Dembe again!
Soon as the eyes formed, the light flickered red while purple light brilliantly expelled the darkness suddenly. ‘I know your pain, Dembe! And I can help. The one you seek. The Blood Domination System Host can be conquered.’ “Uh?!” Dembe gasped. He blinked. And the room vanished. A foreboding feeling swole within him as he carefully looked around his new environment. Purple lights flickered everywhere, with occasional blitzes of darkness here and there. He stared ahead, gulping as he beheld the figure of a feminine lady of blue, staring him in the face.“Uh… who are you?” ‘I am…’ The lady paused. ‘What has always been. The custodian of your power. Guardian of your Core. And now, one with Core and Computer.’“I don’t understand… Y-you’re my System?” Dembe gasped, taking an uncertain step backwards.‘I was known as System. Formerly. But, I share your fears and pain. I won't lose again.’ “W-wait, you felt my dream?” ‘I simply felt the fluctuations of your mind. The frequency of a c
He knew he had to keep an eye on him. That was what mattered. The very fact that he had been able to seal his systems as something that would not have been possible. He pulled a stunt to make that happen. Thanks to the fact that Blink in sight. Perhaps, if he was not there, then he may not have pulled that feat.Monsieur Dayo sighed as he rested his back against the door. With the girls in there with Frank, the Latino seemed to be very relaxed.’or at ease, whichever applied to the situation in there. And he was very curious.It was not like Frank was hiding anything from him. At least, that was what he got from the examination tar he carried out in him. Who knew if indeed he was hiding things from him?Still, nobody knew. The best that could happen now was that things would happen without his knowledge- Frank’s. And when that occurred, he would be there to observe that. At least, he needed to collect every detail of information right before he returned to the System Bureau Facility w
VHUP! All that was left of Void was gone in an substantive. Lekan exhaled bitterly as he dropped to his knees. He was weak from standing and at the same time, he was very angry with himself. He had had enough just of that. Enough of people leaving with only very little for him to get by with. Enough of leaving him to try to figure things by himself.If the blonde haired white boy was really that eager to share information with him, the. Why did he give him the bits that were not enough? There was scarcely nothing in there for him to get by with. And this was not something that you just told someone and vanished. Not when you just said that a lot of people wanted him dead. Who were these people? What had he done to them? And how would he be able to defeat them? What was the end game? What did they want with him? Was it some issue they had with his father or what now?A lot of things pondered in his heart as he remained on his knees. His whole essence churned with anger as he thought
He had to get away from here. The only thought that continued to echo out from his rapidly pounding heart was this. Standing on his shaky legs and his exhausted muscles, he knew that this was the only thing that he had to do . And he had to do it very soon. The sooner he put some distance between himself and this place, the sooner they would be able to get out of reach of whoever was watching them. At least, if not for the safety that they needed, they also would have to get out of the range of being detected by the doctor. Killing two birds with one stone. Howvever as he looked at her, he saw the questions she’d gathered in her mind. New ones which he was yet to answer. You could tell from the wrinkles of her forehead and her lips which appeared to be twisted as if she was lost in thought. There were a lot of them in her face but so far, she was quiet. That was good. He was not sure if he could stomach another barrage of questions for her. At least, until they could get into the
“Hey!” The boy with one arm before but now with two arms pointed to her. “I don't suppose I know you.” He said. Helen inhaled while she smiled sweetly at him. It wasn't his fault. A lot of people did not know who she was in this place. And while she was here, with the resources that they had at their disposal, she was always sure to keep this in mind. It was why she never got angry over things like this. Even though when she found out about them, she was promised to be in a place where everyone would know who she was. They lied. And fortunately for them, she was not that eager to let out her frustration on everybody else. “Yes, you don't know me. But you on the other hand,” She smiled even wider while gesturing to him. ‘Everybody knows you. You are the bi that nearly destroyed the facility where you were.w That takes a lot of balls. Oooooh!” She exhaled sharply now. “Are you some sort of secret project that the Bureau has been doing?” She asked him. “Oh, no, Hellen, stop that.'
