What Gerald fell through is a hole on the ground. There’s actually a trap door that’s in the middle of the second floor’s tiles. It isn’t noticeable and looks a lot like any other part of the floor. The gang obviously never knew about this. That’s why they even have a carpet placed in the middle of the second floor. Covering this same hole in the process and, it’s because of this same carpet that Gerald fell through.
The carpet covered him and prevented him from moving. Because of this, there’s nothing stopping the beating that came after. He felt something hard and heavy hit his body. He tried to fight back with his monstrous strength but, because of how sudden the whole thing is and, because of how effective the carpet is in minimizing his movement as well as blocking his vision, he isn’t able to fight back. The clobbering simply continued and as it did, Gerald kept on screaming.
“YOU’RE DEAD!” He said as he squirmed with all his might. But this threat of his didn’t work at all. If anything, it just made the battering heavier, faster, and stronger.
Gerald felt like an eternity has passed but, it didn’t actually take less than two minutes for the beating to stop. And it only did because he finally stopped moving and, with this, came blood that drenched the carpet.
“Man, you’re really a wild beast huh.” Daemon said as he used the metal beam on his hand as a staff. The teen is short of breath after having to hit his target consistently with a heavy object. But now he has one less person to worry about. All that’s left is Haze who, finally came at that moment.
“Stop!” Daemon heard the sound of a gun being cocked, along with a voice that he can’t mistake for anyone else.
“Hey, its been a while.” Daemon said as he turned around with a grin on his lips.
Sure enough Haze is there right on top of him. Peeking through the hole with a gun on his right hand and a flashlight on his left. This gave Haze a clear view of who it is that he’s talking to – making his eyes widen in shock.
“D-Daemon?”
“In the flesh.” Daemon made a step and, as soon as he did, a gunshot resounded.
“Don’t move! Don’t fucking move.” Haze frantically ordered as his shot missed – only being able to graze Daemon’s cheek.
“You really pulled the trigger on me huh. Guess our friendship meant nothing to you.” Daemon said.
“No. Y-You’re supposed to be dead.” Haze added.
“Ouch, and here I was thinking that you’d actually be glad that I’m alive.” Daemon replied.
Unlike Haze who’s in a state of shock, anxiety, fear, and confusion, Daemon’s mind is completely clear. He can think straight even with the threat of being killed by Haze being as real as could be. With the gun still pointed at him.
“Where’s Gerald? What did you do with him?” Haze asked.
“He’s here.” Daemon said, tapping the carpet with his steel staff.
“Y-You killed him?”
Daemon watched as the color on Haze’s face paled. Just like Grant, facing him has hardwired the brain of the teen into thinking that this is a ghost. And it’s a ghost that just clobbered Gerald.
“He’s still alive. I mean, he’s barely breathing but you can still take him to the hospital.”
“Get him up here.” Haze ordered.
“Or what?” Daemon asked as a second shot is fired.
This time it’s pointed to the ceiling so Daemon isn’t hurt. Haze simply used this to scare him. Though the tactic won’t work no matter how many bullets are fired. Not with Daemon being immune to all negative effects to his mind.
“Take him up before I really kill you.” Haze ordered as he cocked his gun again. “Now!”
Daemon breathed a deep sigh. “Goodness, we’re really doing this huh."
“P-Please Daemon. I won’t kill you. Just do as I say.” Haze’s voice began to shake and his eyes started getting watery as well. “I promise I’ll protect you this time.”
This made Daemon look at him one more time. They stared into one another’s eyes and, for a moment, Daemon could see the person he knew before. Making him almost want to forgive him… but he’s not taking any chances.
*RIIIIING*
A loud sound came from Haze’s back, making him turn his head for a moment to look at it. There’s no danger to his life after all. Daemon is below him and he has a gun pointed at the teen. He moved his head almost instinctively just to make sure that he isn’t in danger. And as soon as he did, another gunshot fired. But this time…it isn’t from his gun.
Haze turned to look and horror is drawn on his face as he saw Daemon holding a pistol. One which made three more gunshots before coming to a halt. Hitting Haze on his shoulder blade, his legs, his chest, and his arm.
“D-Daemon…”
Three more shots are fired by Daemon before he finally stopped. Hitting Haze in his other leg, his stomach and…his head. Haze dropped from where he stood and right into the same hole where Gerald is.
“You really thought I’d accept your apology after all this time?” Daemon released on least bullet into Haze’s temple. “Go fuck yourself.”
As soon as he did this, the bodies of both Haze and Gerald began to glow in a soft red light. As this happened, Daemon placed the gun he used over Haze’s body and continued watching as the bodies of these two that he murdered began to vanish from existence and, after three more seconds, nothing is left.
