Phew. blondie? Whats happening here...
Lekan harrumphed as he got out of the car. Once he was outside, the person of Favor moved to the driver and paid for their cab fare. He stood, sighing deeply as he pondered over what he had just seen. Was he now turning insane? It Was hard to say. One thing he did know was that he was sure that he saw the blonde behind them. If the blondie was out at the same time when he decided to come to the hospital, what did that say for him? He sighed again, for teh umpteeenth time. His mind decided against going into the hospital. It no longer looked feasible for him. At least, until he could find a way around this. He looked at Favor who in turn returned the look at him. There was a question in her eyes. There was always a question in the eyes of Favor. Only that this time, she was silent about it. And he was grateful for that act. There was so much he did not understand. The best she could do about that, was not to bombard him with queries. Not that it would matter once they g
“Well…” Lekan sucked air through his teeth as his muscles tensed up now. He was getting sick and tired of this constant battering of words and queries from Favor already. If he did not act like that before, he was sure showing it all out now. It was very annoying to him. Knowing fully well that he already suggested an alternative for her. They could go home. She did not have to be here but she did not take it. Yet, she was whining at him. Which direction was thispontless battery of words and questions going to head towards now? Whatever it was that it was headed to, he was not liking it. “What do you want me to say?” He barked at her, throwing his hands in the air. She leaned back in shock. For a split moment, it felt as if she was going to cry. But she adjusted herself, tensing up as well. She bit her lower lip out as she glared at him now, transforming the sadness that squeezed her face into a glare that threatened to devour him on spot. However,he was not moved by
THOOOM! “Ugh!” Lekan buckled over immediately as the air was sucked right out of his belly. He bent over, intestines threatening to pop out. Instinctively, his hand went to his throat, stopping the flow of whatever was going to rush out.He heaved bitterly, taking some seconds to get himself. Then he lifted his body up, his eyes widened as shock registered over his face. He was no more at the hospital. He was in the more familiar place that came with the system.“Host should decline from giving the blood demon blood baths.” The system lady came into focus now.Lekan frowned at her. He was in his soul space but he did not know how he got here. This was another thing he was yet to figure out in his journey to understand the system. Once he did that, he’d know how to come into the System Sub Space and ask his queries that troubled his heart. However, just as he was about to speak, he saw the visage of the blood demon behind the system lady. He rose, sinisterly, a large unsettling smile
Void scowled, stomping his feet on the ground now with a frustrated groan.“No, really. Fuck this story!” Lekan was beyond words as he stared at Void. The way he bellowed out his rage set him thinking: What if this blondie went crazy on him? He was worried. So far, since they had met up, things never went the way of diplomacy. And considering that there was. A girl waiting for him to return this time, he was concerned. What if the battle went the way that he neither expected it and in the end, he put her in danger’s path?His heart missed a beat as he considered the possibility of this. But that was not the only thought that flushed through his mind at this time. He pondered over the reaction of the Void. About how he was acting this way and charging up like this.What story was he talking about?He frowned. He just wanted to break free from his hand. He just wanted to just break free from here.He sighed now. “What has that to do with me?” Lekan frowned at him. Void wasnt holdi
The sounds of body falling to hits rapped through the air. The entire atmosphere is cloudy, dust here and there while there are sounds of rapid movement at intervals. In the center of it is the person of Doctor Dembe. A younger version of him without all of the body fat. He had a snarl on his face, his two hands to the sides of him. Whilst all around him are the bodies of fallen System Hosts. And System Guards with their complete tactical gears for battle. It signified the state of how things had degenerated so badly within the System Bureau. So much that they would have to resolve their disagreement with battling it out. There are pillars all about. Pillars that once held up the decking of what would be a storeyed building. Unfortunately, aftermath of the disagreement between the System Hosts led to most of them being broken and dashed to bits. Only a very few still stood up. And even those that stood, neither of them had the decking which they once supported existing again. The
“You have promise.” Dembe continued to speak now. He stepped forward, the purple atmosphere around him swishing around like one dragged a spoon through thick liquid.It meant nothing to him, being that he was the one who activated this reality. Nothing to him but sadly, the same could not be said about rthose who saw the bitter side of these. They lay about, groveling around. All of them, beaten by him. Perhaps, Dembe thought now, the thing with the System Hosts was that if they understood someone like him, his power would be useless. That his system Skill was worth nothing. Unfortunately, he had shown them that they were wrong. He was worth more than that could ever think of. A threat that they allowed to fester so much. And now, there was no going back.Not that he wanted to go back. Once he set himself on this path, he knew that there would be no redemption for him. The rules about defying the System Bureau were really strict. Something like this would never be met with a pat o
The appearance of Monsieur Demas in here changed very disturbing. Dembe licked his lips knowing that this was the moment he had been waiting for.Even though he was not keen on fighting as much as he had envisaged it, he was sure that there would be no way out of this. The only way out of this was for him to take down Monsieur Demas. It was now or never.It was the final boss level. And that was pretty how things went. The only thing that bothered him now was if he had enough juice inside of him. He inhaled deeply, letting Mana which was all about flow towards him. With gentle coaxing of his mind, he is able to pull them into him. The mama streams are all about him, gentle residuals from the mama that the other System Hosts would have used. Except that now they were all groveling on the ground.He urged them to come to him. Though a flicker at first, reluctantly— the others start to trickle to him. And finally, it morphed into a fast flowing stream of Mana energy towards his System.
“Reality shift!” Dembe roared out.Instantly, the scene changed this time. But at the same time, Demas still held on.The air pressure changed, as gravity descended on them both. Simultaneously, the ground left their feet as they dropped meters high from the sky. Right off a cliff.“Gng!” Dembe growled out as he looked on to the form of Demas. The latter who smiled at him, unwilling to break their contact.“Even at your peak, this is what you can afford to do?” He called to him. “You are undeserving of that title! Undeserving to be called the Number 3.” The Time Master belittled him.“As if I was done!” Dembe cursed out.The wind flapped past their ears as they both fell down consistently. Height and distance wavered past, the length of trees becoming a fast falling hue of green highlight all about then.It was clear where they both were. They had fallen from a cliff and around them were the medieval forest of a kingdom. The castles in the background and the sound of knights battling