The Journey Of The Wretched Spring

The Continuation of the Storm

An unfamiliar and unregistered number? Who's calling me this early in the morning?

"Hello? Who's this?

"Yo Gareth!!"

My heart trembled, and I shivered in anger when I heard this lunatic voice. Was it because of what he had done or just because I was a coward?

Ahh, that's when Christian told me to come to the school and meet him at the alley near the convenience store.

"Yeah?"

"Come to school and come to the meeting place!"

"Why should I?"

"You really are a nutcase; how about you stop questioning and come here? You dipshit!"

"Alright."

What a slave, doing whatever his master said. What can this lowly human do anyway? It's time to go and meet the devil.

When I arrived at the school, I hesitated for a moment. I don't know why, but I was instantly filled with joy and sadness at the same time.

What should I do now? I don't know what to say or how to face them after what happened in my life.

"H-hello Christian, what's up?"

As he smirks and looks down on me, my eyes become sharp and full of hatred. I don't know when I became this brave to look him in the eye.

Beside him was his long-long slave, my friend Jaymar; he's also a shut-in, a very coward like me.

"Hey, come here and let me sit."

"Ha! Can't you stop this already? We aren't young now."

"What?" He crackles, "This shit thinks he isn't minor or something!"

Ahh!! I forgot—what nonsense to say! My memories are mixed up, and I can't think properly. Is this a side effect?

"Hey young man, punch him straight on the head."

"Huh? Who are you?"

"This dipshit is talking to himself!" He crackles.

As Christian said, why am I talking to myself? And whose voice is this? What in the world is going on?

"I'm Zuan, the martial artist sent by Kharon to guide you, you little shit!"

Ahh, it really isn't a dream. Wait, it isn't, right? I got regressed here, so why did I really think it was just a dream? I'm so confused and can't think properly.

"Hey, listen here, you little-shit, move forward, punch him in the face, and move one step backward at the same time he moves towards you. Stay composed and follow my instructions."

When I realized it, my feet were already moving forward toward Christian. I don't know, but I have this urge to pay him back for what happened to me!

"Hey, now this dipshit is walking to me after talking to himself alone, what a crazy bastard!" He crackles like a madman.

When I arrived in front of him, I threw a left hook and did what Zuan told me.

"Make a step backward now every time he walks; he will be confused for now, so kick his calf!"

As I kicked his calf, my arms moved on their own, and I threw a straight punch.

"Hey, you fucking—"

"Step backward, ones! And make a step forward and punch him in the stomach!"

"Wha—? Are you craz—"

"Just do it!" Insert just do it meme*

I threw and stepped backward once; excitement bubbled inside of me, I couldn't believe what I was doing right now.

"You dipshit—"

I gave him a straight punch and a lower punch to the stomach. I grabbed his hair and did an uppercut. The excitement was leading me to continue; however, my foot took a step back.

"Hey you little-shit!! Do what I told you to do if you're tired of being a coward!"

I don't know why, but I threw another right hook and grabbed him by the throat.

Christian counterattacked and hit me in the face. I felt all the straight jabs Christian threw at me, and just like that, my balance collapsed. I stood up, and I saw Christian's face filled with rage and confusion. I don't know, but I don't fear him at all anymore!

"Now do it again! Step back and let him come!"

As I stepped backward, Christian rushed to me, and I got surprised—

"Where are you going, you dipshit?"

"Step forward now and punch him on the stomac—"

I threw a right hook and elbowed him in the face—

"Now move closer and tackle him! Go above him!"

I tackled him with the intention to bring him down and move above him, locking him up, and I threw punches as I lost my reasoning.

"S-sto-p!! Please stop now, Gareth!"

"Stop my ass! Did you even consider stopping bullying me?"

I threw punch after punch while doing elbows on his face.

"Aren't you afraid of what will happen to you and your father's lives, you dumbass?"

"So what? I'm already doomed!"

I really don't know what to do afterwards, would we really be ruined just because of this? I'm afraid, but at the same time, it's so satisfying!

"Don't mess with me ever again, you might experience hell with me!"

Why did I say, "You might experience hell with me?" It's because I'm already experiencing hell; I might as well drag him along.

As I stood up, I saw how beaten Christian was; his face was covered in bruises, and his face thickened. Well, he has a thick face to begin with.

*Thick-faced" means someone who's shameless.*

I left him on the floor, covered by his own blood. My hands were itching for more, but I guess that's enough for now.

I didn't realize the face I was making right now.

"Hey, kid. Calm yourself. Your face looks disgusting."

I was smiling like a devil with a grim face. I'm satisfied right now but worried at the same time.

I don't know what Christian will do now, but I guess I should worry about it afterwards. For now, I guess I need to take a bath and rest.

After an hour, I ate some dumplings on the street and sipped some drinks. I couldn't believe what happened!

Am I this strong? Or is he that weak? I don't know, but one thing is for sure: I'm starting to change my life!