Gerald and Haze’s body both vanished. With this is the disappearance of the carpet around Gerald’s body and the gun that Daemon placed on top of Haze. A silence filled the air as soon as everything finished and, not a second too late, Daemon received his rewards.
[Congratulations! You have finished your first quest.]
Daemon felt a warmth at the core of his body. Right at his navel which slowly crawls towards every vein inside of him. A sensation that calmed him and revitalized his body. Washing away all of the sweat that built up from the ordeal he had to go through.It’s almost like he’s being reborn. That is the sensation in its simplest sense. Daemon’s body is going through rebirth which isn’t even a joke. His muscles began to form and show from his skin and even his height began to change, making him taller than he actually is. Then came the changing of his hair’s color – becoming ash gray. In the middle of a white and black color.His body is covered in steam and, this burns through all of the scars that he has across his body. Erasing each and every one without leaving a trace. Even the graze wound on his cheek began to heal. And with all of this happening, new notifications popped out.[New Skill Reward: Lesser Regeneration][Information: Grants greater healing that heals through surface wo
“What’s taking them so long?”Christian waited in the third-floor lounge. The moon’s already reached its peak and the noise made by the students having the time of their lives died down hours ago. The clock has passed twelve yet, Haze and Gerald haven’t given him any response yet.His phone is dead silent. Not even a single message is sent to him by the students in question. This wouldn’t piss him off as much if not for the fact that it’s past midnight.Both Yvonne and Damian have left an hour ago already. They told him to just rest and wait for a reply tomorrow but Christian doesn’t want to. He wants to get news right away and he wants it to be a positive one. After all, the pressure is on him since its his father’s candidacy that’s at stake here.“Those good for nothing bastards! I’m gonna skin them alive if I see them again!” He screamed again, thrashing the room and breaking an expensive vase within the room. Making one of the guards enter to look at what happened – one who has so
“Go fuck yourselves.”These are the words that came out of Daemon’s lips as soon as the requirement is explained to him. Something which he still refused to do. There doesn’t need to be an explanation why. Anyone would find this task outrageous, especially with all the laws governing society getting in his way. As well as the potential to get caught up in more danger once he kills the wrong individuals.[Astaroth (Asta): Whoa, easy with the language kid.][Baphomet (Baph): Yeah, why are you being so feisty all of a sudden? It’s not as bad as it seems.]“It is as bad as it seems.” Daemon defended though there’s really no need for him to do this for something that should be common sense. “You want me to kill a hundred more humans? How am I gonna do that?”[Asta: You’re exaggerating. Killing is basically how your cultivation system operates. You’d get to a hundred in no time at all.]I guess that part’s true. Daemon thought of this logically. He’s having an argument with the demons. He’s
The Academy. That’s the name of the most prestigious school existing within the Metropolitan city. All of the sons and daughters of wealthy and influential people, as well as the gifted students, all of these individuals are gathered here. And for a good reason.The quality of education within the Academy is second to none. Whatever talent or ability one has when entering or, even if someone doesn’t possess any, by the time they graduate, they will have everything they need to be successful in life. And by this, the most important aspect that’s gained by studying here is none other than connections.Every kind of connection that a person would need in his lifetime can be gained here. But that also means that this is a place where those connections can be lost as well. Since this is a school for the elites, there is a culling that happens within it as well. Where the weak do not stand the test of time and get expelled, kicked out, dropped, or voluntarily exits.Daemon never experienced
Entering the Academy is impossible for Daemon with just himself. The only way he was ever able to study there in the first place is because his parents already made a deposit for him. Securing his future in case anything happens to them.Now that’s gone. Daemon doesn’t have the funding of his parents because, he can’t just walk inside the academy again and proclaim that he came back from the dead. Even if this works, it’ll bring in a lot of problems for him. For starters, he may get abducted and experimented on by those that wants to live forever. Though this is an idea that seems to be on the extreme side, there are a lot of other reasons subtler compared to this.That’s why Daemon has to get back to the Academy on his own. A feat that is, as mentioned, impossible for Daemon with just himself… thankfully he doesn’t need to rely solely on himself.“So, you want to be our scholar huh.” A man wearing a white button down sat in front of a desk. He has properly combed hair that’s neatly s
