《Daily life of An Avenger (An Arifureta Fanfic)》V1.C1 Craze, Grief
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Inside some old building,
Leo looked at the blonde man, James standing before him. The problem was James and a dozen men pointed a gun at him.
He shook his head. "I can't get away now, can I?"
"We are so fed up with your games, kid," James said. "Give me that book and I might think about sparing your life."
Leo inhaled deeply on his burning cigarette and puffed out the smoke. "Just kill me now, I burned that book already."
"What!? You burned that book?!" James yelled. "Do you even know the powers of that book? We could have become Gods with its help."
He shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know about that."
James simply wanted to kill the bastard in front of him, yet he had to wait for his boss. This young bastard single-handedly gave him more trouble than all the governments combined. He was like an immortal cockroach, surviving their attacks every single time.
Leo looked at his watch and yawned. "Let's get this over with, I still wanna meet my Uncle."
James shook his head and let out a sigh filled with regrets. "Unfortunately, I can't kill you, the boss will be the one to do the honor."
Leo flashed a mischievous grin at James. "So Robert will come, why don't we all drink together? It's going to be fun."
"Act all you want, kid. You might not get another chance."
"You sure are a patient one, I thought I would die on the spot after killing those dogs of 'The Apocalypse."
"You son of a—" James stopped when he heard footsteps from behind. An old man came smoking a cigarette.
"So, how is the progress?" the old man said.
"Mission accomplished Boss," James said.
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Leo glanced at the old man. 'This is the old man I saw killing my parents in my dreams.'
He clenched his fists, his nails dug deep in his skin. He ignored the blood dripping down and yelled, "You fucker! Are you the one who murdered my parents?"
Robert looked at the young man. "Your surname Evans," he thought for a moment and laughed. "Now I remember. You must be Albert's kid. Looks like your family tree will end here today."
"Bastard!"
Leo cursed angrily as a pitch-black aura slowly oozed from his body and wrapped his body like embracing him.
Robert thought he was dreaming, what's that?
"Do you also see it?" Robert asked.
James replied, "Yes, I don't know, but it looks dangerous."
Robert decided to make him angrier, his crazy mind wanted to see if it was a supernatural power or something like it. "Or should I say that I enjoyed torturing your parents so much that just recalling their screams makes me thrilled."
"You will die here today, shitty old man!"
Leo glared at the old man. His aura grew, even his deep blue eyes gradually turned black. A chilly wind coiled around the neck of Robert and others, being a veteran they all knew about it. The young man in front of them gave the feeling of 'Death'.
Before they could take any action, Leo said, "I planted C4 all over the building. I knew you will chase me here."
Robert stared in the eyes devoid of all emotions except craziness.
"FIRE!!!"
James and the dozen men followed Robert's order and fired at Leo.
Leo burst into laughter and pressed the activate button.
"DON—" Robert couldn't complete his sentence.
BOOM!!!
The bomb exploded, demolishing one-third of the building, leaving the place peaceful moments later. No one might get to know what transpired here.
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Mother… Father… I did it…
Leo thought and his consciousness faded…
Half an hour later…
A car stopped outside the now ruined building, a blonde woman stepped out of the car.
Thap!
She slammed the car's door and ran inside the building. After removing the debris here and there, she found corpses buried in the gravel. She desperately examined every corpse.
"Please don't be here… Please don't..."
A soft voice akin to begging leaked past her lips as she pulled out another body. She turned over the body with difficulty. It was unscathed even after experiencing the explosion.
She ripped the burnt clothes and touched his chest. There wasn't any sign of breathing or heartbeat.
"...Why? … Brat, why the fuck you didn't wait for me?"
She lashed out her grief at the cold corpse in front. Unable to hold on any longer, the dam of sorrow burst openand hot tears streamed down her cheeks without any break.
She moved her shaking hands and pulled out a gun from the blazer and aimed at her own forehead.
The cold muzzle and the smell of gunpowder brought a little sanity to her eyes.
"How could it happen in two days? ...My family just scattered..."
She removed the gun from her forehead. "I'll find the kid…"
She put the body on her shoulders and walked outside the building with unsteady steps.
"Leo… Tell me what I do about her if I meet her. I can recover, my own life was a shitty one before I met you… but she might just…"
She whispered while gazing at the full moon in the sky. She put the stiff body on her side seat.
"What a nice place you chose to die… These shitty ruins and how can you die with your body still fine?"
She tried to touch his cheeks, but her hands met nothing but air. The body in front of her slowly disintegrated into dust, her face turned pale in fright.
She couldn't believe her eyes, how can a body disappear like this? She stood there for a long time in disbelief.
[author] Hate or love, any kind of feedback is appreciated xD[/author]
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