The screen dissolved and Shawn returned to his present moment. He stared at the knife for quite some time before coming to a decision.
“Father once said that true healing could make a person immortal, even the cut-off limbs can be healed. Is my healing the same?” He wondered as a crazy idea popped up in his head but he still hesitated.
“I already died once. Why should I be scared of losing a limb? Black Heart won't be scared.” he muttered as he decided to go through with his test.
He took the knife and cut off one of his fingers. Even though he felt some pain, it was nothing compared to the pain he felt when he died. It felt rather soothing and bearable for him.
His severed finger was still lying on the ground but another finger had grown up in its place, which was just like the old one. It only took a minute for it to happen.
“This is so amazing,” he commented as his ocean eyes sparkled.
“It had to be, for me to still be alive. This should be the reason I'm still living.”
«Tsk! Host was injected with the revitalization serum, advanced healing serum, and Immortality elixir before Host regained his lost life.» The system explained in a mocking tone.
Shawn thought about it and chose to believe in the system. That can only be the reason he got this healing power, it was granted by the system. He looked down at the knife which was still dripping blood in his hand.
He was just about to throw away the knife when he noticed that the knife had started decaying already. He waited until it was destroyed. Within moments, the knife turned to dust.
“This? The power of decaying? Mother's power?” Shawn exclaimed as he stared at the ashes of the knife. He had another power? What was happening? His shock only grew stronger.
“I have both Physical and Elemental powers? I'm I a warlock?” Shawn muttered, then tears spilt from his eyes, paired with a soft smile.
It had been his dream to be a Warlock. He wished to be like his father ever since he began to hear stories about him.
He still remembered the moment he first heard about Warlocks. It was his mother who had taught him about this. She told him there were many Variants in this world but very few Warlocks. To be a Warlock, one needed to have more than one power of each type; Physical and Elemental. Even his mother was not a Warlock. She was only a sorcerer as she had two elemental powers and no physical. After hearing how great his father was for being a Warlock, he started desiring the same.
His dream was finally complete, albeit he had no one to share it with. The people he wanted to show it to were already dead. He had no family left. He couldn't help but drop to his knees as tears filled his eyes. He stared at his hands for quite some time. His vision was already blurry because of the tears. His face was full of emotions. He looked into the distant horizon as he said
“Thank you for the gifts, father, and mother. Although you made me capable of living, I'm sorry but I won't be walking on the path that you chose. I am sure if you guys were here today, you too would want the same for me.” he stayed in that position for close to ten minutes before he stood up.
“Azazel. I want to know how I will be able to grow stronger!” Shawn spoke out loud to the system.
«Host does not need to yell to get my attention. Telepathic communication is possible.» the system responded in his head.
“Fine! How do I grow stronger?” Shawn repeated the question in his mind.
«It's simple. The host has to have a goal for himself. Host's goals must lead to world domination. The system will aid the Host to grow stronger by assigning tasks related to the Host's goals. Every task completion gets awarded Havoc points. Havoc points can be used to strengthen Host.» the system replied.
“Okay. What's next?” Shawn asked but the system didn't reply, instead, words and numbers appeared in front of Shawn.
«This is Host's Standardized Test of Advancement and Talents or STATs for short.» The system explained. Shawn stared at the words and he marveled at what he saw.
«Ding!
DEMONIC SYSTEM
Name: Shawn Zach Kaleb
Age: fifteen
Race: Inhuman
Status: Warlock
Havoc points: 0
Strength: 250
Speed: 200
Control: 200
Skill: Immortality, Advanced Healing, Decay, ??, ??, ??, ??
Main quest: Dominate this world (0%)
Side quest: Host's vendetta (0%)
Overall Demonic power: 0% (weak)»
Shawn read it over again just to be sure he wasn't dreaming. One had to know that an average human had the strength and speed of 40 to 60, while Variants had from 70 to 150. Why was his own different?
“Azazel? Any explanation?” Shawn asked the system.
«Due to the revitalization serum, Host's body had been cleared of all impurities, therefore unlocking most of the hidden skills inside of Host.» the system replied and went silent again.
“So I always had these powers? but they were just locked,” he said and then looked himself over.
“I have to leave here.”