Some minutes earlier. ====================== “What are you doing here, Bumju?” Everyone who was anyone knew who Prof BumJu was. And what it meant for him to just appear in the scene. He wasn't exact;y the type of person whom you would meet on a normal day to day activity scale. He was more reserved and would rather not step out unless it meant business. And business for him did not necessarily mean Business for the people who he had to meet with. Most of the time, it was because he had an assignment to carry. An inquisition to probe into. The result of such inquisitions were oftentimes never nice. Nobody ever wanted to see him, if they were actually telling the truth. Add the essence of what his presence meant to the bad jokes he occasionally told. And his nonchalance to things around him. Altogether it made him a very unpleasant person to be around. Not that he cared so much about that. The one thing the prof comforted himself with was that only those who had something i
It was just business for him. He never took it personal. So even when they called him all sort of unpleasant things, Professor Bumju simply went by what he had to do.They cannot stop the truth from showing up. This was his mantra, within his heart. It helped him up whenever he did hit rock bottom, emotionally.. After all, in the end, he was only human. And having to be stigmatized as an omen of bad news did rub him off in some ways.Though what could be care? As far as he did his work well. As far as the ones who had Systems were wary of him, then he was fine. It was a form of power that capitalized on the fear of his presence. Something that he was sure if he had a system, he would never ha eyasted it. He heaved as he stomached the saucy tongue of Leslie. He’d just gone out from the audience of the man in charge of the Research Facility belonging to the Bureau, some where in Africa. It was not one that he would term as ideal based on how Monsieur Dayo kept in persisting on being a
“This is fun!” Lekan could not help but agree.The sort trickle of laughter from Favor as she ran into the restaurant was enough to warm his heart. It was like having Blessing, all over.. And in many ways than it, it brought a smile to him.There was Blessing who was always around for him. If not for her, he would have had a very boring existence. Not that he cared about it, but so long as he had his father then, there was no normal for him.It was always about his father, rambling about why he was doing poorly in school. For heaven’s sake, Lekan chose Science just to satisfy his old man who was late now. And even at that, the old man was never satisfied. Almost everything he did at home, when back from the holidays seemed to get to him. This further implemented an ideology that he had to do nothing engaging in the house. Certainly nothing that consisted of fun. With Blessing in the picture, that changed.Now, with Favor in the picture, the sense of danger that has covered him sinc
His vision was not like this. The future had changed. Lekan realized that now as he stood with the Mana blockers in tow. He locked eyes with Blesing who continued with her spell, unbothered by the fact that he was hee. And the strange creature of a woman that he had grown to be familiar with, in the red flowing gowns seemed to be urging her on. Whatever Blessing was doing, the woman in the red flowing gown seemed to need it quite urgently. He could not shake off the bad feeling about it. And the sensation that's why was his opponent. The feeling that he had had to fight her in a distant future. A future which a snow repeating itself for him, His vision waived now. The things he saw changed in a blink. In this time, he saw himself on the ground and a council which held over his head. They deliberated one thing about him and how to ensure that the timeline changed. {See the prologue} It felt very familiar to him. And this time, Lekan could not deny that this happened. Understand
Lekan got out of the building. Frost things first, he would get to make sure that blessing was alright, then he would make sure that the Bureau was set right. He did not want to run. Not away from it. He had been running for far too long and look what that led him to? What if as I ran away, more things started to happen to innocent people? People like Keder, the Bureau stealing her life and youth from her. The anger started to boil in him that he did not know when he started to run towards Blessing. The latter continued her spell as more and more mana started getting sucked into it. ‘ Just then, two people landed down from a building. One Of them having purple tattoos on her back faded off into nothingness. While the other one pumped his legs towards Lekan. Itw as Frank and Lekan. In no time, Frank caught up with Lekan and with strong hands, he hoisted him from behind. “What?” Lekan gasped out. His arms locked up from behind his back.. By the time he turned backwards, he
Just like it started, in the suddenness of the day, it ended. Relief swept across the ranks of the system bureau in one accord. They could all sit back and take in gasps of air. They had one priority while trying to ascertain what they were up against. They Had one thing which they had to do. And thaw was what they carried out all diligently. The safety of those who weep with them. THose who did not know what it meant to be system holders as they could not effectively fight back. Those who needed to be helped just because they did not have a system to start with. This was the priority of the higher ups in the actions. Only fighting back when they had no chance. All hope had been cast on monsieur Dayo and the actions he had been doing at the Research Facility. The research which had kept him busy back then, the same thing which had made him invulnerable to any threat which came from the council towards his being. It was in this moment that he would prove his mettle and hsi wor