“HAHAHAHA!” Leon roared in laughter. Echoing within the place where he, Daemon, and Jude.The vibrations made by the teen’s voice is so strong that, Daemon can feel his insides beginning to shake just from this alone. Indicating just how big of a threat this Leon guy truly is. But that’s all the more reason why he needs to continue with this plan of his.“That’s a good one. You said you’re going to fight me?” Leon said in an amused tone. Wiping a tear that’s formed in his right eye as he took a look around. “Are there cameras here? You trying to prank me or something?” Daemon’s being taken as a joke. It’s easy to dismiss his challenge as nothing more than this because of how he looks. Though he’s gained some weight and his height increased, his body isn’t fully developed for martial arts yet. He’s got a better-looking face now but, that doesn’t merit him anything in the said aspect.“No pranks.” Daemon said in reply with a flat expression on his face. “I’m serious about this. I want
The doors of the elevator opened again. Showing Daemon, the view of the top floor of the building. There are a total of six floors. The first is the lounge where Jude is located. The next four are training areas where potential scholars sharpen their skills to the utmost peak and, the last floor contains the rooms of the scholar candidates. As well as the room of the boss of the Elites.This is the same floor that Daemon is now stepping on. The same reason why he’s greeted by two bodyguards right away. Both of which have guns pointed at his face. Daemon isn’t fazed by this though, nor did he twitch even by a little. There’s nothing they can do that’d evoke any emotion in him. He’s way past this because of [Calm Mind].“The boss told me to come here.” Daemon said as he stared at both guards. He doesn’t know if they’re looking back because their eyes are covered with shades but, he knows that he has their undivided attention. Any person can guess this much especially if they have a gun
Everything happened quickly after Daemon’s acceptance to the Elites. The guards waiting for him outside the boss’s office came to fetch him and tended to his needs right away. Making him go back to the lounge and giving him food to eat. The first decent meal he had since he resurrected.As he enjoyed his meal, he can’t help but notice Jude from the corner of his eyes. This man is looking at him as if he’s a ghost now. After all, Daemon didn’t just survive meeting with the boss, he also came back to the lounge being treated as a seeming vip.I’m really getting all the attention huh; Daemon thought to himself as he continued to eat. Around thirty minutes passed and Daemon spent this time reading a book that’s also provided for him. There are a select number which he’s allowed to while his time one and he picked one that has piqued his interest now – the Ars Goetia. Though he isn’t able to spend much time on the book because of a person who came. “Is this him?” A female teen said, looki
The night is still young just as Daemon said. There is room for him to do a couple of things and, this is probably for the best. If he doesn’t act fast, then his enemies will be able to catch on to the news the following day. As soon as it spreads that the five transferees suddenly vanished, it would be close to impossible for him to make any moves any time soon.He can’t have this. It’s too early for Daemon to give up and, that is the reason why he has now come up with a plan for his revenge to continue flawlessly again. In fact, this is an idea that’s already floating in his head, even before he began the execution of the five transferees. That is, taking down the main target of the quest itself – Damian Silvers.Normally this would be impossible for Daemon to do. With everything that’s going on, it’d be safe to assume that Damian Silvers would be on his guard. But Dameon knows that nothing can be farther from the truth because, it is this very same appearance of the five transferee
One thing that Daemon didn’t lie about is the time limit. As soon as thirty minutes pass, the thing that’s stopping any signal and electricity from running in that building will stop. This limitation isn’t, by any means, the fault of Daemon’s ally, Cypher. No. In fact, Cypher can extend this hacking for as long as half a day’s worth of time.However, there are various reasons why they didn’t do this. The first is because, anything longer than thirty minutes will get the attention of the authority that handles the school. Inevitably, this will lead to the signal being traced back to the source. Meaning that Cypher would be found out and, Daemon can’t have something like this happening.The second is because, Daemon doesn’t actually need this much time. Not at all. Thirty minutes is more than enough for what he needs to happen. That is, to kill every member of Derek’s team – all five of them. Daemon didn’t show any mercy to these guys. Or perhaps he actually did.Though he did make Dere
A long stretch of silence surrounded Derek and Daemon. The eyes of Derek’s enemy is still stuck on his. Gazing at him as if seeing through his lies. He can feel the cold becoming all too personal. Touching his skin and digging through it violently.He felt his lungs seemingly begin lacking air. He can also feel his throat drying up. There are beads of sweat that are beginning to form all over his skin and, he can’t stop some of his fingers from trembling. Forcing him to clench them into a fist so as to hide this.Derek’s caught. He doesn’t know how something like this is possible with how meticulous he’s been throughout the whole week but, it seems that Daemon’s caught on somehow. Yet, even though this is the case, he still decided to feign ignorance. After all, as long as there’s no evidence, there’s no proof of the claim that Daemon is making.“What are you talking about Daemon?” He said. “Why don’t we just go back to eating huh? You shouldn’t joke about stuff like that. I don’t wan
