Chapters
As she heard it, her expressions quickly shifted from that bratty version to a more composed, ladylike one, and she spoke with much more composure: “So, you are just 20, huh? And you had such nerve to call me a brat, and don’t you dare jerk or think bad stuff about my mother.
Fuck, where is my mom? I need my mother, so come quickly, or they might kill her also.”
Hearing her such worried words, I felt like I should spank this bitch, but her worried words shook me, and I took another puff of my cigar and began to pack everything that I needed.
But I wasn’t a real exorcist, like I never believed in God or anyone other than me, and I only see people as just bastards, so I didn’t expect anybody to save me. So my entire time, I only learned to beat the life out of these fucked spirits and capture them.
And for beating them, I didn’t need many things, like I only needed my bat, which I always dipped in holy water before kicking their asses, as it helped me in dealing with dark spirits multiple times, while the dark water, well, that water was nothing special.
As it was just the water that was found near a decaying corpse, and if a corpse were soaked in that water for a mere few days, then this water would turn out real entertaining, as this becomes more like when you hit a person with a burning rod or insanely corruptive substances.
The amount of satisfaction you feel while doing it; the screams; the amount of pain that forces them to crawl like a bug on the ground and beg like a mere miserable puppet—this is what happens when I put such water on my bat.
So it can be more like using holy energy for fighting the devil and using the devil’s heart to crush the soul of the angel—way too lovely! So after picking up my entire thing, I quickly took her with me and kicked the door open and gave a smug smile while looking at these bastards, who were looking still the same, and after all these years of misery, I was certain that they were low-level spirits.
Well, I knew that the spirits who were in front of me were nothing but pesky insects in front of me, and the more I would crush, the more joy I would feel, so while I was thinking about crushing these creeps, I also saw another asshole. More fucked-up shit, a bigger-ranked shadow!
Because his body was way too detailed a figure, rather than being shadowy, seeing this piece in front of me, I took another puff of my cigar and started crushing their face with my bat and forcing them to my dolls for capturing them and torturing them later on.
And just the moment the bat touched their spirited face, screams and shouts began to echo through the entire street, the cries calling my name and cursing my existence. In these curses I could feel the pleasure, the comfort, of burning their souls to the point where they wouldn’t ever be called spirits.
Feeling this pleasure, a grin started spreading over my lips, and insane laughter began to echo from me.
Seeing this maniacal side of me, she was looking now more traumatized than before; surely I wasn’t meant to be seen by normal people, and she was just a mere 19-year-old girl, so now her entire composure was left behind, and she began to pull my jeans while giving me a watery-eyed, terrified look.
Seeing her like this, I smiled and took a deep puff of my cigar and spoke. “Hey, I don’t have interest in girls your age; I only like elder women. So stop messing around and lead the way to your mom!”
Hearing my words struck a deep embarrassment in her, and she began to pout while wiping off tears from her eyes and started to look with her terrifying gaze while gesturing towards a building.
Seeing the direction, I dashed towards that building while pulling her with me and entered it soon. While on our way, she told me that it was on the second floor, but these nasty bastards were just spreading their ass all over the apartment; fuck, that place really needed cleaning, hahahaha!
And I knew who could clean this mess, but while looking at them, the scene from the past started to move like a movie in front of me; the rage, the guilt, and the sorrow of not being able to change anything started grinding my heart, and my expression started to darken.
While my grip on Nona also started to tighten, while I opened my suitcases and threw them, the moment the suitcases opened, the screams and cries began to echo in the entire apartment; the desire to kill and hunt everybody in their path started to change the entire surroundings around us, the coldness started to rise, wicked images started to run on the apartments, and laughter like maniacs started to manifest.
The dolls that were only meant to be made by just wood or cotton had blood and bleeding skin on them; seeing the scene, Nona covered her eyes, but I could feel the pleasure of someone getting the same taste of their own medicine.
Soon one by one, these assholes started to fight against each other; the blood, the sensation of ripping the organs apart, surely were heart-pleasing. Seeing how these bastards were killing each other, I was way too pleased by such a display of blood lust.
But seeing how this kid was shaking in such brutality, I started remembering my own past, that first incident, so I took a deep breath and tightened my grip on my bat and hit it in the front. The moment it touched the ground, the entire apartment shook, and the cries and screams began to cover the entire area while the path in front of us started to get clear.
Seeing how these creeps were killing each other and how my insane amount of spirits were crushing them to slaughter, I was way too overjoyed that my grave digging really was worth the trouble, as I dug graves of every asshole whom I could and made sure to force them to kneel before me.
Well, I even had a few times when people called me to summon their dead relatives or for their own curiosity, so I summoned them by using their graves as a method, and when their work was finished with them, I just kept them in my dolls.
Looting their graves was a real hustle, but the dead bodies were way too good vessels for storing my powerful spirits. For the past 4 years, I was so fucked up that I did everything in preparation for revenge on those bastards.
Soon I reached the second floor and felt the same insane pressure from that very fateful day, so I took a deep breath and put down the girl while speaking: “Nona, no matter what happens, don’t you even think about coming inside, and if you can, then return to my office.”
Hearing my words, she was looking more traumatized than before meeting me, and while I confronted her, I took a deep breath and kicked the door open.
