Unknown to the incoming danger, Allen was walking through the dim forest, panting, swaying and breathing heavily.

His mind was blurry and he’s feeling faint. His crimson eyes shone in the dark, dimmed forest.

The battle had just finished a few minutes ago.

Allen had felt something wrong inside of him after the battle end, that’s the reason he immediately left. However, the moment he was alone, it became worst!

A violent, maniac air seemed to burst forth from inside his mind, running amok through his body.

It did not cause any pain but instead felt his consciousness start blurring, and with a “FWAH” sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tears streamed down his cheeks. It was not from pain but the feelings surging inside of him.

Emptiness…

Sorrow…

Grief…

Helplessness…

Fear…

Rage…

Despair, Fury, Bloodlust, and Brutality… all sorts of negative emotions and thoughts chaotically swirled around within his mind, developing the greatest killing intent Allen had ever felt in his entire life.

This was the effect of using Osiris Power for the first time.

The Judgment of the Dead is not just to simply Judge whether one is Evil or Good but to understand the feelings of the Dead, in order to precisely judge them.

As Allen used it for the first in a battlefield like that, the moment he had returned the Dead from their rightful place, their feelings, will, and emotions surged through him like a Dam bursting. In fact, the more he uses the power, the lesser its effects would become.

Allen gritted his teeth as he did his best to suppress those feelings, his body covered in cold sweat. If he could see his eyes, he would find that they had become a dark crimson color.

He felt his heart aching, and his eyes were sore.

It was as if there was a hard rock stuck in his throat.

The benevolence of the Great King!

A voice resounded in his mind.

Oh, benevolent King, another voice, and another one.

Allen’s consciousness gradually went into a blur, he wanted to release it, no! He needed to, or else he would be consumed by something other than these feelings and emotions bubbling inside of him!

Unfortunately unfortunate, at this critical moment, the Devil inside of him actually reacted. It’s as if the beast inside of him roaring in excitement!

Damn it! One after another…

Allen finally realized something. All his powers, each of them are extremely powerful that no other Superhuman might ever acquire in their lifetime. However, surprisingly, each of them resonated with each other, complementing and sometimes counteracting with each other.

Osiris power, Monster King, Thunder Leviathan Physiology, and his unknown Devil Transformation…

As for how this had happened, Allen doesn’t have any clue or explanation… no matter how much he thinks about it, how much he racks his brain, only one reason resurfaced inside his mind…

He was being led to…

These skills, it’s not that he found it accidentally but these skills were being pulled or worse, being attracted towards him!

But that was impossible!

Just what is going on!?

“But still… I don’t know… what’s going on, God or whatever, they are the only ones that can do this… but why?”

A husky voice that sounded like it came from the abyss squeezed out of his vocal cords.

Lucy!

Her image appeared inside his mind.

Did she expect this? Is she one of the reasons for this…?

Just who is she?!!

“But now… I can’t be consumed…” Allen struggled to speak in a staccato manner.

“There’s no other choice…”

Allen opened his mouth slightly, as tearing voice ripped out his throat like a violent wind. His body began to convulse.

His eyes were already red.

It was a scarlet like blood, and also the crimson color of burning flames.

Damn it! His consciousness almost gone…

It’s sink or swim… Allen gritted his teeth and finally decided.

He needed to release it! He can’t do anything about it… be a demon or whatever!

Allen immediately released his [ Sonar ].

“Please forgive me…”

He muttered in a soft voice and he lost consciousness.

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The world was engulfed in darkness.

What happened to me?

Allen couldn’t see anything. He couldn’t hear anything. He couldn’t feel anything.

It was such an absolute isolation that he didn’t even know if he had a body himself.

Right now, he couldn’t even feel his very own presence… The presence of Allen Bando.

What did I do?

“I.”

Allen’s body, which he didn’t know if it existed, let out a voice.

He tried his best to move. He tried to recall what happened when he lost his consciousness. Just what happened to him after that…

SQUISH

He suddenly felt a pleasant softness and proper firmness in his extended hand.

His consciousness awoke at once.

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Allen’s eyes widened in shock!

His brain short-circuited and he couldn’t believe what is in front of him.

How is this possible!!?

He was currently in the bed… with someone…

Sara Avesta!!?

In front of him was Sara, sprawled on the bed, wearing only her birthday suit.

Dark hair, slightly tanned skin and beautiful face. She has pencil-like eyebrows, tiny waists and generous hips giving her an almost hourglass-like body.

There were noticeable tear stains on her cheeks and the blanket that almost covered her face was wet. She must be crying!

Her dark hair which has grown down until the area of her shoulder blades were also disheveled and disarrayed.

Unbeknownst whether they are looking this way or not, her dark eyes are hollow and lost all their light. They seem to be unfocused.

What’s more noticeable was the red stain on the bed and in the blanket…

Allen felt he was struck by lightning, though being a Lightning Human, he was already used to being with Lightning. But this time’s lightning was stronger since it flipped his entire brain over.

Sob…

As Allen was in a daze due to shock, he was suddenly woken up by a crying sound. When he raised his head, he saw Sara looking at him, no, glaring hatefully at him. Her stare was filled with hate and anger…

“I,” Allen immediately averted his eyes in shame. Just how did this happen…?

“You bastard!” Sara’s voice was trembling. “You… bastard!”

Allen took a deep breath, gnashed his teeth and bowed his head. “I’m sorry…”

Putting aside the convoluted thoughts that Allen had, he found that he didn’t know what to say.

And so this was the only thing he could do…

He didn’t know what happened or how it turned into this but still, was what’s certain, that it was his fault.

Sara raised his body and SLAP!

She slapped Allen’s cheek to the point that it was already a bit red. This should have been impossible since Allen skin’s toughness was incredibly strong. This showed how strong Sara exerted in her slap.

“You scumbag!” Sara roared. Her tears flowing through her cheeks. “Is that the only thing you wanted to say? Sorry!? You!!”

“You deviant!! You degenerate!!”

“Get out! Get out of here you bastard!!”

Allen didn’t dare to get angry and accept all the swearing she did.

Sara hit him with all her strength but Allen just endures it.

After a few minutes, Sara seemed to be exhausted as she returned to lie on the bed, still crying while covering her face with the blanket. Her crying voice made Allen’s heart ache…

He wanted to say something but he doesn’t what good words should he say.

At this moment, sounds of running come from behind the closed door. They must have heard Sara’s cry and screams.

He let out a sigh and stood up. His movements alarmed Sara and her crying somewhat weaken as if she was holding it.

“I know this isn’t an excuse, but it wasn’t my intention to do this,” Allen said softly. “My mind was a bit unstable because of what happened yesterday… I know it’s not enough, but when you finally calm down, I will look for you…”

“I hope we can converse much better compared to this…”

“… …” Sara didn’t say anything but her voice had become weaker and only her sobs could be heard.

“I’m really sorry…” Allen said while picking his torn clothes on the floor. “I really didn’t mean it…”

Sara stole a glance at Allen.

Allen’s soft apology and gentle tone caused Sara to calm her emotions. She then started observing Allen through her blanket.

He was quite thin, slender, somewhat like a gentleman, extremely handsome as if his appearance was out of this world. He has pale white skin but she was certain that he wasn’t an American.

He looked a bit Asian but his looks can easily outclass those handsome famous celebrities of models…

...This bastard is really handsome after all. She couldn’t help but cursed.

He was also naked so Sara can see his bare body.

His body muscles were very firm, and its proportions were impeccable. His incredible physique redefined the beauty standards for men.

With beet red face, Sara recalled what happened last night...