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Chapter 24: Undead Slayer
A figure stood at an opening. Like a shadow casted by pale, dawn light. Slowly and surely, darkness made way for the light. Only present in tranquil quantities. Making the sky look bleak. Well, neglecting the beautiful clouds of course. Haruto had slept very late and woke up early. Shame on that saying…he who sleeps early wakes up early. Although, he could simply have woken up late, he would've missed his chance, the chance to master the second technique. Oh, how ecstatic he was. Surely, that would’ve been dire, wouldn't it? He stared into the large expanse of the white heavenly blockade just outside the window. The sight of it looked reserved and tranquil. As if hiding the horrors of midnight. The fog was rather beautiful. He had chosen to put out the lamp light before he slept. So, there was currently no source of light in his room. Not that it mattered. The Astral Oracle was a simple, yet complex technique. First, he had to guide energy towards his co
Chapter 23: Mastering Complex Techniques
By the time Haruto reached his room, it was already pitch black. The night had descended fully. Using pure instincts, he groped for the lamp. After a while, and still not finding it. He hissed in disgust, and withdrew the gold lighter from his pockets. Repeating Sylvaine’s actions, and struggling with it for a while, the lighter made a sharp metal sound, and the flame ignited at its center. Thankfully, until he closed it, and wasn't extremely careful with it, it wouldn't go off. Putting it on again would have been really demanding. Using the dim light, he found the lamp. Then he brought the small flame near it, then ignited it. The shadows fled, and his eyes adjusted to the familiar, dull light. Basking the room in its subtle, mundane radiance. With a heavy sigh, he crashed into the chair beside the table. And glancing at the parchments, he grimaced. ‘This is going to be a long, long night’ He glanced at the clock on the wall, in front of his
Chapter 22: The Astral Order
After reminiscing for a while, Haruto sighed and cautiously picked up all the parchments. Extremely careful not to peek at the blur again. He placed two of the books on the fluffy bed, and sat on the chair beside the table. He poured oil into the lamp and reached out for the matches. Without him noticing, the night had come and the room was getting dark. The previous night, he had been too tired to think about light. Of course, he'd even prefer sleeping in darkness…uhh a few days ago…, but he had studying to do. ‘Crap where's the matches’ He scowled and stood up. After angrily searching for the matches like needle in haystack and not finding it, he sighed and exited the room. …he was going to ask the little girl below. *** The corridor had not changed, and he still wouldn't get used to it. Putting his hands in his pocket, Haruto tried to act cool. But then, he gritted his teeth. ‘Curse cool! I still hate torches!’ Walking briskly, he reac
Chapter 21: Cursed Relics
Haruto frowned ever so lightly. Tokyo was starting to be basked in darkness. Not the thick one though, it was evening. He could here the distant sound of combustion from vehicle exhausts. Haruto truly wondered was the Branch V lair sound proof? But uhh, that didn't matter right now…right? Apparently, it was time to check the parchments. Hesitating slightly, he took a look at the parchments. Their titles were weird. But it didn't matter. There was something, right above the title of each parchment. It was a blur. But, he was curious, really curious. And then finally… ‘...Yes!’ He could see it now. But, …His vision grew dim and he was soon plunged into an abyss of obsidian.*** Haruto frowned. He hesitated a little, then frowned even more. Something…something wasn't right somewhere, he couldn't quite make out what it is. But he could tell. There was serious wrongness. It really didn't matter though, all that mattered was the parc
Chapter 20: Level Up!