The moment the door slammed open, a terrifying pressure started crushing my heart, and a scene of terror emerged: a woman was hanged between a star-type altar on the floor, and strange symbols were crossing that place under her, along with the same throne and the same assholes.
Well, at least this time I am standing straight while trying to force composure, but surely my body and soul could feel how gravely they were being crushed, and the only thought that was crossing my head was, “This time this bastard isn’t going anywhere; I will tear him limb from limb and break him to bits with my bat.”
So I began to walk inside; every shadow-figured person started to feel the tremor of my presence. Well, from my past hunting, I was way too famous among them, like I was endlessly hunting and torturing them, to the point where they wouldn’t even think about resisting my grip on them.
So the first asshole gritted its teeth and spoke in a terrified tone: “Slau-Slaughterer!!”
Hearing his word, an uproar rose, and my name began to echo in the room, some with terror, while some had rage, and some couldn’t even look straight at me, while there were also some who couldn’t wait to tear me limb from limb.
But soon I heard a voice, a pretty annoying and crafty voice. “Oh, The Slaughterer is here. My bad, I didn’t know there was any slaughter here. I only knew that there was a dog, who couldn’t even be called a dog, roaming in the streets, calling himself a slaughterer but who doesn’t even know anything about slaughter, who thinks that barking like a dog could really make him a real dog, but who would tell him that he isn’t even able to properly stand before us and is now blabbering about how he is going to bite his masters, right?”
Hearing these words, I started to laugh pretty whole-heartedly and began to take a deep puff of my cigar as I spoke. “Yeah-yeah, lower trash, I think I saw you somewhere. Oh wait, you were that same trash who was begging in front of me to not torture you anymore.
Now see, even you got your tongue back; I guess cutting your tongue many times didn’t give you enough brain to not run your tongue everywhere, but I can understand; over time things change. Good people become bastards, and bastards become bigger bastards.”
Hearing my words, he was gritting his teeths, while other assholes were just staring at me, and the throne was not looking pretty lively today, so to provoke these assholes further,
So I continued speaking in a more taunting and provoking tone: “So, this is all pretty natural, everybody. The bastard who was sitting on the throne that day is again sitting on the same seat and having his buffet on someone else’s dime, and you all sixers, like every time, are trying to act as the dick of your mighty boss, but you all don’t get it, do you?
Now all of these assholes were gritting their teeth; I could even sense disturbance from the throne, so I spoke in a way too taunting and cold tone: “No matter how many sixers get united, they can’t have a child, and if their woman is still pregnant, then surely another person must have had his time with their woman. A sixer will always remain a sixer till the end, some by their attitudes and some by mistakes of their creators.”
As I said these words, the big boss started to laugh insanely, and the pressure increased exponentially, so even my cigar started to turn to ashes.
And he spoke in a pretty excited and rugged tone: “Child, the game will soon begin; the war! It will happen soon, and mortals will be forced like cattle by both sides, so either pick a side or become a side yourself, or you will be turned to dust before becoming my food. Soon many races like us will emerge.
I am a greater spirit, but soon the demons and angels will also arrive in this realm and start gathering the slaves, some for war and some for fun, and we will get to enjoy the joy of war, finally! So don’t you dare become food for others; I will personally feast on your soul. Be ready when the time arrives!”
After saying his words, everybody left like thin air, while laughing crazily and making fun of me, and pressure dissolved from the air, and feeling the change, I spat a mouthful of blood and looked at the woman with a pretty, dazed gaze. The woman was looking alive from a distance, but now I was in a bigger mess than my mere revenge.
More assholes were about to invade my life and would be trying to crush me like a bug, but before those assholes would crush me, I would crush them!.
And for that, I would overwork my ass to earn the power that could even force God into slavery! But deep down I knew everything wouldn’t be that easy, and that bastard was also after that girl and her mother, so I also had to find the reason behind it.
As I began to walk inside, every Black-figured person started to feel the tremor of my presence. As I was endlessly hunting and torturing them, I was pretty famous among them. As they started gritting their teeth, as they began to shout, “The Slaughterer is here, or should we say the Brat who wasn’t even able to properly stand before us now started to bite us.”
Hearing these words, I started to laugh and began to take a deep puff of my cigar as I spoke. “Yeah-yeah, you see, over time things change. You see, good people become bastards, and bastards become bigger bastards.
So, you all see this is pretty natural, everybody. As I can see, this bastard who is on the throne is again having a buffet on someone else’s dime, and you all sixers are just like always, trying to act as the dick of your mighty boss, but you all don’t get it, do you?
No matter how many sixers get united, they can’t have a child, and if their woman is still pregnant, then surely another person must have had his time with his woman. As a sixer will always remain a sixer, some are by their attitudes, and some are by mistakes of the creator.”
As I said these words, the big boss started to laugh insanely as the pressure started to increase, so even my cigar started to turn to ashes.
As he spoke, “Child, the game is about to begin; the war is about to happen, and mortals will be forced like cattle from both sides, so either pick a side or become a side yourself, or you might get dissolved with the flow of currents, as many people like us will emerge. As I am a greater spirit, the demons and angels will also emerge in the scenario, as the balance will soon be disrupted, so don’t you dare become food for others, as I will feast on your soul!”
After saying his words, everybody started to leave, as that woman was surely saved, but now I am in a bigger mess, as I will have to overwork my ass to earn more power. As everything won’t be easy, and clearly that bastard was also after that girl and her mother.
