Tome of Paladins : The DawnLight

06. So lame

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On the second and third floor that at first are nothing but heavy darkness, which could be seen from where Tori standing right now, is started to faced with a change that put the light on slowly, but surely… That made him subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Brightened with its milky white that somehow put comfort to Tori's giddy heart, only to plunged it harder to the well of the abyss by replaced it suddenly with dark red light that blossom in the dark of the ghostly night.

Tori then looked to the side where few of those people lying there…

But it instead successfully added the tension that slowly reaching its horror hands into his heart, till it feels muddy and shallow.

Then to increase more of the harrowing and grisly air that now permeated around him, the sound of glass breaking suddenly clanking, reverberate all around the building.

And like a whoosing silent of the predator that silently peering at the prey that now already bein' his target for gruesome and idious experience that it prepare to savor slowly, relishing it carefully, till shrill screams of agony are stopped to put a moment it adore in glory and roar in wallow unrestrainedly.

With cold sweat on his back, Tori now left speechless.

Hmmmm…

Wait a minute!

Speechless? It doesn't confront with the arrangement of the scenario we prepared.

Oh, hold on a second.

Our Gavin, cough cough, I mean our Tori here doesn't even believe the existence of ghosts that had all facade of a shady myth that convince the readers and the listeners alike about a dead person manifesting to the living, which full of hallucination that perception is getting nutty, figment of imaginations that getting on his tangy-malty nerve, and too much dreaming while sucking some weeds.

Looking at all that now happens around him.

And with chilling heart and indifference that now surrounding him like a veil of rounded vault that put him immune to such insouciance, that for him is like a tasteless melon who still in their juvenile, but still forced on his tongue that already pampered for the past three years by his head butler. Or maybe you could say a servant that's been the only other human living in his mansion.

"So lame."

'Trick of such calibre in this day and age? Oh, c'mon. The guy who set this up must have some leaked water in his head by watching too much of that movie… Ummm, what is it called… Ummm-ummm… Aaaaa. Fatal Destination. Yep. No doubt that one.' He thought relaxedly while watching everything around like some grand program of a circus or an opera that now still on the play.

"Sigh… My precious time." He complaining like a squashed peachy, crossed his hands while took a look at the watch on his hand accompanied by a rhythmic tap of his right feet.

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*Graaaa*

*Graaaaaa*

*Graaaaaaa*

*Grrraaaaaaaa*

*Kraaakk-kraakk-kraaak*

From the left stairs that lead to the second floor, the noise immediately caught his attention, following by a frown that surfaced on his hidden expression while looking at what might come from there, foreshadowing all the weird thing that now happens around him with its clanking and ringing ballots.

The sound of growling of unidentified beasts that approaching him quickly like his heartbeat that now getting fizzy from the unforeseen situation that palped his senses.

And the heavy running footsteps on the staircases that seems to put too much stress on the materials it ever made. And whatever it was that now's on its route to meeting him now are something huge, and surely strong with how much noise it created just by running down.

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He took his black bat on his back by gripping the handle with his right hand, then with a nudge, it soon clacked, released out from its locked sheath.

*Clack*

Stretching his neck to the left and right, he then readied himself by holding it with both of his hands, while putting his eyes to confirm where his revolver holster is, which he had already switched the mini one at the base with the usual revolver, but the difference is, it was a new model of a revolver with its 7 chambers and immense power that even put a jolt on his hands that already strengthened with skeleton hands, when he tested on the field test.

*Grrraaaaaaaa*

*Kraaakk-kraakk-kraaak*

And here we go…

But Tori who finally found its supposed opponent immediately widen his eyes.

'The heck.'

It was an…

No…

Not even fit to be called ferocious animal or a beast.

It was.

A human? That thing's even far below the average of what people called hideous.

An animal? Yeah, perhaps. In the apocalypse that thing must be the jade beauties.

But clearly, it fit to be called,

A horrendous, grotesque, revolting, distorted, ugly abomination.

With its deep blue sea skin that full of lump like a rough pound of coriander grains and scabbed skin like a sewage that flooded with waste and trash that even tons of creams and moisturizers won't even cut it out by giving it any honey aftermath.

Greasy nodulous bald head that somehow look like a crease of a ginseng, the eyes that missing on its socket with dried black blood that gushing out, dripped tick by tick to the floor while also swamped its bulging cheeks that now made it look like it using a saga art.

The bulging stomach that far away from the line base of its chest which is so big that it really looked like a pear with its stunted growth that made it close to become a sibling of an apple.

While the only good point of it. Or, maybe not.

Is the hands and legs that musculature that look alike with Houlk, just with difference of skin color and some missing pieces on its body that practically eliminated it from the program to become a television drama, 'love hate relationship between the father and the son.'

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