The cozy bed, the lovely view from the window , the reading table, everything. It felt like forever. He had missed it so much so that he wondered how. It's just been one day, right? But no, it wasn't weird, one day felt like an eternity. Sitting in his room, Haruto pondered about all he had learnt today. It was a very long day, really. And he had gained more than he had anticipated. So much more. Unknowingly, he had spent a whole day in that creepy lair. Learning about daemons, horrors, elixirs. Everything left him with unanswered questions altogether. What exactly was powerful enough to kill the daemons? Just how powerful were horrors? If the situation was examined really, one would discover that horrors weren't created by the enchantment. How did he know that? It was simple really, According to what he had learnt from Mr Grey, it was as if the horrors had never existed anywhere in the age-long history. That solidified his guess. It was like horrors were alr
Chapter 19: A Tamed Horror
The darkness was unmoving. Plunged into the abyss of oppression, reality itself seemed to hiccup. Immersed in deep obsidian, the darkness was not in the slightest bit empty. In fact, it was filled up, not that it was. Only, sometimes even the tiniest things fit into the biggest hole. And this time, those two ruby eyes were just enough to fill the whole tunnel. Haruto hitched, staring back at the ruby eyes poring holes in the depths of his soul. He couldn't tell how far it was but somehow, he was sure all it would take was just one swift lunge and he would be snuffed out of existence.A horror… …that…that was a real horror!!! His breath was already shaky and forced, it suddenly felt as though air had finished in the tunnel. What was a horror doing in the Sentinels quarters? Uncaged? I'm done for!. ‘Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!!’ ‘Curses!’ Haruto gritted his teeth, as if trying to withdraw blood. He dared not move as much as a finger, h
Chapter 18: Ruby Eyes
Suddenly, beyond the humid air, unease gnawed on reality like cancaworms. Mr Grey had said nothing for a while, and only the sound of clashes of sole against concrete floor permeated the whole caven. Haruto walked behind him, shivering warily. Out of anxiety and intense cautiousness, he reeled into the table ahead of him. ‘Curses!’ The glasses tinkered, but thankfully, nothing fell. Mr Grey however, stopped walking. Then, he turned ever so lightly, and said in a calm voice. “Lad, the seed of understanding revolving around the subject of your fear is rooted in my heart, but whatever you do…” He paused slightly and said in what seemed to be a cold whisper:“...do not break the glasses” Haruto shivered. After saying that, the man continued to walk ahead. Gritting his teeth and cursing under his breath, Haruto followed closely behind. He knew better than anyone that although he had said the words calmly, it carried a lot of weight. He had seen for h
Chapter 17: Icarius The Force ...God?
Haruto wasn't debating the existence of the daemons. In fact, he dared not. Although he didn't outrightly know how powerful they were, he knew meeting one of them if they weren't in your favour was a death sentence. ‘Thank God they're dead’ But, somehow, he just had a feeling that humans had underrated the power of the daemons. More disturbing was: why was Icarius referred to as a Force God? As far as he knew, gods were entities that could oblirate the lot of the earth if left without sentinels with so much as a few attacks— that was what he thought. No matter how powerful Icarius was, he was still human, wasn't liking him to be a god too much?. As if reading his thoughts, Mr Grey continued:“Icarius’ followers believed that although, Icarius was human, he was just very close to becoming a god, hence the title” Haruto raised his brows. ‘that was bullshit’“But, I believe it's all fallacy and vivid misconception or, probably misconduct. Ever since the first Sentine
Chapter 16: Knowledge of Ethereal Things
“Didn't ya hear me lad?!” It was then, frozen Haruto jolted back to his senses, after Mr Grey's second, almost desperate scream. He quickly charged at the man in hopes to help him with the massive cylinder. All the while, silently cursing in his heart.‘What the hell?! What's with this old man?!’ He got over to where the man was. Then he crouched beside the rusted weight of the gas cylinder, slid his fingers under the lid and tried to lift it. ‘What the hell?!!’ Haruto stared at the man with horror and awe, how could he carry this massive thing without so much as an expression of over strain written on his face?!. The damn thing was as heavy as a boulder. Let alone carrying it, Haruto had trouble just lifting it barely some meters above the ground. He had a feeling he wouldn't even be able to move it if he hadn't upgraded his strength stat yet. What was it of? Tungsten?!. Haruto grunted shakily as he struggled with the rusted thing. Mr Grey shook his head wit
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