OLD-WORLD EXTRA

Chapter 354: Evil For The Sake Of Evil II

Chapter 354: Evil For The Sake Of Evil II

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"We're so sorry!"

In unison, my parents bowed their heads to the parents of the commoner we almost crashed into.

But it wasn't in public; though compassionate, they had an image to uphold, so we visited the dump they called a house.

Big Brother Judas didn't come with us, absolutely despising what they did and were going to do.

"I-It's fine! Please..."

The man who received such an apology didn't know what to do with himself.

Even though his daughter almost died, arguably on purpose, he wasn't mad one bit, only surprised at what just happened.

The fact that they bothered to do this much to people like them almost felt like a miracle.

"I'll take your word."

Raising their heads, Mother stepped away from the commoner and pulled me along, heading outside the house, while Father continued talking to the man.

And as we made our way out, I heard Father mention wanting to compensate them for what had happened. But once we were outside next to the car, their conversation faded into silence.

"Alright, hop in; we won't take long."

Mother opened the door for me and left after making sure I was alright.

She didn't even look at my brother once, still mad at the hurtful words he spouted.

"Will you say sorry? I get you, but talking shit to them won't change anything."

He didn't reply to my question, remaining still with his eyes closed...

I asked again:

"Bastard, I know you're listening. Answer me, will you say sorry?"

My words were hurtful, but they came from endearment. I loved my brother despite the innate evil being that he was.

Judas hid his true self from our parents, but lately, he had been growing out of control, and I couldn't help but feel that everything would go to hell soon.

"...Sure. I will."

'...What?'

Surprised, my head snapped to face his.

"What did you say?"

"I said I will."

His reply was immediate. He ACTUALLY said that.

'Damn...'

My face grew a smile.

"Then go!"

And I urged him on.

Judas did, in fact, go, and to my unending surprise, he made no comment on my harsh words.

***

I don't like it.

I don't fucking like it. Not one bit.

They lowered their heads to ANIMALS!

That only means one thing...

My parents are animals too.

Unlike me and my brother, they've been corrupted; they've lost their purity.

This meant that their lives were no less important than the monsters we kill. 'Yes... it's not.'

***

Judas, being only nine at the time, wasn't large in size.

Even his augmented suit, which was a few sizes larger than his body, didn't help to hide that fact.

So when he went past the house's makeshift gate and into the backyard, he faced an animal much larger than him.

A lion-like cat.

Though still affected by Aether and nuclear mutations, not all domesticated animals were dead, at least not in his time.

Compared to now, where there were only flies and other smaller insects remaining, semi- normal animals existed.

Most of them didn't exist for long, however.

This was not only due to their mutations rapidly corrupting their minds and returning them to their wild state, but also because...

They were simply killed, put down.

Most did it out of fear, but others did it for sport, calling it having fun, training their skills, and whatnot, all until they neared extinction.

So despite the risk, it wasn't rare to see lower-class citizens use them for protection.

Meow...

The cat-lion before him was calm and friendly, deeming him to be a non-combatant, a guest.

It came up to him and lowered itself not to scare him, rubbing its head on his leg and licking his shoes.

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Judas quietly looked down on it.

Then, with slow movements... he pulled a silenced pistol out of his breast pocket.

Click-clack!

He locked the pistol's slide back and aimed it at the cat, finger on the trigger.

Thwap!

As he pulled the trigger, a barely audible shot rang out.

Splat!

And the bullet tore through the poor animal, killing it before it could even utter a cry for help,

splattering its blood all around.

Judas opened his eyes and watched as blood left its skull, dripping onto the ground.

"WHA-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

His father roared behind him in rage, his voice almost breaking, appearing to have just come out of the house.

Any kid in his situation would show emotion-any emotion, but Judas only turned around to face his parents with a neutral face.

His mother looked at him for a while, speechless, then turned to her husband, her words a stutter-full mess.

"H-H-He isn't m-my son. W-we didn't raise him to be like... like... like this! A devil-"

Thwap!

A bullet found itself in the middle of her head...

Thud!

And she dropped to the ground, killed by her own son.

Thwap!

Before his father could do anything, another bullet found itself tearing through his brain,

ending his life.

He fell on top of his wife, joining her in hell.

"I gave you a chance."

Leaving those words behind, he stepped forward, heading inside the house.

