[You will now be sent to your world.] ‘What?’ his vision darkened… What's happening? Sal felt immense emptiness. It lingered for a moment. But after some time, he started to feel his surroundings faintly. Strangely, He felt a little comfort and discomfort at the same time. His sense of touch, conflicting itself. The comfort, as he could tell, came from what he was currently sitting on, it was a little foamy. The discomfort on the other hand, was something he couldn't fully understand. Subsequently, his sense of smell kick started itself. At first, he couldn't fully tell what his nose picked up. But after sometime, he recognized it, it was a familiar aroma. Back at home, when he was living with Lily. On one occasion, he had killed three rats so ruthlessly after they ate the little supplies he managed to steal, and left them somewhere around the hut to rot. Sal suddenly felt like throwing up. His mouth opened up without his permission but nothing came out. Still yet, his throat

The nurse approached a ward. As if anxious to meet her patient, she checked her attire a few times before she entered the ward. Huh? Where's Mr Haruto? The nurse stared at the empty bed. She wanted to believe he was in the bathroom but there was not a single sound of water. Suddenly, her eyes rounded up into circles. What if?... “Mr Haruto!!” The nurse dropped the tray in her hand. She quickly pressed the emergency button on the wall. “Patient 05, ward 10 has left the hospital!!!” The nurse cried out in alarm. *** Sal attracted multiple gazes and toured the streets of Tokyo. “Is he mad?” “I think so” “You don't see this in Tokyo all the time” Sal totally ignored their whispers. He didn't have a hard time sneaking out of the hospital. All in the name of going out to check something, he left. Though he did know if they'd come for him or NOT. This really doesn't get old. It even looks more beautiful from below here. Sal stared at the tall buildings.

Sweat. There was lots of sweat. And Haruto sat in it, only concerned by what just happened to him. It all seemed like the world had quickened up for him alone. He was on the brink of madness already. One trouble after another! Who exactly did I offend?!. Before it's too late? Who are they? After the whole event, he had rushed home in an instant. Clearly frustrated. First I died once, then resurrected in a dead body at the brink of death. And now, THIS!! Haruto rested his back, a deep frown etched on his face. Am I going to die? Again? What the frack is all these? Damn it!. But, in a sense, it was good news for him. From when he had met his little sis, he had desperately searched for a way to protect the little girl. But…he was just too weak. He couldn't do anything against those vicious humans who always ate their fill all the time. That was until he visited the cinema one particular day and discovered two new characters. One was super and the other was a spider

Haruto reluctantly slid through the alleyway. He gritted his teeth. Even his sweat pores weeped heavily for his misfortune. 10 yen!. Haruto screamed in his head. It had cost him 10 whole yen to transport himself here. He had spent an ample amount of time here to know how the financial system worked. His current net worth was a measly 300 yen. He was poor. And to remove a whole 10 yen just to move himself from one place to another…He gritted his teeth even more. ‘... damnation’ If only he had someone to tell him how costly transport was, he'd have made use of his legs!. After all, they weren't created for nothing. He had entered the luxurious bus blindly. Haruto sighed ruefully, heavy pain accompanying the breeze that followed. It was already spent money, there was really nothing he could do about it. He could only hope the workers of the Tokyo Secret Combat Force were paid. Otherwise, he was truly doomed. He had not even bothered to drop a resigning letter at his former wo

Haruto stuck to Genzi’s back like a bug. He couldn't afford to lose the blonde no matter how much resentment he held towards him right now.‘Damnation’ He could see smoke intrude the air until it looked like a fog in places the blonde passed. People took powdery stuff into their noses. What's more? they smoked strange objects into their lungs in insane quantities. ‘Aren’t they literally frying their lungs?!’ Back on homeworld, only the King and his advisors were allowed the privilege of smoking, even so in very small quantities and special types of whatever they smoked that would cause little to no harm. Haruto sighed and looked forward to follow…Haruto’s face twitched.‘Goddamnit!! He's gone!’ His heart beat quickened almost instantly. If among the normal — at least that was the most normal here in the dregs — crowd, he could be grabbed by some lunatic. What's to say what would happen to him if he lingered here?. ‘Damn it! Damn it!’ He looked around impatiently,