Soul Eater

A Nightmare You Don't Wants to See

“Hmm… what a shame this territory had to be destroyed!” A person was hovering above the clouds with pure white wings like a dove, he was observing a small village that looked like a toy. “Master Zeradas is terrified of this village! What actually happened?” The man then raised his right hand.

Massive clumps of energy began to appear, the energy was in the form of a giant black ball. Everyone in the village became pensive at the strange object that was above their heads.

Shshhhs!

Then…

"Uh? What's that sound?"

Kaboom!

A big explosion occurred. The explosion swept away the houses of the residents, no one could survive the explosion, everything was flattened in the blink of an eye.

“Huh… I think it's all over!” A satisfied smile appeared on the man's face watching the humans who just vanished. “There will be no survivors from the Great Force. Now I better head back!” The man then immediately left the location.

***

Everything is level with the ground. The houses were destroyed, there were no buildings left and all living things in the village had died.

"Urrgh!"

However, not all the creatures that lived in the village disappeared. There was a strange movement from one of the rubble buildings.

“Cough! Cough!” The body of a young boy managed to get out of the pile of buildings. His eyes widened in shock after realizing whether the area around him had been leveled. “W-What happened?”

Confusion swept over his body. He started to stand and inspect his former home. At one point, he encountered a very sad sight. A face covered in blood with bulging eyes that lay on the spiky wood of the former house building.

"Ugh!" The child sat down with a face full of shock. "M-Mom!"

Yes, the scene was his mother stuck in a spiky stick. His mother's face looked so tormented. The mother who gave birth to him and that face he had not seen in years.

At three o'clock, not far from his mother's location, there was a body that had been crushed from the face to the waist by the rubble of the building. Blood filled the location of the body.

Once again the terrible reality must be accepted by him. Indeed, the corpse's face was destroyed, but the clothes used were very familiar to his eyes.

"Father!" said the child softly. He didn't know how to express his sadness.

All this time he was always crying and no one ever understood his feelings. “Huh…!” It's just watching the two people die the heart in his body is like being torn apart

Now he didn't know where else to go, everything he had was gone. His footsteps continued to walk without a destination.

Whereas before this he planned to go and explore the world. But, with thoughts mixed with sorrow such a thing would be impossible for him to think about.

Three days later…

A rainy day will not stop his footsteps. His vision began to fade, his face had also become very pale. “Grruuu!” The sound of the stomach growling.

His eyes glanced around, there were only trees and green grass that could be seen. A few days before he found a small village, but while there people became afraid after seeing his hands that looked like monsters.

Not only insults and insults were received, but some physical attacks such as throwing stones. Moreover the residents also chased him with sharp weapons. Luckily he was able to escape the pursuit of people.

Not only insults and insults were received, but some physical attacks such as throwing stones. Even the residents also chased him with sharp weapons. Luckily he was able to escape the pursuit of people.

"Brack!" As a result of being too weak his body had already reached its limit. He fell like a tree that should have died.

“Oh… it's been raining hard lately! It feels so cold!” An old man was walking on a street, he then saw the body of someone lying helpless. “Body?” The old man naturally became shocked. He rushed to check on the person's condition.

"No, he's not dead yet!" By stretching the person's body, he could confirm that the person was not dead. Movements originating from the heart in the body provide information that the person is still breathing. "Thankfully, he's still alive. Uh?" He fell silent after noticing the extremely terrifying right hand. "This…!"

The old man then picked up the young boy and carried him home.

***

"Ugh?" In his subconscious, he remembered clearly the times that happened. The strange sound that kept ringing in his ears then the faces of the people who were screaming hysterically and then the blast wave reached his body.

He started to open his eyes with a shocked face filled with sweat. "Where am I?" His eyes rolled left and right. A room made of wood, there was nothing in the room other than a few piles of worn-out books.

“Oh…!” An old man then entered the room. "You're awake!" Seemed happy the old man saw the child he saved had opened his eyes.

“W-Who are you?”

“Hmm… wouldn't it be rude to ask the person who helped you like that?”

“Sorry, I was just feeling surprised. Where exactly am I?" He felt guilty. Moreover, he had not interacted with other people in a long time, a feeling of nervousness overtook him.

“You better eat this first!” The man gave a bowl of food to the boy.

A bowl containing some potatoes mixed with sweet water. The food is very simple, but it is enough to give a feeling of fullness in the stomach that is already hungry.

“Th-Thank you!” The boy felt indebted, after being saved by the old man and given food. The boy tried to hide his right hand. A hand that looks like a monster's hand and surely the old man would throw himself if he saw that hand.

"Um? You don't have to hide those hands! I saw it earlier!” The old man casually gave understanding to the child.

The boy fell silent with wide eyes. "For the first time anyone is not afraid to see this hand!" All this time, the child's hand has always been something that is scary when seen by others.

“Get some rest! Your body is still not so good!” At the end of the sentence the man said before he left there was a sad look as if he was thinking about something.

***

The next day…

The weather is still raining heavily. “Huh… looks like there won't be any more sunshine today!” Sometimes he misses the warm sun especially the bright clouds that always give a hope to keep moving forward.

“Ignis Incensus Est!”

In the middle of the sound of the rain that was so noisy there was a strange sound. The sound does not come from the sound of the wind or nature singing, but the sound created by someone's mouth.

The boy became curious, immediately he looked for the source of the sound. The voice came from the basement.

When he peeked through the door, it turned out that the voice came from the old man who had saved his life. The old geezer let out fire from his right hand. A huge fire that could form a dragon. The fire only lasted for a moment and then it disappeared like it was being blown away by the wind.

The old man felt that someone was watching him, he instantly turned toward the stairs. "Huh? A glimpse of shadow just seen by him.

__To Be Continued__