章節 40: XL: Shadows of Murder
In the quiet stillness of the Serpentara morning, Kaizer's senses were abruptly assaulted by a deafening explosion. His eyes snapped open, and his body tensed with instinctual fear. In an instant, he was upright, his heart pounding in his chest like a frantic drumbeat. His gaze darted towards the source of the chaos, the mansion's grand window that offered a view of the vast expanse of the Shadowed Depths. What he witnessed left him breathless and paralyzed by dread.
On the distant horizon, a monstrous mushroom cloud, a manifestation of destruction, reached upward like a grotesque pillar. Its form loomed against the serene sky, rupturing the tranquil waters below.
Kaizer's ebony eyes widened in sheer horror as he watched the malevolent cloud's relentless ascent, its dark tendrils of doom snaking outward and engulfing the once-calm waters around it. The world seemed to shudder in response to this cataclysmic event.
A sudden rush of wind struck the mansion's windows with such force that they shattered into a cascade of splintered glass. Fragments of the shattered panes whirled through the room like deadly, glittering projectiles. One razor-sharp shard grazed Kaizer's pale cheek, leaving a thin trail of crimson in its wake.
Darcia, startled from her slumber by the explosive disturbance, awoke with a yelp. Her eyes, wide and filled with alarm, followed Kaizer's gaze towards the horrifying spectacle unfolding in the distance. In mere seconds, her instincts took over, and she sprang into action.
With graceful haste, she moved to her wardrobe, her lithe figure a blur of motion. Her fingers searched with urgency for something to wear, her actions mirroring the intensity of the unfolding crisis. Her voice, edged with a sense of urgency, reached Kaizer as she dressed. "Kaizer, we need to go. I think that's my mother."
In the midst of mounting panic, Kaizer's heart raced like a runaway stallion as he hurriedly dressed, his fingers fumbling with the fabric in his haste. Every moment felt like an eternity as he grappled with the terrifying reality that Darcia's mother had somehow found them, shattering the fragile peace they had cultivated in Serpentara.
His voice quivered with a mix of fear and frustration. "How did she find us? Everything was going so well..." The ominous specter of Darcia's mother's arrival hung heavily in the air, casting a foreboding shadow over their once-peaceful sanctuary.
Darcia's response was swift and decisive. As she strapped on her boots with practiced speed, she admonished Kaizer, her voice edged with urgency. "Kaizer, now is not the time to talk about it. I'm going to wake up your grandmother and the others."
Kaizer nodded, the gravity of the situation etched into his features. "Okay. I'll catch up with you."
With a sudden burst of supernatural speed, Darcia shot out of the room like a shadow, her movements so swift that she seemed to vanish into thin air. Left alone for a moment, Kaizer knew he needed to gather a few essential belongings before they faced the looming threat.
Crouching beneath his bed, he reached underneath and retrieved a tote that held his father's journal and a knife—a tangible connection to the world he was leaving behind. With his most prized possessions secured, he sprinted out of the room and down the opulent hallway, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest.
As he entered the living room, he was met with a scene of grim determination. Every member of their small group had gathered, their eyes sharp and ears attuned to the encroaching danger. Lucius, his steadfast friend, acknowledged Kaizer with a nod, and their gazes met with a shared understanding.
In that unspoken moment, they both recognized the gravity of the situation and the necessity of leaving behind the lives they had built in Serpentara. It was a familiar look, one that had passed between them after Zachary showed them the dungeon.
Gertrude's voice broke the tense silence, her words laden with urgency. "We must evacuate the people of Serpentara. Darcia, go to the synagogue and tell the elders. Quickly!"
Darcia nodded in unwavering resolve, her mission clear. She shot out of the mansion's doors like a phantom, her movements as swift as a shadow.
Left in the dimly lit living room, Kaizer's thoughts swirled with dread, the memories of Queen Hundred's destruction on Elephasia haunting his mind. He cast his gaze downward, unable to escape the vivid recollections that gripped him. His throat constricted, rendering him speechless, and he yearned desperately for the power to halt the inexorable march of time.
Then, as if his fervent wish had been granted, time itself came to a standstill. The world around him froze, his friends and surroundings becoming eerily motionless. Gertrude's expression was fixed in a state of alarm, Lucius's gaze remained fixed on the ground, and even the ceiling fan hung still in mid-rotation.
In the heart of this surreal stasis, Kaizer's curiosity turned to fear as a mysterious phenomenon unfolded before his eyes. A black mist coalesced and swirled at the center of the living room, slowly growing and expanding into a swirling portal. From its depths emerged a tall, enigmatic figure, illuminated by the eerie gleam of piercing yellow eyes that shone through a kitsune fox mask.
The newcomer was striking, with hair divided between black and grey, clad in casual attire--sweatpants and a hoodie bearing an affectionate declaration for Japan: I ♡ Japan. Beneath the mask, his gleaming, gold eyes locked onto Kaizer, who responded with a menacing growl, his Vampiric features taking on a more fearsome visage.
"I see you're still trying to figure out your connection to Chronos as well," the Masked Man said. "But a word of advice: Don't do this in the Overworld, especially not on the road."
"The fuck are you?" Kaizer's voice rumbled, dripping with hostility. He could smell a strange scent coming from the figure. He smelled like the Overworld.
