And after a not-so-short period of time, and also getting stabbed all over his body, this guy's seemingly complicated fighting style turned out to be quite simple: using Soul Summoning to summon a certain number of undead, then while I was clearing the creeps, suddenly appearing behind me and sneaking a few bites before teleporting to many other angles and throwing knives continuously. And now I seem to understand why he was able to do that, because if you pay close attention, this guy's hand also had a ring that was glowing abnormally, so maybe with that, he could teleport around like that. He could have fought me head-to-head and still gained the upper hand, but maybe his indiscriminate skill spamming made this seemingly difficult combat much easier...
However, knowing the enemy's tricks is only half the problem, the other half is finding a way to break that bastard's strategy. And this time I deliberately let him teleport behind me again, but this time I immediately turned around and used my tentacles to cut off the arm with the ring and threw him near the group of children who were still dreaming. Drowning like he had caught a stick, he immediately took out his flute and controlled the children standing in front of him as if to prevent me from attacking him for fear of affecting them.
But he probably didn't know this... I AM NOT A HEROIST!!!
Do I look like I care about these strange children? Fuck no, what the hell do they have to do with me? I don't care whether I live or die, because the only thing I want to do now is to send that dog to hell for daring to steal my "property" and use the moral issue to stop me.
Each child was sacrificed to block my way, with 6 tentacles on their backs and sharp claws and teeth, if I didn't stab them in the stomach or chest, then I would have their heads blown off, their bodies cut in half, or they would be bitten to pieces. Cruel and extremely psychotic? Yes, I admit, but that was just the "harm" of appearing in the wrong place at the wrong time, and with my current distorted and rotten emotions, I couldn't feel anything anymore...
Everything seemed to be blurred, from the children's screams of pain and fear to the curses of the clown, all were muffled to the point that everything became blurry, the only clear sound was the steady beating of my own heart, as well as the noise like a slaughterhouse, horrifying and extremely bloody. And it was finally over, when I pinned the clown to the ground and taunted:
- How is it, satisfied?
- You monster, you...
I didn't like his hoarse, hateful voice very much, so before he could finish his sentence, I used Parasitic Cell Separation myself and stuffed that "squid" straight into his mouth and activated the system.
"System, amplify the tactile and regenerative abilities of the target in front of me by 25 times"
『In progress... Amplified the tactile and regenerative abilities of the designated target by 25 times.』
Now this is going to be extremely, extremely fun...
Little by little, I broke each of his fingers, and as soon as the last one was broken, the previous fingers were restored to their original state, and so on, repeating countless times. With so many fingers bent back, he screamed in pain that almost made me go deaf, but I still felt nothing but boredom and tedium right now, making me slowly wonder what purpose I was doing this for...
After breaking my arms to my heart's content, I moved on to the next part - the legs. Everything was exactly the same as before, breaking all the toes and then each bone, waiting for the guy to recover and then repeating again...
Of course, if it was just the arms and legs, it would be boring, I also tried tearing both arms and legs apart, cutting open the stomach, tearing out the internal organs, stirring the internal organs into a paste... And the result was not much different from before, no, it was more entertaining because it was not just screaming anymore, but also crying, groaning and a bunch of sounds that I could not describe, along with the eyes full of hatred, despair and extreme pain aimed straight at me. It looks a bit strange, but if I stare at him with any eyes, he will gradually become afraid...
Ah, actually, there is one more thing I need to test, which is whether my Black Fire decomposes matter faster or the Parasitic Cell's regeneration ability is faster. Anyway, if it's okay, then maybe, just maybe, I will create a main character not much different from Fujimoto's manga "Fire Fist"...
At first, the Black Fire burning was not much different from normal flames, but gradually the black color of the flame gradually brightened to a dark blue color, the heat also increased to the point that I had to stand far away from the flame to avoid overheating. And that clown, instead of cursing me like before, this time he kept screaming and begging me to spare him, but I didn't do it, because if I spared him, there would be more trouble. And after nearly 20 minutes of waiting, the Black Fire from black mixed with a dark blue color immediately flared up into an elegant light blue color, opening my eyes to the fact that this skill could actually grow exponentially so quickly...
Waiting until the Black Fire burned the guy to nothing and then turned itself off, everything was really safe, so the first thing I did right after that was to check the mess I had just created to see how bad it could be. And damn, looking back now, it was really, really, really fucking fucked up, to the point that I never thought it would turn out like this. The pile of dead children, especially the ones whose heads I had chopped off and their bodies in half, looked extremely messy and disgusting, along with the mess of shredded flesh and human blood on the ground and the long blood trails that splattered far away, making the scene look like a horror movie. Now that I look back, I really regret doing something this bad...
"System, I thought that synchronizing my body would completely solve the problem of losing control?"
『Switching to "Original" state for high-intensity combat purposes may cause this problem to recur. User, please take note.』
Really??? Are you kidding me? Isn't that the same as telling me to throw away all my weapons and fight a bunch of fully equipped people???
