Daemon passed through the rooftop’s door and left it slightly ajar. As soon as he did, the student fell to his knees. His fingers are still trembling and his whole body feels cold and hot at the same time. A sensation that shouldn’t even be possible and yet there he is. He would’ve even thrown up if not for him stopping himself.
“This is a lot more nerve wrecking than I thought.” Daemon muttered to himself as he forced his body to get ack up. An attempt that proved to be unsuccessful right away.
There’s just no energy left in his legs after what he just did. Even with all the cocky talk he had with Astaroth about being ready to kill, in the end, he’s also human. Inflicted by the same plagues of morality that will eventually make it harder for him to extract the next parts of his revenge.
“I didn’t even have to kill him directly but I’m already left in this state.” Daemon chuckled. “I’m so pathetic.”
He really wanted to push Grant off the rooftop. He did. But he just doesn’t have enough will to push through with the act. Even leaving him bleeding out is already plaguing Daemon’s conscience. That’s why he needed to get away right before Grant dies.
Cold sweat continued forming around Daemon’s body. But the only thing he can think of is the death of Grant. This is the requirement for him to receive the [System] after all. But then, as he waited, another thought came across his head.
What if Astaroth lied? What if the person he met won’t actually give him powers but, just wants him to kill a person? What if all that Daemon gets from this is time in prison? What if this will only lead to more hardships for him. He can’t help but think of these things a she waited for he is only human and, all his life, he’s only received deception after all.
But this time it’s different. He didn’t make an agreement with another huamn. He made a deal with the devil. And a devil, even with all their malice, never lies.
[Congratulations! You have unlocked the System.]
A red game like screen appeared right in front of Daemon. This took him by surprise and made him hit the wall behind him. As soon as he did though, there is a strange feeling that overcame him. All of a sudden, the thoughts that lingered from killing Grant vanished completely.
He doesn’t feel lightheaded anymore, nor is he nervous about what he just did. What he has at that moment is more clarity than he’s ever experienced in his entire life. A calm that he now only enjoys and, the reason for this appeared on the same game like window.
[You finished the initial part of the Primary Quest]
[You have acquired a new skill - Mind Cleanse]
[Skill Information: Grants immunity from negative effects on the mind.]
Daemon can’t help but chuckle again after reading this. Now that the power is actually granted to him, he’s left in a state of disbelief.
[The Seed of Cultivation has awakened in your body.]
[Once all three parts of the First Quest is finished, the true cultivation will begin.]
“Cultivation huh.” Daemon murmured.
He remembered the conversation he had with Astaroth before he left. About how the cultivation is basically in the form of leveling up.
“That’s a concept I keep on reading on these novels. It’s actually pretty cool! Can you imagine getting powers through a game-like feature?” Astaroth said to him with much enthusiasm. “Anyway, it took me some time to gather all the powers necessary to even attempt this. So you better be grateful to me mortal.”
Now that he thinks about it, Astaroth is the first being that’s ever been good to him after his parents died. The funny thing about this is that Astaroth isn’t even a human. He’s a demon, though Daemon doesn’t know this as a fact yet. What he does know is that, he has two other parts of his quest that he needs to finish.
[First Part – Kill Grant]
[Completed]
[Second Part – Kill Haze]
[In Progress]
[Third Part – Kill Gerald]
[In Progress]
“So I just need to kill the three responsible for my murder huh? Sounds easy enough.” Daemon said nonchalantly.
The first skill he gained is working in full effect. He really doesn’t feel any negative effects at all. In fact, he’s already beginning to plot how he’s going to kill the other two. But just as he began to think of this, a flashlight suddenly hit the stairs.
“Hello? Is anyone up there?”
Daemon slowly got back to his feet. Normally, he’d bolt up because of nervousness but, [Mind Cleanse] helped him not feel nervous at that moment. Allowing him to think clearly on what he has to do.
“Hello?"
That’s the voice of the guard of the school’s night shift. Daemon’s able to bypass this person because he went through a blind spot he learned because of the bullies. This is where they’ll pass through whenever they take too long beating him up within school premises.Ironically, it’s the same route that Daemon used to take his revenge…and it felt good.
“I know someone’s up there.” The guard began to take steps up.
As he did, Daemon matched the steps with his own. Making the lightest of steps as he took off his shoes as well. He then went for the door of the rooftop which is just within reach. There is a mild creak that this would’ve created, if not for the fact that it’s still open.
This allowed Daemon to pass through without making any sound and, move as swiftly as he could to where he left Grant’s corpse. This is the biggest problem at the moment. He can easily hide himself but the corpse is a different matter altogether.
Time is of the essence and, thankfully, even with all of this happening, he can still think clearly. That’s why he isn’t shocked when Grant’s corpse is missing. A system message appeared in front of him at that moment but, Daemon doesn’t have time to read it because, in that moment, the guard’s light hit the rooftop.
“Hello?”The guard flashed his light across the whole of the rooftop. Looking thoroughly at the entirety of the place. As he did this, another person caught up to him. A second guard that he called to assist him.“Well? Found anything Brian?” The other guard asked as he also flashed his light, moving it across the parts where his partner’s light doesn’t reach.It’s not possible for them to get a blind spot because, even if someone moves to the darkest part of the rooftop where the light can’t reach, they can’t outrun the movement of the flashlight, nor predict where it’s headed. That being said, the two of them found nothing there. Not a single soul.“See?” Mark, the second guard said as he slapped the back of his partner’s neck. “I told you there’s nobody here.”“That’s strange. I could’ve sword I saw someone move up here.” Brian said, giving one last attempt at scanning the area. But to no avail. Other than the two of them, there isn’t anyone else there.“Cut that out man, you’re gi
Grant isn’t the vilest student in the Academy. Although this is the one who tripped Daemon off the rooftop, there are many who are on the same level as him. That’s right. It isn’t just Grant, Gerald, and Haze who are evil. There are more that’s just as wicked and… there are a few who’re viler.“Yo!” Haze greeted Gerald who just arrived at the Club House. A special place that’s built for the elite members of the Academy.Though it’s called as a club house, it’s much more of a mansion. There is a three-floor mansion that’s at the center and, on the side is a pool where students are freely laughing and swimming. Men in black suits and shades are also stationed around the whole area. Securing both the students and the place itself.On the far right is the parking lot. This is where both Haze and Gerald parked their own cars. Two Shelby Mustangs which is the same as the one that Grant drives as well.“Got any idea why he called us this late?” Gerald asked right as he locked his car.The te
Christian, Yvonne, and Damian. All three of them are high profile individuals because of who their parents are. Christian is the son of Alexander Aster, the favorite to win the mayoral election.Then there’s Yvonne Summers, daughter of the Academy’s Head. A prestigious school where all of the sons and daughters of wealthy individuals attend because of the quality of education.Last, but definitely not the least, is Damian Silvers; son of the number one gaming company’s CEO. He’s also the world champion for most of their games which made his name that much more prominentThis is the reason why Christian can’t lay a hand on any of the two. They are just as important as him. They are valuable individuals who spreads his sphere of influence and, they benefit the same thing from him. They are like parasites feeding on each other. But that doesn’t mean that they get along perfectly – because they don’t.“Hey, why did you stop me earlier?” Christian asked the two as soon as Haze and Gerald l
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
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