Point-of-View: Leto Nex
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"Well, I suppose as far as intent and bloodlust are concerned, you’ve got those in spades. But everything else a bit, well...lacking," Remarked Kavi with a wry smile.
"Tch, whatever," I muttered, stumbling slightly as I got back onto my feet.
Those stats, that Power Level...I’d gain a significant boost if I manage to kill her. The sa goes for everyone else in here too, except for that Alkimia chick.
This is so fucking unfair, why do I have to go through this? I haven’t done anything to deserve this shit, damn it! It’s always the sa, whether it’s my previous life or this one, I always get the short end of the fucking stick.
A trial to earn the right to keep living? Fuck that, my entire goddamned life has been nothing but a trial!
My previous life was a miserable one. I was fat and ugly, and got bullied rcilessly for it. I kept to myself, I never hurt or insulted anyone, so why did I get targeted?
At first, I tried to bear it, hoping that they’d eventually lose interest and find soone else to target. But they didn’t, they just kept coming after , over and over.
Eventually, I snapped and hit back, I beat the shit out of one of my bullies. At least, until the rest jumped in to back him up and turned the tables on .
They then claid that I attacked the first guy unprovoked, and they were just defending him. No one backed up, of course, so it was my word against theirs. And of course, the teachers went with the majority.
I got suspended for a week after that, and...I never ended up going back to school. I just holed up at ho, where it was safe, where those bastards couldn’t get .
But my parents, they wouldn’t leave alone, they just couldn’t mind their damn business. They tried ’encouraging’ , and eventually convinced to run errands every now and then, to slowly but surely get used to going out of the house again.
As luck would have it, I ran into so of my bullies, and the bastards jumped . When I returned ho, I’d had just about enough, and ended it.
Through suicide, I finally found an escape. And then, I was reincarnated. I was given a much better appearance, and Magic powers. I died about five years before the Monsters appeared, so it was a lot to take in when I learned about everything that went down after I killed myself.
And, I made a decision. I won’t be a punching bag this ti, I won’t let anyone bully . I’ll take things into my own hands, and I’ll stop at absolutely fucking nothing to get what I want.
I don’t care how many people I have to step over, I live for and alone. I’m only playing along with these people because I have no choice in the current situation, not to ntion that letting them train is bound to be a valuable experience.
But that doesn’t an I trust them, I’ll use them for my own benefit, and once I have no further use for them, I’ll go back to being on my own, the way I like it.
I don’t need friends or companionship, fuck that shit. I only need myself, nothing more. In fact, if and when they succeed in clearing this fucking trial, if I get the chance, I should kill them.
Given how powerful each of them are, killing them would increase my own Power Level by leaps and bounds. I’ll beco the strongest, and then, no one can do shit to , they’ll have no choice but to go along with whatever I say and do.
Hm, but I’m getting too far ahead of myself. All three Angels are still in the equation, they haven’t even eliminated one of them yet. For right now, I should focus on trying to get stronger.
"Let’s try this again, shall we? And this ti, stop using such wide strikes, you’re only leaving yourself open and vulnerable. Try striking faster and lighter. You’ll generate less force, but you’ll be more likely to hit your target," Suggested Kavi, as I clutched my weapon, Death Scythe.
I gritted my teeth before racing towards her. She took aim and fired out a rapid blast of flas at , as I began to close in. I quickly twisted my body across, before wincing slightly as her attack struck my right bicep with a jarring impact.
Damn it, even with Elental Immunity, she packs so much force behind those fla attacks that I can’t afford to let her hit . You smug bitch, I swear I’ll...!
I unfurled a barrage of slashes at her as I closed in, but she easily evaded all of my attacks, weaving back across the space effortlessly.
Suddenly, she triggered a burst of flas and sprang back, sending stumbling as the force of her blast knocked off-balance. I gritted my teeth and planted my feet to stabilize myself, before I shot towards her.
I then hurled my scythe towards her as I closed in and leapt forward, raising my left hand as my weapon went spinning towards her rapidly. As she sidestepped across to evade it, I drove my left hand towards her as I chanted...
"!"
As my fingertips closed in on her face, my eyes widened as she suddenly grabbed my wrist, tightening her grip. The next thing I knew, my back slamd against the floor, as I let out a sharp gasp.
My vision blurred upon impact, my back throbbing with pain. D-Damn it, not again...why the hell can’t I hit her?!
"Oh, sorry, think I threw you a bit too hard there. Are you alright?" She asked , reaching down to help up.
Tch, don’t patronize , bitch!
"I’m fine. And I can stand up by myself," I responded, getting back up with a sense of frustration.
She’s looking down on and mocking in her head, I just know it. Laugh while you still can. One of these days, I’ll make sure you never laugh at again, you and everyone else...
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