Judas was met by the mother as she was still near the entrance, in the kitchen, cooking up a

feast for her family to celebrate the money they received.

Hearing his steps, she turned around and showed a face full of surprise:

"Ah! Are you their eldest="

Thwap!

Blood splattered, painting the kitchen's walls, and she hit the stove as she fell over, limp.

He opened his eyes for a moment, glanced at her, closed them, then continued on his way.

Following the sound of water splashing and giggles, he found himself outside their bathroom.

Clack!

Kicking the door open, he stumbled upon the dad bathing his daughter inside a tub full of

water and soap.

A rare commodity in a place like this.

"..?!"

They looked at him in confusion, but before they could say anything...

Thwap!

Judas pressed on the trigger.

The dad died in moments and fell forward onto his daughter, his blood and what remained of

his brain leaking into the water they bathed in.

Meanwhile, the daughter was suffocating, her dad's weight trapping her under the water as

she slowly lost all the air in her lungs.

Bubbles began to float to the surface and only then did he...

A nine-year-old kid, finally show emotion at the scene of absolute despair that he caused.

A full-teeth smile.

It was filled with enjoyment, rivaling that of Emir's during battle.

This was when Judas finally realized what made him whole.

The earlier kills were too quick, this... this was fulfilling, unique, special.

It was fun.

"I'm home!"

And he could make it even better!

Opening his eyes fully, he headed back to the kitchen, expecting to hear a scream any time

soon.

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

There it was.

He circulated the Aether within him to strengthen his muscles and rushed to her before she

could call the UEF Guard.

Once he reached her, he punched her terminal away, almost breaking her hand, and shot it multiple times, destroying it.

In utter shock, the girl stepped back, almost falling over, as she screamed her lungs out again:

"YOU MURDERER!"

Smack!

Slapped by a child barely half her size, she fell to the ground, holding her red face in pain.

"Quiet, or do you want to die too?"

Her body instinctively realized that he held the choice of whether she lived or died, causing

her mouth to shut and her brain to follow his words.

"Great. Even filth can understand language, it seems."

""

She didn't react to his insult at all, her trembling eyes wide open and stuck staring at his.

"And they can learn too. Even better..."

His smile grew smaller as he asked:

"Now I've got a question for you. Make sure to answer. Is that understood?"

Her mouth remained shut, as if her entire body was frozen due to fear.

Seeing that made him nod his head in approval.

"Exceptional. So my question is, what's your favorite book?"

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"I allow you to speak."

Letting out a rough breath, she slowly inhaled air till her lungs were filled and answered:

"B-Burning Ruins."

"Ah..."

Judas lowered himself and sat next to her, acting as if he was a visiting friend.

"I know that one, it's trending even in our circles! What's your favorite character, by the

way?" "X-Xavyr."

Thwap!

The last bullet in the gun found itself in a nearby wall, bloody, with brain remnants on it.

Thud!

And there dropped the body whose blood painted said wall; her head no longer whole.

He looked at her for a few seconds, then closed his eyes.

"Tough luck, he annoys me. Too justicy, if that's even a word."

With that, this family's tragedy was concluded.

He stood up and left the house, his shoes marking the ground with blood.

But as he neared the car, two cubs belonging to the mama cat-lion rushed him from behind.

GRRRRR!

Unfazed, he threw the gun away and waited, eyeing their movements.

"Sun's Blade."

Once they reached him, he swiped his hand from left to right, conjuring a tiny arc of

concentrated light that shot out and easily sliced through the two cubs.

Scoffing, he turned back and entered the car.

His brother looked at him with his mouth ajar, amazed that Judas could use abilities already;

they weren't meant to learn that until they came of age!

However, that face quickly changed to another, as Judas dropped unimaginable news on him:

"Our parents are dead. Those impure filth killed them; call the Guard now!"

Judal was presented with a calm voice and face that didn't match those intense words at all.

"....."

So the only thing he could do was stare at him in silence.

He stared for a long while, attempting to process what happened as he knew it to be the truth,

not a joke, his brother would never do that.

Never. "...I see."

Eventually, he understood.

His parents were dead...

And his OWN brother had killed them.

Those commoners didn't have the ability.

Even with their Augmented Suits off, there was no way they would be blindsided by a bunch of

nobodies.

It had to be him.

So...

What should he do now?