Getting A System In A Modern World

Chapter 259: Disposing Trash

Silas closed the door of his car, threw his head back on the headrest and let out a deep sigh.

He understood what his parents meant and how they feel about what he's a about to do. The truth is that his mind is also unsettled about it.

He's aware that to put an end to everything between him and Daniel, he has to kill him but he has never killer anyone in his life before.

If one is to raise the clean up activity he undertook in Venezuela, that was irrelevant as Luna was the one who did the dirty part of the work and that was at her own discretion.

But this time is different as Silas has to do it himself. Luna is at the hospital, watching over Alex. He can't have her leave her position because of it.

Yes, he can swap places with her but Silas wants to do this himself. It can't be helped.

He thought of this and let out another sigh. He started the car and drove off, towards the airport.

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Daniel was still where Silas left him. He spent the rest of the day and the whole night, chained or should he say cuffed to the cold ground.

A forlorn look could be seen on his face. It's been more than 12 hours now and he he hasn't received a message from the Bureau, nor has seen he seen anyone.

He had to endure the biting cold of the last night early, barely using the dwindling strength he has left to warm himself up with his superpower.

He was feeling extremely hungry, weak and dirty. He wanted to get himself something to eat, take a warm and relaxing bath, and have a long, refreshing sleep.

But be knew that he would never be able to experience those things again.

With the Bureau not contacting him, Daniel could already guess the reason. He knew that they abandoned him and he has very likely become the scapegoat.

He knew this because since Silas left, no one has come to him. Not even the police officers to ask him any question. It was like he was being isolated.

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Daniel wasn't angry by this. Actually, he felt that it wasn't for the best. He knew that he went overboard with everything. There's no way that the government would be able to get out of it unscathed and thus, the reason why he has to be thrown outside.

But Daniel didn't feel it to be so bad. On the contrary he enjoyed it. Watching Silas suffer gave him indescribable joy and happiness.

It was like finally scratching a very stubborn and hidden itch. The feeling was exhilarating and euphoric.

One thing Daniel understood from everything after some of the anger in his heart was dissipated was that something was wrong with him.

He understood even with how intensely angry he was, he really went overboard. Daniel felt like his superpower was controlling him, amplifying the emotions he felt and causing them to spiral out of control.

If that wasn't the case, the he wouldn't had gone as far as injecting bombs into Alex, trying kill his family by bombing where they were. This was also for the people he killed during the school incident.

He felt that it would had been best if he played a long game with Silas. Slowly taking away everything from him, until he has nothing left before finally crushing him. But due to how his thoughts were clouded by his emotions then, he didn't think of sometimes like that.

All he felt was bloodlust and the urge to satisfy that bloodlust controlled him but there was nothing he can do about it now. It's not like he can turn back the hands of time.

Also, he would be lying if he said that be didn't enjoy everything that happened. But everything is going to end soon, probably today.

He can already perceive the choking smell of death in the air.

Daniel was still thinking about everything when a strong gust of wind blew and his body suddenly froze up, with cold sweat starting to form on his forehead.

The next moment, Daniel smiled and relaxed his body. What he felt just now was his imminent death and the feeling keeps getting stronger with each seconds.

"My time is up, huh? I wonder who is it. Is it the Bureau or Silas? Maybe even someone else."

Daniel was curious to know who is it and this is the reason why he looked at the broken entrance door of the school and started shouting, as he surrounded himself with flames.

"Who is it?! Show your self! If you want to kill me, you should at least show yourself, right? Don't be a coward! I'm already unable to move and I'm a fish on the chopping board, killing me would be easy. So why not show yourself!"

Daniel continued shouting, breaking the extremely tensed and uncomfortable silence around the school's environment.

The police officers guarding the scene, immediately became alert and started looking around cautiously when they hear the content of Daniel's shouting.

Even after looking around carefully, they found nothing but they knew that they can't relax as Daniel was still shouting, and they could see how intensely the flames around him was burning.

The small crowd—filled mostly with the family of the deceased—around the school, immediately perked up their ears with a burning fire of revenge in the eyes, and a hopeful look on their faces.

On the rooftop of a building, 30 metres from the school, Silas stood there with five finger-sized, thick and extremely sharp earthen spike, hovering in front of him.

He looked at the school's entrance and he could see a figure enveloped with a bright flame that burned intensely.

He knew that it's Daniel and he could also faintly hear his shout, and make out what he was saying.

"Show myself? If that's your dying wish, I'm sorry that I can't fulfill it."

With a wave of his hand, the five small spikes in front of him flew towards the school with lightning fast speed.

In matter of seconds, the spikes arrived in front of the school and in front of Daniel.

Sharp piercing sounds were heard and the next moment, the flames enveloping Daniel went out as he slowly fell to the ground, with his eyes and mouth wide open.

Multiple bloody holes could be seen on Daniel's body. The most noticeable ones was on his head, chest and neck.

As Daniel's body touched the ground, the crowd cheered in happiness. Meanwhile, the perpetrator of the situation had already left.