No knife. Words that Kyle most probably did not want to hear with his current predicament. He subtly started scanning the floor if maybe it fell down somewhere, but the only thing he could see dropping beneath his feet was the blood dripping from his right arm, as well as the blood of the Arachne that sprayed on him like a fountain. "..." Kyle then turned his eye to the arachne in front of him, before carefully glancing at the one behind him. And with the way they were just standing there, it would seem he wasn't the only one that was aloof-their seemingly lifeless eyes, squinting as they watched his every movement. Were they wary of him because he was covered in the blood of their kin? Although the intelligence of these spiderladies was obviously lower than that of Arachnea, they should still have enough brains to recognize him as a threat. But the thing is, Kyle wasn't exactly a threat right now. Kyle then very carefuly looked down the window, and as soon as he saw several a
"..You again?" "Eh?" Kyle and the girl stared at cach other for a few seconds, both seemingly confused but for different reasons-Kyle thought the girl would have been out of the building by now, as for the girl, she definitely thought she would be dying here today. "Have you seen Katherine? Dr. Halsey?" "Huh?" "Dr. Halsey, have you seen her?" She still seemed visibly stunned, unable to really say aything as she just stared at the dead arachne in front of her. "..." Kyle could really only wait for her to recover from the stupor she found herself in. He started looking around to see if there was anyone else there, but the only thing he could see were three other arachne blocking the way down to the ground floor-all dead. And judging by the dozens of familiar-looking knives pierced through each of them which made them look like a group of porcupines, they were killed by none other than the shriveling girl with her butt on the floor. They did say these Arachnes were of t
"..You again?" "Eh?" Kyle and the girl stared at cach other for a few seconds, both seemingly confused but for different reasons-Kyle thought the girl would have been out of the building by now, as for the girl, she definitely thought she would be dying here today. "Have you seen Katherine? Dr. Halsey?" "Huh?" "Dr. Halsey, have you seen her?" She still seemed visibly stunned, unable to really say aything as she just stared at the dead arachne in front of her. "..." Kyle could really only wait for her to recover from the stupor she found herself in. He started looking around to see if there was anyone else there, but the only thing he could see were three other arachne blocking the way down to the ground floor-all dead. And judging by the dozens of familiar-looking knives pierced through each of them which made them look like a group of porcupines, they were killed by none other than the shriveling girl with her butt on the floor. They did say these Arachnes were of the lowest
Kyle hadn't really felt anything from all the corpses he had seen and literally stepped over since the chaos started. Those deaths were out of his control, after all-he knew that. But this-their limbs were torn, necks mangled, and lives lost-This was his fault. Four people. Four people that could have still been alive if only Kyle had left Bob and his friends for dead back on the construction site. In the first place, why did he even ask Dr. Katherine to save them? Kyle already knew they were.. evil people. If it wasn't him they were targeting and bullying, it would have been someone else-that is the kind of people they were. He already managed to get rid of Rex, three more shouldn't have been a problem. "..." And even as Bob and the others ran and passed by him, the only thing that Kyle could do was watch and stare at them. "Kyle!?" And finally, as he heard Sophie's voice screaming into his ear, he finally woke up from his stupor and turned around. This wasn't the time t
"...Full Recovery." "..." "Full Recovery." "Full Recovery... Full Recovery." Kyle no longer knew how many times he had uttered those words-no, he wasn't even aware that it was escaping his lips. [Full Recovery] truly is a useful skill, the ability to instantly rccharge yourself and basically have unlimited stamina will always prove to be indispensable in a battle. There was, however, one thing that the Full Recovery skill did not recover and that was mental exhaustion. A minute. An hour. Maybe an entire day? Of course, Kyle knew it was impossible that a day had passed. He was just feeling it-like he was in some sort of trance, a lucid dream where he wakes up from time to time to see a never-ending vision of violence. He was blacking out, and each time his vision clears, he sees his hand swinging toward an Arachne's neck. He wasn't even thinking anymore. It was like he was a spectator of his own body-he was still in control, but it was more akin to someone control
"...Huh?" There were limbs and guts scattered everywhere: hanging on the ceiling and littered on the floor. There were probably more than 40 corpses there, and yet seeing Kyle was probably the thing that shocked Samantha the most. "..She's dead," as for Kyle, he just calmily and carefully lay the body on the floor. How could it not, when he just suddenly and casually appeared out of nowhere... dragging a lifeless body a few meters behind her. "I tried to resuscitate her, but..." Kyle then turned to look at the corpse. "Kyle.." Samantha could really only sigh as she heard Kyle's words. She was, however, not surprised that he tried to perform CPR on the corpse-after all, out of all the lifeless and mangled bodies here, she stood out the most from how immaculate her death was. "Fuck, Kyle. Did.. did.. you know her?" "Sophie." Kyle whispered as he shook his head, "And no, I.. only knew her name. I think she was-!!" It was sudden, Kyle didn't know whether his mind was just
"..Who the fuck are you?" Imagine being caught masturbating by your own mother? Kyle doesn't know that feeling-but for some reason, it felt like that. He wasn't doing anything, not really. But since there was a pretty, short-haired girl currently on top of him, it felt like he was doing something. Wrong But then again, Samantha was indeed about to do something. And while Kyle's mind was once again lost in its own world, Samantha and Katherine just stared at each other, with the twitching of Katherine's eyes getting faster and faster by the second. "S..sorry but after a few more seconds, Samantha quickly jumped off the bed; fixing her skirt and hair as she moved to the side, "There.. there was something on his shirt so I was just trying to get it of." "..Right." Katherine squinted her eyes as her head nodded slowiy, "And were you trying to get it off with your mouth?" "That's-wait, who are you?" Sam also squinted her eyes as she started looking at Katherine from head to toe
"I've known him ever since he was a freshman, I basically raised him. Of course, he'll be staying with me." "...Do you think I don't see what you're up to? You're acting like his guardian, but all I'm hearing from you is how you've been grooming him ever since he was a freshman. Shit.. you're a pedophile." "Excuse me? What did you just say to me?" "Yes, you're excused. You can go now, Dr. Katherine." "What do you know of Kyle? You've only known each other for what... three days?" "And yet, we've probably done more things to each other than you can imagine." "...Oh? So, you're a slut? I can only imagine." "Shit.. you're really starting to piss me off, bitch. You think your humungous fucking tits are great? Wait till you get old." "Call me a bitch again and you're not going to have a chance to get old." One hour, twenty three minutes. Katherine and Samantha have been arguing for over an hour and twenty minutes. At first, they were slightly civil as the two were basic