God hunter system : The punisher

Mastering his power

Fanel turned around immediately after Kamisama's sentence.

"Never take a life, regardless of the abuses of the guilty hunters?" Fanel questioned incredulously. It seemed strange to him that such an order would be given, as he had never intended to take the life of his fellow hunters. It was completely inconceivable to him, even if there were some, he admitted, that he would like to seek revenge against.

"Ah, if that's the way it is, then no worries," Fanel replied, trying to brush off the condition.

Kamisama smirked mischievously, slapping his fan into his hand. "Indeed, killing is not an option...even in the most delicate situations," he whispered to himself as Fanel turned to look at him.

Fanel nodded, realizing that it should have been obvious for anyone who knew him even a little, or at least a God like Kamisama, to guess that he would accept this condition without hesitation. He wanted to help ordinary humans, even if it meant opposing powerful hunter guilds. He had witnessed enough of their abuses against innocent civilians, who suffered greatly under their tyranny. It was imperative to put an end to it, and not even such a grotesque condition would deter him from extending a saving hand to them.

Fanel sighed before focusing on his power, closing his eyes to feel the energy flowing through him. He knew that God's Hand was a powerful weapon, but he needed to learn to control it if he was to use it effectively. He began visualizing in his head the hunters whose bullying he had witnessed, imagining the punishments they deserved.

"Well, what are you going to do now, young chosen one Fanel?" Kamisama asked with a teasing tone.

Fanel disliked the title, but he knew that the stubborn God would not listen to his requests, no matter how many times he repeated them. He resigned himself to it, understanding that the deity must have already read his mind, which is why he was smirking like that.

"No, I don't intend to return to the Guild immediately," Fanel replied, clenching his fist. He felt a slight discomfort in his joints, a tingling sensation under his skin, and the impression of being invaded by a strange force. He had to understand these new sensations, and he also knew that going back to the guild now wouldn't help him. It would only draw unnecessary attention due to his sudden change, and he had no desire to be the subject of even more bullying.

But where could he go to freely unleash his newfound strength and do so discreetly? Kamisama chuckled, seemingly understanding Fanel's predicament.

"If you don't mind, you can train in the world of monsters, beyond the rifts," Kamisama suggested cheerfully.

Fanel's heart skipped a beat. Go to the other side of the rifts? Was it really possible? Fanel was perplexed. He had always thought that the world of demons was a dangerous and hostile place, full of fearsome creatures ready to devour him alive. Although he had never been there, the creatures that occasionally emerged from the rifts was enough to show him how dangerous that place could be.

Kamisama reassured him, sensing his hesitation. "Don't worry, young chosen one Fanel. You are much more powerful than these monsters, and they will respect you if you know how to impose yourself. They're rather simple-minded, you know," Kamisama said with a festive mood. "You will find what you are looking for there."

Fanel nodded, still a little uncertain. But he knew that Kamisama would never lie to him. The deity may seem unpredictable and unreliable at times, but Fanel instinctively knew that he didn't speak nonsense.

"I hope you know that I hear everything you think of me," Kamisama remarked, slightly annoyed by Fanel's thoughts. Fanel smiled victoriously, knowing the downside of having someone invade his mind.

With newfound confidence, Fanel took a deep breath before setting off in search of a rift that connected their world to the realm of monsters. He wondered if he would find one soon, considering that they appeared randomly and just about anywhere.

"I can open one for you if you want," Kamisama cheerfully proposed, as if reading Fanel's thoughts again.

"Well, thank you," Fanel replied, grateful for Kamisama's assistance.

"But there's no rush... The sooner you master God's Hand, the sooner you can bring stability to this world," Kamisama reminded him. Fanel nodded, sensing a distortion in space as Kamisama opened a rift. It seemed so effortless for the deity.

"And it is," Kamisama added.

Fanel sighed and walked towards the rift, his eyes fixed on the red glow emanating from the other side. It looked different from any rift he had ever seen before, gradually fading from a darker red to a lighter shade.

"You should go. The monsters might sense this rift and take advantage of it to infiltrate... I wouldn't want any unwanted guests in my domain," Kamisama warned.

Fanel, standing in front of the rift, nodded in understanding before rushing into it.

"So comes what may," he murmured to himself, determined to face whatever challenges awaited him on the other side.