Never mind, at least I have an answer to this problem, now I'll deal with this mess by...doing nothing. Cleaning it up is extremely tiring, so I'll probably just leave now, the longer I stay the more likely I'll get into trouble. But before leaving, I still managed to take the ring from the clown's severed hand and destroy that arm, because maybe, just maybe, I'll need it at some point...
And since it's almost morning, maybe if I convert it, it's around 5 o'clock, so there will definitely be some people walking around, so the fastest way to get to that inn is to parkour all the way to the roof. This isn't too difficult when I'm still in my real form, because thanks to the tentacles on my back and the flexibility of my body, jumping from one building to another is just a blink of an eye, in less than 5 minutes I've climbed into the room from the window with ease.
『Detected low mental status. Forced conversion to current "Complete" state. Forced cancellation of Parasitic Cell control. Proceed to disconnect the user until the spirit index reaches a safe threshold.』
Fuck...
...
Trying to open my eyes after N useless attempts, the first thing I saw was that I was in the transit space that I was brought to right after the "isekai" ended, still the same endless grassy hill, still the sunset that never sets with those warm rays of sunlight along with the absolute silence, along with the rest - actually nothing - that made me feel comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time just like the first time.
And that guy, still the same "borrowed" appearance with a slender and graceful figure like a girl, short black hair mixed with a bit of silver, a beautiful but sad face, tired and gloomy eyes covered by thick glasses like the bottom of a bottle, still strange clothes with a hoodie and shorts and bare feet, but this time instead of appearing suddenly like before, he sat in one place as if he knew I would come to this place.
- Really, I thought you would come back here later?...
Never mind, if you don't feel like talking, then don't talk. Instead, why don't you just relax here?
That guy just said and patted the ground beside him as if inviting me to sit down and chill with him, but one thing is for sure, I will never do that because I don't trust that guy at all. Not only did he deceive me about the "gift" he said he was giving me - in reality, it was a horrible psychological experience and a system that was no different from forcing my life into a direction that couldn't be more unstable, he didn't even give me the right to refuse to accept that thing.
Seeing me looking at him with hostile eyes, he did not react any further than sighing, standing up and opening the space gate, then coldly saying:
- Okay, okay, I know you are "dissatisfied" with me because you used my "gift" in the wrong way, but anyway, it is also my fault for not guiding you in anything as a god, so I will let you have 1 wish, just 1 and only. Wish for anything, except for abusing it to create more wishes, because there are too many idiots who have tried that trick and nothing more will be granted after that...
- ...
- No need to make that difficult face, I also have no right to force you to wish or not. But I swear, even if you wish for a shitty wish, I will still fulfill it according to your wishes...
After saying that, he threw me into that gate like the second time he met me, not forgetting to wave goodbye, making me unable to bear it anymore and scream:
- FUCK YOU, NO MATTER WHAT, I'LL HAVE TO STAB YOU TO DEATH!!!!!!
Just as I finished cursing, I woke up, feeling frustrated and wanting to punch someone to vent my anger.
But unlike the time in my second life, this time I woke up was quite...how should I say it, this situation was no different from those ecchi scenes in instant noodle anime, although it didn't look that bad, if you didn't know the meaning, you might think so. Putting aside how I ended up in bed in my "disguised" state, this cat girl is now lying right next to me, her arms and legs hugging me tightly, not letting go at all, in a state of half-awake and half-asleep, looking as if she's sad or scared of something. Did something happen before that made this little girl so scared? Probably, I don't know because since I brought this little girl along, she hasn't said a word, so I'm completely clueless about everything from her name to her backstory, I have no idea where to find out. Maybe because she was hurt or something before, so I didn't want to force her to say anything, because everyone has their own problems, and not everyone wants to be asked about it...
Seeing her sleep talking and crying more and more, I really wanted to wake her up to avoid being bothered, but maybe, just maybe, my conscience and the little humanity left in me wouldn't allow that to happen, so I could only gently pat and rub her head like a real cat, while singing a soft song to try to calm that little girl down.
"...I hate myself because I still miss you
I hate myself because I still miss you
I hate myself because I still miss you
In the middle of a cloudy sky...
I hate myself because I still miss you
I can't hide my feelings
I hate myself because I still miss you
Still waiting..."
Why the hell do I always choose such bad songs when I sing?
Forget it, the more I think about that problem, the more I think about my ex, so it's better not to remember anything...
...
When I sang the second chorus, that little girl woke up with her eyes slightly teary but not as lifeless as before, revealing a pair of beautiful blue-yellow eyes, and a face that seemed to have released its sadness after a long time, making me somewhat happy because at least I had helped someone to be less miserable...
But what I didn't expect was that right after wiping away my tears and adjusting my mood, she raised her hand to my face and wiped away the tears that were rolling down my face - something I thought my twisted and distorted soul would never be able to do - and comforted me just like how I comforted her just now...