She saw him. This was not like the threat that they had just faced down but it was still a threat for them. She glinted in anger as she started to run now. Ignoring the call of the other girls as they realized that the other demon had vanished as well. Thai was not their fight, at least, until they received further instructions from Monsieur Dayo on what to do next. His body scaled through the broken down side of the walling of the class snow. With her body still in drive now, she drove her hands to the stomach part of the demon. With quick succession ,she dealt multiple mana blocking blows there and then. The diamond screeched and the result was concluded immediately. It fell down with a thump as it revealed her to the people in the classroom now. And to the one she was looking to see. ‘Lekan!” Blessing called out with excitement in her face. “Blessing?” Lekan turned around with surprise in his eyes. He was hardly taken aback with many things. He knew that something would
Earlier on…. When he got the summon from Monsieur Demas, Dayo knew it was pretty serious. It wasn't something to be taken lightly. Especially when they had just crossed a milestone now. The unveiling of the Bureau would just be out there. This would be a major setback, if they did not handle it well. And so, he let go of the grudge he had with Monsieur Demas. After all, beyond their conflict and personal interest, they still had a duty to the System Bureau. They had to fly its flag and answer the summons against anything which was out there to bring it devastation and destruction. And this summon was just one of them. He braced for combat., literally. Donning his costume as what they knew of him as The Switch. He had to be ready for just anything and that included what he wore. This time, things would be different, Msnier Dayo said to himself even as they poured into the System Bureau. They would not have to depend on him alone in the combat of whatever they had to face. This
His words brought courage to all of them. Even Lekan himself could not help but feel fired over the words that he spoke. Perhaps, now, the perspective n of Donald by the people of his special class would change now. Change for the better, no doubt. The demon lady is frustrated. She shook her head, stomping her legs as her four arms slapped down on her waist now. “ Oh No! I hate this. Don't you play tricks o0n me>” he growled out as the decoy which she held in her hands now faded into nothingness. It was not the prey she wanted. And it infuriated her. “wEe need space.” Donald mentioned now. “Helen, your turn.” he called out. Immediately Helens dropped down to the ground. She slapped her hands flat out on the floor and then with a chant, her eyes went dark. All blacked out. “Shadow domain.” Dark circles appeared on the ground. They grew instantly with the demon lady with in the center of it now. The circles expanded instantly, merging into one gigantic black shimmering cir
The moment he got to know about the invasion of demons in this place; the first thing he did was to find a way to reach Leslie. He pretty much was trying to find his way about things in this place. And the only one who had shown the willingness to show his way around was none other than Leslie. Frank heaved as he held his right arm. It has healed over the time since the last time he had to get physical with anybody. And thankfully, there had been no cause for him to get involved with any fight. That is, he assumed Lee Min must have learnt his humility and then stayed to himself afterwards. He smiled to himself over this thought now. In the time past, he never did see himself as someone who would have to avenge anybody but now, it was becoming sort of his motto. Not like he was complaining about it. After all, the responsibilities of a King were numerous. And he had to exact them with the proper justice that was needed for each situation he found himself in. “What do we do?” HE
Power in the hands of chaotic beings is just a lower sample of hell. The demons surged about, numerous in their numbers as they screeched and roared. The unlucky humans who got up in their paths were gobbled up, eaten and then regurgitated as pieces of bones and blood. Fear gripped the ranks of the Bureau. In all their times of weidling systems, they never did expect to run into something like this. It has always been about fighting humans. Humans who would go against the way of things of the Bureau. Those who would flaunt the order of things. Those who would would want to thwart the general agenda of the Bureau. Never about things of this proportion. Never about misshapen beings that looked like a hybrid of several creatures. Black with wings, baleful eyes of red with poor patchwork of muscles over long bones for the ones who walked. Those ones measured several meters high, even as much as 8ft tall. The ones who flew were the smaller ones. Having the likelihood to apes, flying
Helen sighed, patting the black crop top she had on. The action brought focus to her belly button,the size of a water drop, externally. . It was slightly larger than normal. A phenomenon which was referred to as ‘dodo’ by his country's people. Oftentimes it was used as a term for light hearted mockery. But sighting it on her, the confidence at which she exuded even with it being exposed, it triggered him sexually. He loved her personality. The way she carried herself even though she knew she was not the best. But still had some air of confidence, as well as a bit of empathy. The fact that instead of leaving outrightly with him, she stayed behind to let him clear his head was lovable. Unlike someone who knew. The person of Lady Beatrice. She cared very less whether you’re anted to be teleported or not. As long as she had you in mind to transport, that was what she carried out. Consent or not. “You.” A raspy voice sounded now. It had a tone that spoke of humor and at the same time m