The Demon That Laid Dormant

Four Possibilities

"Welcome back, you son of a bitch!"

"Philip."

I was wondering why this guy has still not said anything to me. Normally, he would come to me running and shower some punches and words of glory, but today he was always at the corner of my eyes.

"So, you tried to run?"

"You got a problem with that?"

"Of course, my friend."

My friend?

"How can I not have any problems when one of my friends returned from death's mouth?"

He wrapped his hands over my shoulders and dragged me along with him gently. He was never this gentle with me, heck, was he ever gentle with me? I don't think so.

"Where are you taking me?" I said, looking over his wrapped hand.

"What? Just accompanying an old friend."

<This guy is up to no good. Ken, be careful.>

'Right.'

Now, what are the possible outcomes that are about to befall me? One, he will use me to get everyone's admiration. Two, he will take me to a secluded place where his usual gang would be waiting and beat me up there. Three, he will sell me to some girls and watch me getting... you know, and jack off watching that. And four, all of the above.

"Hey, why were you trying to commit suicide?" Phillip whispered in my ears.

I knew he was going to ask this, so I prepared an answer beforehand. Can't have him catch a glimpse of my newfound, no, calling it Potential seems like I've been given hand-me-down clothes by that fuckin' BITCH.

Hmm... let's call it 'Arte', which means 'Demonic Power' in Latin.

"I wanted to know how death feels like."

I know it's a stupid answer, but it will help me keep them in the dark until I gain the power to tread over them.

"Hahaha! Still stupid as ever! Still, dying in the Tower? Seriously?! Hahaha!"

'Just wait, I will surely kill with my own two hands.'

His laugh was enough to make the other bypassers shoot their gazes at my back. They didn't even make an effort to lower their voices.

"Hey, why is Philip's hand wrapped over that trash's shoulder?"

I would also like to know.

"Sir Philip is touching that trash!"

"I am going to kill him...!"

Those words cut deep.

I looked towards Philip's face. He was waving at the masses. I even saw some girls falling flat. You can already guess how he is to everyone. Handsome, rich, kind (to girls only), friendly to approach, and all the features of a perfect man.

I know that he is not actually like that. But I like that part of his. How easily he fools everyone and how everyone tugs to his wagging tail like obedient dogs. That is commendable. Well, my first guess was spot on.

We walked and walked.

***

Sigh... finally.

I expected this, but I still couldn't stop my heart from pounding hard. It was the back of our school, the usual beat-up place. I was almost starting to miss this place. Almost...

<Ah... I don't think I can watch what's about to happen.>

His gang was waiting for us with three girls, ugly as hell, eating their faces, not literally, sexually.

My second guess was on spot too.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

"Haha! Take this, son of a bitch!"

"I can never get tired of this!"

"Die die die!"

"Here, get some of my piss!"

My nose was long gone. My hands were immovable. My eyes were swollen up like a ball. Some bones in my rib were broken and my whole body reeked of fresh piss.

'Seems like my bandages and the medicines are going to run out again...'

Two hours passed and then they stopped, panting heavily due to the heavy 'workout'. I was no more than crippled at this point. But I knew this was not the end. The third possibility was still left. The three sex-crazed girls who were touching each other at a distance approached my almost dead body. And with this my third and fourth guess also came true.

One of them ran her hands over my nether regions, skillfully avoiding the stick. The other two were over my body, licking it like a dog. I was feeling disgusted. How can they lick something which was just pissed on? But they did not stop there. Their tongues slowly made their way to my face. What was even more disgusting was the fact that the boys had their dicks pointed towards the girls' butts. Fuck...

I struggled to keep them off my face with every ounce of strength I had, but I was scared. One of the bullies had super strength as his potential. If I were to attempt anything funny to them, I would not be able to leave this place safely.

...

Come to think of it, when do I even leave this place safely?

The girl at my pants slowly started to unzip my pants.

That's right... I have never been safe in my entire life, so how could I expect to be safe now?

Her hand moved slowly and carefully towards my stick.

Rage... that was what I was feeling... a feeling that I had experienced before. That overwhelming sense of wringing their necks and crushing their bones to dust... that was what "rage" was to me.

Another girl from behind licked the almost touching hand. Her grimy saliva dripped over the tip of my stick. It twitched tremendously and shrank some more.

'Fuck...'

Now, her mouth was making its way.

'Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck...'

The boys from behind were already rubbing their things in the girls' butts.

'Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck...'

Screw safety. Screw conscience. Screw everything that makes me look pitiful. I am a demon now.

"Ufufufu... this will be tasty~."

And I am going to live up to the demon in my head... at all costs.

Tring!

Time stopped. No one was breathing. No one was moving except me. And in front of me was something strange.

{You have met the requirements of the hidden quest "Resolve"}

{You can now wield the power of the "??? Demon"}

{Will you accept?}

{Y/N}

Hidden quest? Resolve? Powers? Why are their question marks? What is happening?

All sorts of questions ran through my mind and I rummaged the depths of my mind for answers. Not even Lan was answering. What was this?

Is the system giving me a chance? Will it make me powerful? Powerful enough to stand on my own two feet and tread over the whole world? If yes, then...

{You have accepted the offer}

{Activating "Rage"}

{Welcome, Daemonium}

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

My insides were tearing apart. My head was splitting apart. Something vigorously hot and powerful was flowing through my body like blood on cloud nine. It was not pleasant, definitely not pleasant.

I was burning from inside and I felt hundreds- if not thousands of blades cutting and scraping my skin.

I passed out.

***

I woke up but I was not in 'that' place. It was not my apartment. It was somewhere else.

A sweet scent lingered around the edges of my body and my body could remember a pleasant embrace.

"You are awake?"

I turned around.

"You...?"

***