Shawn continued walking for over seven hours before he saw the nearest town. His stomach had started growling long ago; now that a town was here, it growled more. It was as if it was telling Shawn to eat.He entered the town. There was still the lab's patient robe on his body which looked even dirtier as if he was a beggar. He tried to look for a place to get something to eat.Seeing a small restaurant after searching for a long time, he decided to enter the place.As soon as he stepped inside the restaurant, he attracted the attention of the waiter.“What do you need, boy? This is not a place for kids to enter. If you don't have money, then scram out of here!” the waiter of the small restaurant told Shawn as he walked towards him.Due to malnutrition and lack of sleep, Shawn looked so scrawny and a bit small, unlike kids his age.“I need food,” Shawn said to the waiter, but the guy refused even to listen.“Can a beggar like you even have money? Scram out before I cut your legs!” the
The ash fell on the ground and covered the floor. If the people here hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that the ash lying in Shawn's feet happened to be a young living man until a minute ago.«Havoc point 1 obtained»Ignoring the people, Shawn gazed at his hand as he muttered“Strengthening?”He could feel that his body had more strength than he had before he died. Not only was he able to toss the waiter like he was a toy, but what happened after that also proved the same thing. He realized that his strength was much higher than the man's since he couldn't even feel any resistance from the man.He hadn't tested it before, but now he realized something. This power of strength, wasn't it something his father had before? If so, why wasn't it recorded in his Stats?“Azazel! My stats window.”«Ding!DEMONIC SYSTEMName: Shawn Zach KalebAge: fifteen Race: InhumanStatus: WarlockHavoc points: 2Strength: 250 Speed: 200 Control: 200 Skill: Immortality, A
The ones who hadn't noticed his wounds heal also saw him stand up suddenly. Their laughter was replaced with dread.“Wh.. what? Can he even heal from that? It's impossible!” someone spoke on behalf of everyone as the table turned yet again.Once again, the fear chained the hearts of people as they realized that the man they faced wasn't a normal Variant, but something else entirely. They had never heard of a Variant who could heal himself.Just what was he exactly? How could he heal himself? Was he even a human?Questions piled up inside their minds, making their thoughts go haywire, but they couldn't find any possible answers to satisfy their piqued curiosity.Shawn looked at the man who had fired the shot and began striding towards him.Big Joe was stunned to see Shawn alive and moving as if nothing happened. Before that, he didn't feel scared, but now? He wasn't only feeling scared, he was feeling a chill run down his spine as his feet froze in place. But he was too stubborn to giv
Everyone was dead except one person. Only a single person remained in the restaurant, which was filled with dead bodies and ashes. The slaughter Shawn had committed was frightening, but he didn't feel even the slightest remorse. He had just killed a lot of people but he didn't regret it in the least. He didn't feel anything. His heart was utterly emotionless now, and his face showed the same. He looked exactly how the Vengeance god Black Heart looks when he kills; Ruthless and Domineering.His blank stare scanned the place and stopped right at the last person who remained.“Stop! I have already called the Anti-Rogue Variant! The ARV will be here to catch you soon; you should escape while you still can. If you waste time on killing me, you won't be able to escape in time!” the man spoke, trembling, but his warning didn't stop Shawn.Seeing Shawn not stopping, the man became even more nervous. He couldn't find anything else that could protect him, but he thought of giving it one last sh
System welcomes Host back to the present world.»Shawn still couldn't comprehend what he had just witnessed. Vengeance god Black Heart had been betrayed by his allies, he was stabbed in the back and tossed down to his death, but before that, he had sent the system to someone else; Him.“Truly there is none I can trust. Be it humans, variants and gods.” Shawn said with a stoic expression.His gaze roamed around the entire interior of the restaurant. As far as he could see, there were only ashes and dead bodies left. Only red and grey could be seen all around him. He lowered his head and noticed the robe he was wearing. It was the same one he had received in the facility. The only difference was that the mostly white robe was now covered with holes and bloodstains.Gazing at all the bodies lying all around the room, Shawn's eyes were filled with the same blank, emotionless expression. Not even an ounce of regret flashed through them as he maintained a stoic expression.Even after sweepi
Shawn left from the South exit of the town in the direction of Jacksonville Florida without looking back. He was determined to find his home even if it meant searching the whole city.He was unaware that a few minutes after he left, three helicopters infiltrated the sky, flying in from the north. The helicopters stopped near the restaurant and remained stable in the air, fifteen feet above the ground.The helicopter's doors swung open as around twenty people jumped out without any harnesses, sticking to a flawless landing. The way they did it showed that it was a daily routine for them to jump out like that. One of them stood a few steps ahead of the others, facing the restaurant. From the aura he emitted, it signified him as the leader.The man seemed to be in his late twenties. His head was full of short flaming red wavy hair that scattered around his forehead. They made him stand out amongst the crowd because of his unique colour.Wearing a long black coat on top of his black pants
Ratatatata!Zip! Poof!Gunshots rang in the air as my team and I engaged in a firefight against the Somalia militia troops. Someone must have leaked out information as it seems these guys were waiting for us, and we walked right into an ambush.“I fucken knew this will happen! Never trust the Nigerian government! Bunch of saboteurs!” Risky cursed as he swooped down beside me to dodge a bullet. I had a hunch something like this would turn up, but I didn't expect it to reach such an extent. These Somalians brought a battalion to deal with just seven people... Who the hell comes with three hundred soldiers with seven ex-soldiers?“Father! Shall we retreat!?” Erik's voice sounded via the airpod we use.“Negative! Proceed as planned. I will draw their fire, Starlet you do the same, the rest of you plant those bombs in the places we've marked.” I said and moved towards a few soldiers who were busy with setting up for the mortar attack.“I will start by taking out that mortar! you lot better
Vin Fuery's red eyes were fixed on the restaurant all the time as if he was trying to scan inside the restaurant through the concrete walls.“Let's not waste any more time. Time to get to work. We have a rogue variant to catch.” he commanded as he pushed the door before stepping inside the restaurant. The others followed suit.“Looks like we are already late.” a man mumbled. He was in his late twenties and also next in line in command after Vin Fuery.“Florence, we have to do a clean sweep of this area.” Vin Fuery said to the man who had mumbled earlier. Vin Fuery had also noticed the bodies and his eyes turned dark, followed by an unreadable expression on his face.“There seems to be no one alive in here.” Vin Fuery muttered under his breath.Sigh!He walked over to one of the bodies and examined it closely.“As expected. This is the work of a variant and a strong one at that.” Fuery said as he pointed at the man's broken ribcage.“But why would a strong variant cause such a massacre