Bab 2: [Arc 1]Chapter 1
???'s POV
There was nothingness, or perhaps I myself was nothingness in the beginning. I saw nothing until, I felt it. My body. My emotions. My consciousness.
"WALTER, WALTER, WALTER!", I heard voices which had a tone of clear mockery.
"Walter, why don't you just die? Why don't you just waltz away from your life?", A voice mocked this 'Walter'.
"I know! Why don't we just call Walter, 'Waltz'.", A voice stated which set off an onset of agreement.
My heart was filled with aggravation for some reason. I don't even know this 'Walter', all I care about is my swordsmanship.
Who even is 'Walter'? Wait, I know. I'm Walter. Walter Asano. Half European, half Japanese. Age 6. Abusive mother. Absent father.
I could feel my memories absorb back into me.
"Hey come on, answer Waltz!", A voice screamed with pleasure as I felt a presence come closer.
My intuition says it's dangerous for the current me. Possible permanent damage. Hmm... What can my body currently do? I searched relentlessly for my energy and I found some.
Won't use my eyes, too much energy. Won't use my ears, too much energy. Won't use my voice, too much energy. I sharpened my intuition and began to circulate my stored energy around my body, and jumped off the ground.
I faced my attacker and I let my intuition guide me. There was a fist that carried a large stone heading towards me. I tapped the stone off his hand with my palm, and then I grabbed his wrist and twisted it.
GRAGRAG
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHH~!", A youthful voice shrieked in pain.
The stone had dropped on his foot and possibly dislocated it. I picked up the stone and once again sharpened my intuition, there are 5 presences. Age? I don't care.
I threw the large stone towards a boy's foot and another sound responded with a scream. I ignored it and jumped towards another target. I grabbed the stone once again and smashed it against the presence's face. Possible knockout.
Three subjugation targets left. I grabbed the stone once again and threw it towards a presence that began to flee. Her legs were dislocated too, possible permanent damage.
Reinforcements detected? More presences arriving here. I dashed towards a fleeing presence and barged him towards the ground and then I dislocated his knee by stomping on it.
One target left. I jumped towards the target and dropkicked the target's face. The target fell and I jumped off his face then I landed. I grabbed the remaining targets knee then dislocated it. I twisted it two times. I then did the same to the other knee. I could feel some of the arriving presences releasing substances from their months, more possible targets arriving. Target's have more strength than me.
I checked my remaining energy reserves and identified that I was empty. Shit. I'm losing the control over my body.
I could feel my consciousness visibly fade. Through the strands of my consciousness I had one thought.
'This life is utter bullshit.'
Alas, my consciousness faded.
MASAMUNE SUGITO's POV
I was roaming the streets and headed towards my destination. On my way towards my destination - the adoption centre - I could see a scene which irked me.
"Tch.", I clicked my tongue when I saw multiple children assaulting a young boy. At this level the boy could possibly die.
I walked towards the school to inform them of what was happening, however I stopped. I could feel something. I could feel the boy's presence; the boy's fighting spirit.
"Wa~lter!", A boy shouted in pleasure as he swung a rather large rock towards the boy.
I knew what was going to happen as I thought:
'The kid's dead'
Which kid you may ask? Well obviously, I'm talking about the one holding the stone. The poor sod doesn't even realise he's facing someone who's ready to potentially kill him.
And as I expected, a massacre occurred. The boy fought in a rugged but somewhat refined manner. He never stopped thinking, he ravenously kept attacking like a beast. He attacked his enemies without hesitation, his craftiness never paused as he dropkicked or attacked with the weapon of an enemy.
It was simply amazing, I've heard before that when people are pushed to the edge then their instinct takes over. His instinct took over, and it is quite vicious. He could be the perfect training partner for Sa-chan.
Once the battle was over I inspected the boy. The boy had dark-brown - which bordered onto black - hair and his body was riddled with scars and bruises. They're not injuries from battles or fights, and by the shape they're probably from abuse. So, child abuse?
'Interesting.'
I smiled and headed towards the reception of the school. I informed them of the happenings of outside and they rushed out. They're faces turned pale and it soon became a big matter.
The police came and questioned everyone, even the children. Surprisingly, they all answered honestly. They all testified that the boy who retaliated was often bullied by that group and nearly killed on numerous occasions. The teachers answered that they never knew, however it was clear that they did but they just didn't care. I answered that the boy was attacked by the group, but then he retaliated and lost his consciousness from exhaustion.
The parents of the offenders tried to fight back but they were quickly subdued.
The police then came to inspect the young boy and we all saw that he was riddled with injuries from head to die, even I was slightly taken aback. Both me, the workers of the school and the police suspected child abuse.
The boy was taken into custody and I let the police know my desire for adoption. They noted it and then they gave me a location and certain date to arrive at the adoption centre. It seems it's already decided that he's going to be separated from his parents.
I smiled and patted the boy's hair lightly as I thought:
'Welcome to my family, child.'
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