I don't know how it transpired, and I can't even interpret the kind of vitality, superiority, and adrenaline that surged through my veins.
All I know is that I leapt on my feet and flung my body between Kira and the critter. I could see that Kira had already closed her eyes, ready to give up. But I won't let that happen. She had done a lot of things for me, and she deserved to live. It took a few inches for the spear to touch Kira, then I grabbed it midway.
The man opened his mouth wide in shock. The crowds suddenly went silent and I could feel Ryan's eyes staring at me as if he had just seen a ghost.
"You don't touch my property, especially my precious one," I warned the guy. My voice comes out with anger and fury attached to it.
"You shouldn't have even raised a hand to hurt her."
The beast stood there in shock. I guessed he and the rest
Feed me more, Mr Ryan. I yell at him, accepting his challenges and tightening a piece of cloth that Kira gave me on my wounds. The crowds roared out in excitement. Many of them were placing their bets on me, while a few of them were going against me. But I don't fucking care. They have activated my fighting and survival instincts, and I will surely give them the bloodshed that they want. "Please, stay safe for me," Kira begged, and I could see the sadness in her eyes. "I will also be your backup plan." "No," I said emphatically. I can take care of myself. Besides, you don't need to stress your injuries, so they can heal quickly. She nodded her head in disappointment, and I patted her on the back. The metal cage made a buzzing sound, then opened wide, followed by a giant creature. He had two big horns on his forehead. His body was red, making him look like a minotaur
"Your enemy might be ampler, tougher, faster, well-built, and more creative than you. But don't underestimate yourself, don't think low of yourself. If you have the heart of a lion, then that is enough of a weapon to face your fear and defeat your opponent. Be dignified, be fearless, formless, and shapeless like water. If you pour water into a cup, it will surely fit. Pour it into a bottle, and it will surely fit. Listen to my messages and teaching, Rey Reed. Never fear the man that can practice a thousand kicks in a few minutes, but rather the man that can practice a single kick a thousand times. I might not be there with you perpetually, but everything I have taught you will serve as a shield that will guard you. They will serve as a crown on your head. Write them on your chest and put some in your left hand so you won't forget. " It was like a reminder; the sight of the beast brought back everything my mom had taught me. That was her far
Theme:- Welcome to the Afterlife part 1 As it was inscribed in the holy book, it was given for a man to die once, and after that death, it is judgement. But for me, Rey Reed, it is different. If my guess is right, this will be the third time I have visited the land of the dead. The first time was when I escaped from the tar pit. I can't remember how long I lost consciousness, but when I woke up. I only opened my eyes in hell. The second is the collision when Ryan and his soldiers were chasing us. I visited my dad, who told me I had yet to accomplish my mission. I was sent back to earth, only to be welcomed back by my worst nightmare again. This is the third time, and I doubt my chance to wake up again. I was indeed a dummy. My dad is right when he said love is a sin, and my emotions will only lead me to an earlier grave. I continue my journey on a lonely path. The night wind was blowing furiously. The l
Theme:- Welcome to the Afterlife part 1 As it was inscribed in the holy book, it was given for a man to die once, and after that death, it is judgement. But for me, Rey Reed, it is different. If my guess is right, this will be the third time I have visited the land of the dead. The first time was when I escaped from the tar pit. I can't remember how long I lost consciousness, but when I woke up. I only opened my eyes in hell. The second is the collision when Ryan and his soldiers were chasing us. I visited my dad, who told me I had yet to accomplish my mission. I was sent back to earth, only to be welcomed back by my worst nightmare again. This is the third time, and I doubt my chance to wake up again. I was indeed a dummy. My dad is right when he said love is a sin, and my emotions will only lead me to an earlier grave. I continue my journey on a lonely path. The night wind was blowing furiously. The l
Theme: Welcome to the Afterlife, part 2 [The Toture]. "Welcome to the Afterlife, Rey Reed Smith." I heard the female voice once again. Deliberately, I began to open my eyes. At first, it was blurred. Everybody in the room is looking like a double luminary in my eyes. My head is banging badly. Not only that, I discovered that I was dangling upside beneath. My leg was attached to the awning while my head was shaking around. Before I could discern what was going on, I felt two heavy punches land on my abdomen, which prompted me to vomit blood. My eyes snapped open instantly and my vision became clear. There is a young blonde lady in front of me. She was wearing a black crust with red leggings, which made her look like the pliers she was holding. Nope, let me call her Airtel sim. Behind her stood three other well-built and hefty beings. They were cladded in long trousers and costume
Theme: Welcome to the Afterlife, part 3 [The skirmish of Survival]. Deliberately, I unwrapped my eyes. At first, it was obscured, but I yanked them open as I felt something cold touching my body. Standing in front of me is Lucifer's bitch, who looks like a plier with a formidable smile on her face. Besides her stood General Zod, while the three other hefty beings stood behind him, and one of them was holding a bucket, which I guessed contained the remaining water. "I can't believe you blackout due to a single punch," General Zod taunted. "Perhaps, you are far more sluggish than I thought." I growled at him, and I could feel anger rising in my veins. "You and your dogs cheated, especially her," I said my gaze now on Esther. "Why don't you divulge me, and let me show you the power of the Smith?" I said this with all the bravery I could muster, w
Theme: Welcome to the Afterlife, part 4. [The struggle for survival, 2] The three hefty beings stride closer to me, their eyes streaking with wrath, while the animosity in them can be seen easily. They grabbed the clothes they were wearing and tore them easily as if they were a piece of paper. Their huge muscles can now be seen, while the veins on their neck are also visible. I stood there, not knowing what to do again. The rune sword is still in my hand, and I am tightening my grip on it. I searched inside myself, prowling my stomach further and further for the ability I used earlier, but it wasn't there again. It seems as if these idiots had deserted me, just like my brain and soul always do whenever I am in difficulty. Now I am standing in front of this hefty being that looks like a giant, without any power. A few minutes ago, I was a wrecking machine, fighting six knights and
Theme: Welcome to the Afterlife, part 5 [Esther's clone]Lucifer's daughter stood in front of me with her chain spike. She had a halberd in her other hand, and her eyes held fury.I stood there, breathing heavily, and hoping that I had the strength to take this bitch. Even if I managed to defeat her, what about General Zod? I am sure he is waiting for the right moment to strike.I search deep down for the power I possessed earlier, waiting for it to surface again, but I can't. I closed my eyes, hoping that when I opened them, the rune sword would become lighter in my hand and start flickering again, but it all proved abortive. Without being told, I knew I was alone with my skills and survival intuitions, and that I had to fight this bitch with all of the military training I had received.She let out a guttural cry and slashed at me, her spike aiming straight for my chest,