A man with a cold expression on his face, radiated killing intent. His goal was not to be some sort of good cop or bad cop. Hired to become a facility officer. He was here to detain any escaping prisoners and keep the prison from being destroyed from villains.
He looked upon the bodies of multiple dead prisoners that tried toe escape. Right now there was an outbreak as the sound of alarms blaring from every surrounding. It was a bloodbath, as guards died left and right. Some prisoners even killed each other because they were insane.
Seo Gangyu looked at this with a fiery passion. He wasn't going to let this villains, these killers, rap*st and all sorts of heinous criminals to escape. He is done being the hero, his mindset had to change, what good is it when you don't kill these incredibly strong, monstrous villains. As, they can go in a rampage in prison.
He gritted his teeth, his mind wondered to his brother killed by that kid who was happy to find out about his brother and kill him.
"Die!"
*splat*
A prisoner shot a dark beam at him, only for Gangyu power, a ominous tendril pierced his body, then it multiplied making them come out of his body. Killing him, he moved on, as he looked at the tablet he had in hand.
He was going down more levels to contain the outbreak, he was just on the second one.
"All of you will die, no prisoner will escape."
He muttered, as he continued to go down levels.
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[1 day before]
Dylan was in another world, he was curious to test truly his time manipulation. He was now going to be serious in making time flow slowly whenever he is from one world to his home world.
He now mastered his spatial manipulation. Especially, his ability to travel to a world, a random world. He didn't need some person to kill to gain energy to travel back.
Thanks to the fight from the last world, he was able to now travel freely. Without restriction, unless he was fighting with someone powerful and it exhausted him. but, it didn't matter as long as he recuperates, he is fine.
*Wooosh*
Dylan felt someone attacking him, he dodged it. The attack, destroyed the path for 1 mile. A gust of air blew everywhere where he was. Unaffected, Dylan looked towards the direction of a figure emerging.
"Ho? You dodged that, you're not normal"
An old man walked slowly towards Dylan, whom raised an eyebrow at this old man.
"Old man, you really shouldn't do that"
The old man had his hands behind his back, but the hair's on his body started to stand. His battle sense screamed at him. In all his life, he was blessed being strong, he had no power. He was blessed to be a fighter, a monster, a genius, a god of physical prowess. His body was special, he wasn't affected by powers that easily.
"This old man doesn't get many visitors, besides this place isn't somewhere someone would explore"
(My instincts are screaming at me that he is strong.....is he truly strong?)
The old man was a battle hungry maniac, but he mellowed down when he killed the strong villain in history and the strongest heroes. He killed the cream of top. From both sides, he wasn't a villain or a hero, he was someone who wanted to fight the strongest. He was neutral, as he come to know that power, strength like his can rule the world.
He can roam as he pleases, but he was bored, because no other person can go against him. Not finding a worthy opponent. He just lived in the mountains, he waited for either the hero association to nurture a strong hero or wait for a villain to arise.
With the power to threaten the world. He only knew two people who were categorized to his level. A kid and a girl, younger than him.
He was going to visit the prison, just to fight them. He was done waiting for an opponent.
Now he had someone randomly appearing here, who can maybe give him a fight.
"Well, for an old man you're definitely not someone frail."
"Ho~? You think so? Many will think that."
"Really?"
Dylan then put his hand out and blasted energy beams. Making the old man smile, as he doged them and for the last couple. He slapped them away, Dylan didn't put much power into them.
The old man then pushed his heels to the ground, he breathed in. He felt his heart thumping quickly, the man before him was strong.
He wasn't ever wrong.
He instantly appeared before Dylan, whom doged his fist, only for the old man to quickly put his hand on the ground and spin around where he tried to kick him in the face.
Dylan blocked it, he was then pushed a bit. He wasn't seriously taking this fight with an old man. but, he knew that the old man packed a punch.
"You blocked it!?"
The old man eyes widened in shock, the only one's that could truly block his punch attacks without suffering immense damage or death. Was just the people who were at the top of the food chain. He grinned, as his hand went to his chest.
Feeling his heart pulse even harder, his fighting spirit was ignited.
"This....This....This! Yes! You're strong! I'm never wrong!"
He cackled, he was excited to fight Dylan.
"What is your name!?"
"Dylan"
"Dylan? American? My name is Kingston.....lets fight!"
The old man rushed at Dylan with intent to fight to the death. He didn't care of anything anymore, the man before him shall quench his thirst for battle.