Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System

Chapter 56 Intermission: Ripping Reaper

The rest of the cafe just sat there, watching him slowly walk back into the kitchen, steam coming from his exposed skin, which left a hint of sweaty aroma in the air.

Yuck… my coffee tastes like seawater now.

"*sigh*... how much?" I called the waiter back just as he left, and soon, I was on my way back to the dorms but encountered the same problem once again.

"Cyrus! Listen to your senior and get that man to come out of here! Tell him to one on one me fair and square! He caught me off, guard!"

Wails of a narcissistic clown…

…

"Uhhhh… Yet again, London Bridge is still being built, slowly but surely. But, next on the news, mana is quickly being explored…."

As the sound of the new device named a "radio" began to slowly diminish into thin air, I looked up from my soft bed and took a glimpse outside my window.

My eyes slowly worked their way to my fingers, where two knives were so tightly grasped in my hands that I couldn't unclench them, no matter how hard I tried.

My eyes soon drifted to the clock hanging on the wall right across from me, but as I couldn't see it, I was forced to light the lantern and walk over to it.

Its glossy glaze allowed me to see my appearance: a man with long dark blue hair, skin so pale it practically looked like I was a dead man walking, and finally, those pitch-black eyes of mine which seemingly traversed into the abyss.

"God dammit…"

I sighed as a feeling of overwhelming bloodlust devoured my heart and brain, injecting pure and utter malice into my organs as I took a step outside of my room.

A few passing women saw me, but they weren't who my malice had sprouted from, so I passed by them as well, receiving their confused and almost fearful glares as I continued on my way.

It wasn't long before I stepped out onto the streets, my malice pulling my fingers like I was a puppet and cocking my head to the side to track a single woman holding a man's arm.

They slowly walked towards a dark alley, where I had followed them, the two knives I had stashed in my pockets slowly being unveiled.

In the small illumination of the street lamp, my knives flickered, but the rest of my body was pure and utter darkness as the black cloak covering my body shielded me from any light.

The man grasped the woman's thigh as he brought her leg up to his torso, slowly bringing his lips in to kiss her neck.

But, from the darkness, I observed a few glints that were shielded from the view of the outside of the alley, but I could already tell it was money, and the woman had suspiciously received it.

Tup… Tup… Tup…

It's not like I tried to hide my footsteps, but the man noticed me abnormally fast, snapping his head towards me and reaching into his back pocket.

"Who are you!? Whoever you are, step back; otherwise, I will shoot!" The man shouted at the top of his lungs while the woman quickly stepped away behind him, completely cornering herself as I continued to move forward.

"Then shoot," I muttered, my voice grated and dry as the man pulled a simple gun on me, the barrel of the weapon trembling.

"Wh-Who are you!? Identify yourself! I am a policeman! NOW IDENTIFY YOURSELF BEFORE I SHOOT!"

The very edges of my lips pierced into a smile, the malice of my being filling my eyes, creating a swirling white void that the man trembled at the sight of seeing.

"B-BACK AWAY!" He shouted before a click resounded through the alleyway, and a loud,

BANG

Slowly, my hand moved to my right shoulder, and felt it grow wet as I squeezed it, the rest of my cloak beginning to stain with its liquid properties.

My hand dragged away from my shoulder, revealing my hand stained with blood. Pure and precious blood… filled with nothing but utter malice.

"Kekekeke…"

I chuckled lightly before licking my hand, its metallic taste spreading through my mouth and lingering in my nostrils and throat.

"Y-YOU MONSTER! BACK AWAY! I SAID BACK AWAY!" He shouted, firing twice more, but this time my body slithered through the shadows like a snake, dodging the bullets and stabbing both of my knives through his cheeks.

He screamed with pain as I hit nothing vital, but surely it was painful enough for him to sit back and enjoy the show.

As I unsheathed my blades from his face, his body dropped to the ground, rolling and tearing up from the pain.

"I do not wish to kill people like you… aren't I kind?" I smiled, the tips of my lips piercing even more upward as I stared down at him.

He froze with fear, his bodily shaking coming to a complete stop, but at the same time, pissing his pants as the smell of something sour and hot filled the air.

"Kekekekeke…"

I turned towards the woman who had dropped to her knees, and lunged forward, stabbing my right knife straight into her chest, but not so deep that it would completely slice her heart in two.

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

She let out a blood-curdling loud scream, but it wasn't long before my left blade had sliced her throat, narrowly missing her windpipe and only destroying her vocal cords with ease.

Her eyes were filled with utter terror, but before I could excavate the heart from her chest, a single being appeared behind me, spoiling my mood as he handed me a paper-- a direct order from him.

"Five people have been selected to take down London Bridge. Report to Borough High Street by tomorrow. Anytime later will result in your execution via our strongest men…."

My eyes slowly shifted to the man behind me who froze with fear as my malice poured out from my body and onto the streets, creating an almost thick fog that blinded everybody near by.

"London Bridge, huh? I thought it would be something more interesting," I cackled.

SHING