comment: "I knew that you would find out about it sooner or later." Aamon's statement was made in anticipation of the situation. I had been dropping hints for a considerable amount of time now, didn't I? To add insult to injury, I had been doing that. One may claim that I had been engaging in such activity. Taking into consideration the manner in which you are reacting to what
Ultimately, Aamon had no choice but to use the lightning sword to battle the last boss. If everything went terribly wrong, this was the very last thing he could think of. Aamon's objective had been to never, ever consider making that decision, under any circumstances. However, it seems that there was no way to have avoided going that way. Particularly because the Hoxfur had already triggered so many alerts for the final monster. Had the Hoxfur not intervened sooner, Aamon might have devised a more potent strategy to persuade the ultimate boss to yield and lend his backing, averting the nasty and deadly battle that the two of them seem compelled to engage in. "last boss..."You haven't altered in any way. You remain the same erratic creature that you were before. Aamon spoke up out of the blue. His statements suggested that he was simultaneously dismayed and irritated. It is plausible that this occurred due to Aamon's sense of pressure to decide between giving ultimate boss a brief adva
Nevertheless, it would appear that the Hoxfur was successful in preventing the attack that was launched by the last boss. This is the case. She promptly manipulated the wind to the last boss, which caused him to be swayed by the wind in an outside direction. This empowered her to quickly defend herself against the attack that was being launched against him. In the same instant, the action that was carried out by the Hoxfur prevented Aamon from falling into the hands of the last boss. This occurred in a matter of seconds. I sincerely apologize to you, Aamon. It is totally out of the question for me to just sit here and watch. Finally, she arrived at a decision. Aamon observed that the Hoxfur's eyes were already filled with tears for the very first time. This occurred as both of the Hoxfur's hands were raised to the level of her chest. The fact that she was the one who interfered with the process is evident from the evidence presented here. In spite of the fact that Aamon had previously
After what felt like an age, the final boss dropped his head, and the expression in his eyes suggested that he was attempting to give Aamon a fair warning. He did this by lowering his head. His interaction with Aamon, which in some way provides some suggestion of the fact that Aamon would have been subjected to his fury shortly afterward if Aamon hadn't revealed to him who he truly was, was the source of the tip when it was given to him. On the other hand, Aamon was not going to agree to the hypothesis that the prior employer would be able to uncover the truth without being confronted with any obstacles. He eventually came to the idea that if he had actually abstained from giving him the truth, it might have been to his favor. He came to this realization. After giving it some thought, he came to the conclusion that this statement was correct. In this way, the final boss would be unable to recollect the moments in the past when he had truly come close to defeating him owing to his incr
Aamon was the target of the final boss's onslaught, which ultimately led to his own demise. The final boss's rage was the motivating factor behind his attack. This time around, on the other hand, Aamon gave it his absolute best effort each and every time. After some reflection, he came to the conclusion that this would most likely be the final assault that he would be able to launch against the ultimate boss. This conclusion was reached by him as a result of his inquiry. Because he had already expended all of his energy, even his stamina was no longer sufficient to keep up with the assaults that were going to be offered by the last boss. This was because he had already used up all of his energy. As a consequence of this, he made a decision on whether or not he would survive; right up until the last end, Aamon continued to make an effort to give his best effort regardless of the circumstances. Additionally, with that one glimmer of hope, Aamon took a step forward and extended his arm
That, on the other hand, was something that the ultimate boss was able to stop from happening in a timely manner without any consequences. Over the course of a considerable amount of time, Aamon has been keeping a careful eye on the final boss. As a result of this, he has been able to comprehend all of the powers that the boss held while he was engaged in combat. For the sake of putting things into perspective, Aamon did not consider that to be sufficient. Aamon was unable to comprehend this side of the scenario since he was unable to realize, while he was viewing the previous boss, that he was also capable of developing his strength to a bigger quantity. This particular feature of the circumstance was not something that he was able to fathom. In total, there are seven distinct persons that make up the Lord of Darkness, and the ultimate boss is one of those individuals who is capable of carrying out behaviors of this nature. Due to the fact that the ultimate boss was able to succes
An ambush that Aamon had prepared for the last boss was waiting for him at a particular point in time, and he was trapped in it. During the time when he was journeying through the territories of Jakal, this took place. After a large period of time had passed, Aamon had been excitedly expecting the precise moment when he would at long last be able to fight the ultimate boss head-on. He had been waiting for this moment with great anticipation.In spite of the fact that Aamon is his right hand, none of the other guys who work for the final boss have ever argued against him having any kind of influence. In spite of the fact that Aamon constitutes his right hand, this is the case. The level of fear that they all feel for him is comparable to the level of fear that they have for the ultimate boss. In order to give the two the benefit of the doubt and to give them the opportunity to compete against one another, they let the two to participate in the battle on their own without anyone interve