The Masked Man didn't flinch, his tone sly and unnerving. "The fuck am I?" He repeated, closing the distance between them as he approached Kaizer. The fox mask's tiny nose almost brushed against Kaizer's, creating an eerie intimacy. "I'm your worst nightmare, kid: authority."
With a swift, ruthless strike, he clobbered Kaizer, his powerful fist connecting with Kaizer's head and sending him sprawling. Kaizer let out a cry of pain and anger as he fell, momentarily stunned by the brutal attack. Summoning every ounce of his resolve, Kaizer attempted a retaliatory move, swiping the man's legs in an attempt to trip him. However, to his surprise and frustration, the Masked Man effortlessly vaulted over Kaizer's sweeping legs, his agility defying expectation. With an almost cruel precision, he descended upon Kaizer once more, delivering a merciless kick to his head that left Kaizer reeling in agony.
Even as he struggled to catch his breath and regain his composure, Kaizer's fiery determination burned bright within him. He gritted his teeth against the pain and the taunts from the Masked Man, refusing to be overwhelmed by the chaos unfolding around him. He lunged, only to be side stepped and bested again.
With a malicious kick to Kaizer's stomach, the Masked Man aimed to inflict more pain and suffering upon him. Kaizer gasped, the impact of his ribs cracking sending shockwaves of agony through his body. His world spun, and his vision remained blurred, but his spirit remained unbroken.
"I'm starting to see why you're such a piece of shit," the Masked Man taunted, his voice dripping with contempt. "You let your emotions and impulses control you, like a beast. You murderer."
Kaizer growled, his body hunched over in agony from the immense pain coursing through him. "What are you even talking about?" he managed to gasp, his voice strained and defiant. He couldn't comprehend the Masked Man's accusations.
Before he could receive an answer, the Masked Man delivered another brutal kick to Kaizer's already battered stomach. The force of the blow was overwhelming, and Kaizer crumpled to the ground, coughing up blood and spitting as he struggled to catch his breath. Each breath felt like fire in his lungs, but he refused to give in to the pain. He blubbered desperately through mouthfuls of blood, "Fucking stop! What do you want from me!?"
The Masked Man bent his knees, leaning in closer to Kaizer's battered form. His voice dripped with malice as he hissed, "Your pain. You murdered Zykor in cold blood. Now I'm going to make you pay. Your pain... will far exceed Alessia's."
Kaizer's heart sank at the mention of Zykor's name, for he was sympathetic towards the person who was once allies with his father, but he had no idea what he was talking about or what had transpired. "Who is Zykor?" The Masked Man stood tall once more, his golden yellow eyes filled with a deep-seated hatred as he glared down at Kaizer. His voice seethed with profound anger and resentment.
"The Reptilian you left as a bloody mess outside that McDonald's," he spat out vehemently, "I know you remember it, so don't you dare deny it. That was my best friend, and you brutally murdered him. Tell me why, Little Kai. Share your sick reasoning with me so I can at least gain some understanding. I deserve that much, you heartless bastard."
As the memories flooded back, Kaizer felt his heart plummet into the pit of his stomach. The recollection of that fateful encounter with the man in the black suit, who had hissed at him, washed over him like an overwhelming wave of dread. It was as if his world had suddenly been turned upside down, leaving him frozen in place, grappling with the haunting truth of who The Masked Man was.
"You're... You're the..." Kaizer breathed heavily, fear consuming his heart.
The Masked Man let out a sinister chuckle, adjusting his wristwatch with an air of nonchalance. "Yep, I locked you out good and proper. Looks like someone hasn't been doing their babysitting job. I recalibrate the Barrier for just 24 hours and look what happens. I take a little responsibility for this mess, but nevertheless, it's time for you to face the consequences of your actions, Kaizer. You can't even begin to fathom how pissed off Rashon and Barry were when they found out. And if they're that worked up about it, I can only imagine how your dear old dad would react if he heard you've offed an Ouroboros member."
His voice turned cold and devoid of emotion. "You never belonged here, Kaizer. You were never meant to step foot in Sanguine. You're not some chosen hero guided by a fancy prophecy. You're a mistake, an aberration that defies the very foundations of our world. Half-Vampires like you shouldn't even exist. You're a stain on the purity of the Vampire and Human race. You don't belong anywhere; not in the natural world, and definitely not in the supernatural. While I may not have agreed with your old man's taste, I did have respect for him. I promised him I'd keep you out of trouble, and look how that turned out. You've really outdone yourself, kid. A real piece of work."
He leaned in closer, his voice dripping with malice. "Today, your little make-believe adventures come crashing down. Hate to burst your bubble, but you're not special. I'm here to take away everything you've ever held dear. Today's the day you'll realize just how insignificant you truly are. You might want to run, because I'm only giving you one chance... let's make it a little game, eh? And when I catch you, because I will catch you..." He chuckled, his gold eyes gazing into Kaizer's obsidian ones. "Ever heard of a lobotomy, Kaizer?"
With a flourish, the Masked Man extended his hands, conjuring three more portals that oozed with an ominous black energy. From these portals emerged grotesque, nightmarish creatures, their flesh sagging and mottled, their forms an unsettling amalgamation of faces. They're bloody, peeling lips spoke many tongues. They moved toward Kaizer with unnatural speed, their myriad voices whispering and hissing. Their twisted, blood-streaked faces scraped against the ground as they advanced, trailing streaks of crimson. More and more variations of grotesque entities emerged from the portals, filling up the living room with the stench of death.
And Kaizer ran.
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