The day of the mission’s execution finally came. Derek stayed in the rooftop, making sure that everything else is set before Daemon gets to the appointed destination. They all focused on their own roles and, frankly speaking, there was a bit of trouble with Lee who engaged with Bellatrix and almost fought her. This happened while Daemon was also with the said female so that could’ve led to something that none of the other four wanted.Thankfully, probably through some divine intervention, Lee didn’t push through with this act of stupidity. He stopped right before committing anything that’s irreparable for the mission. With that out of the way, everything proceeded flawlessly through the leadership of Derek.That being said, Derek is now waiting for everyone else to come at the rooftop. It’s almost time for Daemon’s execution but none of his four allies are there yet. Something that causes him a bit of worry especially since none of them are also answering their phones.The problem wit
Five days have passed. Within this time, Derek’s group has been carefully crafting their plan in order to kill Daemon. That is all that they came here for after all. With the weekends soon approaching they will finally get their chance into doing this.Naturally, it is Lee who is the most excited and thrilled. This teen has been waiting for his chance to have a go at Daemon after all. That’s the only reason he agreed to go along with this mission and, the same reason why he decided to goa long with Desmond’s plans.Though now that it is slowly getting closer and closer, Lee is getting more and more impatient. Each passing day, the only thing that you’d hear coming out of his mouth is how he wants to fight Daemon already. He talks about how he wants to do this as soon as possible so that he can show that he is superior in terms of fighting. All while him gaining the thrill from the bouts as well.Nevertheless, Derek decided that they should wait. After all, this whole ordeal has been c
While Daemon continued plotting and concocting all of his revenge bin the human world, the demon lords backing him up are having some time for themselves as well. Specifically, the three of them gathered for a sort conversation. It doesn’t happen often but, when it does, it means that all three of them are in a good mood. Something that doesn’t happen often because of Azzael’s temperament as well as Baphomet.Among the three of them, it is only Astaroth who is almost always positive. It’s a mystery for all those who know the demon lord how it is that he can keep being this way. After all, there’s nothing that can cause joy in the depths of hell. The only thing that exists there is darkness and suffering and yet, Astaroth remained the only creature capable of constantly being full f life and energy – a contrast to what he is. One of those given the role as the highest torturer of hell.The three demon lords gathered in Azazael’s abode. Instead of going to Astaroth’s where they normally
“What do you think?”Snake sat in the middle of a room with a large screen ion front of him. Here, Daemon Stark is being displayed. It shows the footage of Daemon’s fight in the forest, as well as the current data that’s held about the said boy.Beside him is the person that he’s talking to. A woman who has pronounced curves yet, has an aura that’d make any man turn tail and run. And this woman gave a response.“I think you didn’t send enough people.”The thing the woman is referring to is, of course, the mission that’s being done within the grounds of the Academy. She doesn’t believe that the five that are sent there would be enough to take down the target. They won’t be enough to eliminate the threat that is Daemon Stark.“Really now? Aren’t you overestimating the boy too much? Is that because you’ve taken a liking to him?” Snake joked.“Don’t act all friendly with me. We both know that I’m only here because of THEM.” The woman said in a hostile voice.“Of course. That’s why I’m kee
Classes in the afternoon ended well for Daemon. There’s nothing eventful that happened and he continued interacting with the five transfer students from the Viper Gang. He hates their guts of course and would like to get rid of them as soon as he can. But that is just not possible without the right preparations being in place.Part of this is getting more intel. The more information he has, the better his preparations will be. That’s why he’s doing just this. Gathering information from his most useful informant, none other than Yvonne Summers herself.The two of them met inside the student council room. It is already after hours so there are no students that would be coming here. Plus, nobody would dare enter the student council room on their own. Not with the rule being made that they can’t go there afterhours. Thus, the meeting of Daemon and Yvonne is secured. There is nobody else that would come. Just like every other time that this happened, Yvonne is at the mercy of Daemon Stark
The following day, Derek and the other five attended the classes. Before that, they had a short discussion over breakfast. Here, Derek specifically reminded them to not do anything that isn’t within the plans. His allies gladly agreed to this because they won’t have it any other way. Even Lee is the same though this person is a bit reluctant.That being said, they acted like regular students which isn’t hard to do actually. They just have to be normal and not create unnecessary friction. They need to stay lowkey as much as possible as well so that they don’t get any unnecessary attention. Though this last part is difficult to do because of what happened as soon as they stepped foot inside the room.“Hey guys! Over here.” Daemon said, waving his hands high up in the air and even standing. This made everyone else in the room look at Daemon, and then towards the five transferees. Forget not being noticed. Getting themselves together with Daemon is gonna make them as noticed as possible.