As consciousness crept back, I struggled to my feet, unaware of how I'd ended up on the cold marble floor. A sudden jolt of fear shot through me when I saw an ashen, furry arm where my human one should be."What in the devil's name?!" I exclaimed, horror etched on my face.Stunned, I examined my transformed body. I had become a wolf-like creature, but with a twist – my physique was eerily humanoid. No razor-sharp fangs or protruding saberteeth marred my features, unlike the werewolves I knew or those depicted in movies.Perplexed, I wondered why my transformation differed. Was it because I hadn't yet reached the threshold of a thousand human kills, a milestone Mahjong had achieved? Did that explain the incomplete transformation?Curiosity got the better of me. I flexed my new arm, marveling at the incredible strength coursing through me. My senses had heightened, too.But what exactly was I now? Not a full-fledged werewolf, that much was clear. An anomaly, perhaps?This transformation
The meeting hall erupted in a thunderous chorus: "Good morning, Sir!"I stood frozen, taken aback by the sudden outburst. Before me, Starlet, Erik, and the KWE commanders dropped to one knee, their heads bowed in reverence."We greet the Vengeance god, Black Heart!" they declared in unison.Their words hung in the air, awaiting my response. But I was dumbstruck.My gaze swept the room, searching for answers. Why were they addressing me with such deference? And how did Focus and Risky, who should be hundreds of miles away, suddenly appear beside Elixir?Something was amiss.I turned to Starlet, seeking clarification. Her eyes met mine, shining with an unwavering loyalty."Erik?" I asked, hoping he'd provide some insight.But Erik's expression mirrored Starlet's – steadfast devotion.The kneeling commanders awaited my acknowledgement, their faces hidden behind bowed heads.How did this unfold? What had transpired in my absence?With growing unease, I realized I was trapped in a web of u
As I descended into the basement, the swordsman's gesture allowed me to pass. Three days had elapsed since the pivotal meeting with the commanders, but beneath the surface tranquility, a tempest brewed. Only the highest echelons of KWE understood the impending turmoil.The dimly lit room enveloped me, and my gaze fell upon eight females huddled together, their faces etched with fear. Their ages ranged from twenty to twenty-three, a uniformity that raised questions. My attention, however, focused on the individual calming them – a woman whose presence commanded attention.Time seemed to stand still as I absorbed her features. Her beauty was mesmerizing, a masterpiece crafted with meticulous care. The phrase "flawless beauty" barely did her justice. Her tranquil demeanor and soothing words were the anchor holding the group together, and I sensed she was the target.“Please you can't keep doing this, you can't keep raping us like this.” the target; Diamond Johnson spoke. Her voice sounde
Fear had reduced the girls to a state of paralyzed silliness, their eyes wide with terror. Even the normally composed Miss Diamond Johnson recoiled, her retreat halted only when her back made contact with the coarse, unforgiving wall.«divinity +1»«divinity +1»«divinity +1»«divinity +1»«divinity +1»«divinity +1»«divinity +1»«divinity +1»Huh? Another eight divinity tokens? Is it so easy to raise divinity? Or perhaps the girls now see me as a real god. I didn't dwell on it, I stared intently at two of the traitors beside the platoon commander, two seconds later their heads exploded, their headless bodies slumped on the cold floor while blood and mucus splattered on the floor and on the walls behind them.«Heat vision successfully used»The girls screamed again and two girls amongst them fainted while the others were either vomiting or crying to be sent home. Again I didn't dwell on it nor adhered to their pleas as they were the one who requested for this.I focused on the platoo
The meeting hall's solemn atmosphere was punctuated by Erik's tardy entrance, file in hand, and a triumphant smile spreading across his face."Apologies for the delay," Erik began, "but I bring crucial updates. Alhaji's been eliminated, with three casualties on our end. However, I've pinpointed the primary target: MacArthur, alias Diamond, currently residing in City R."Elixir's eyes sparkled with anticipation."Commander, give the word, and Starlet and I will retrieve MacArthur seamlessly. My charms are irresistible." She batted her eyelashes, her tone husky.A chuckle resonated from the corner of the room."Elixir, Father's immune to your seduction," a voice teased. "Tread carefully with your 'no man can resist' claims."The tension dissipated, replaced by a hint of amusement.“We really shouldn't be fighting, and I agree with Elixir, the both of us can actually bring in the worm with no problems whatsoever.”I sat there listening to the KWE elite members banter with each other. My
Erik's voice echoed through the KWE mansion's grand foyer. "Father, you've returned."I nodded, my eyes locking onto his. "The media?"Erik's expression remained impassive. "They're calling it the most brutal murder in history, Father."He handed me a slender white file. "Kelvin Nguyen is next. This contains everything we have on him."As I accepted the file, I studied Erik's face. The once-vibrant boy had given way to a man shrouded in pain and sadness. His eyes, now void of emotion, troubled me.The KWE mansion, our stronghold, loomed around us – a five-story fortress with reinforced steel, numerous rooms, training and meeting halls, and an expansive armory. But amidst this grandeur, my son's sorrow weighed heavily on my heart."Erik, walk with me," I said, turning toward the serene garden.As we strolled, the silence between us grew. I pondered Erik's future, knowing this life wasn't the one I wanted for him."Erik, what's troubling you?" I asked, breaking the silence."I sense it'
Pitch darkness shrouded the school, punctuated by screams and gunfire. I sat enthroned on a wooden chair, reveling in the chaos.Before me, Kelvin Nguyen waged a desperate battle against twelve obsidian soldiers forged from darkness itself. Their black armor seemed impervious to his bullets.Behind me, identical shadow soldiers stood guard, their presence a menacing echo of the ones Kelvin fought.With each narrowly avoided sword strike, Kelvin's odds of survival dwindled. His bullets merely ricocheted off the shadow soldiers' armor.In contrast, Kelvin's body bore the brunt of the battle. Lacerations crisscrossed his flesh, and blood streamed down his limbs.Kelvin's determination faltered with each passing moment, his movements slowing under the relentless onslaught.Yet, he refused to yield.“ARGHHHHH!” His scream echoed in the darkness as his right arm fell to the floor. The pain from his severed arm caused him to lose focus, thereby bringing him into a world full of pain as his
After checking out my status window, I decided to move on to the last target I have on my list: Ronald Oscar. I plan on making him a horror movie character. Taking out my phone, I dialled Starlet's number.“Change of plans, bring the other two to the Wardogs training room. I will also bring in Ronald Oscar as well. It's time for the world to witness a horror movie scene.”“Okay.” he replied. The click sound told me the line had been disconnected. I got everything ready and walked towards my PCJ600 powerbike.Do I really need to still find and kill these men? Yes I do.. every second they are living feels like a needle pricking my skin. Every day they are not dead feels like I'm merged into a boiling lake of lava. I have to make sure they all die an excruciating death, and I have just the perfect way to kill them.I inserted the powerbike key at the ignition interlock and startup the bike.'Time to hunt'*I stopped at Ronald's neighborhood. Taking off my helmet, I walked towards his ho