The Shattered Soul

Chapter 3

The school building looked like no one has ever stepped foot in there for so long and it was still standing unlike other buildings in the desert.

Shatter was covering up there eyes and ears not wanting to hear M/n hissing in pain and seeing his bloody wound.

It felt painful since M/n has to find the bullet and pull it out.

"THAT'S IT I'M GOING OUTSIDE!" Shatter starts scrabbling outside clearly disgusted.

M/n just shakes his head but continues what they were doing.

It's been an hour now and he was done stitching, he gets up and dusts off his pants and walks outside to see Shatter playing with rocks and making a mountain of them.

It seems he's to concentrate on the rock mountain so M/n walks back inside.

He starts looking around the school lockers, seeing numbers in each locker.

So some unknown reason he felt like he's been here before, this feeling of sadness and loneliness starts to grow while walking farther.

Soon they stop in front of a locker with a 123 number on it, he stares at the bent on the locker door like someone has to attempted to forcefully open it but failed.

He walks closer to the locker and hold the rusty lock in his gloved hands "...I don't have the password....maybe next time" he let's go of the locker and starts walking away from the locker to the right hall.

He looks at every classroom.

The walls were covered in the red brownish stains and some had claw marks, marks of guns, swords and spares and probably many more unidentified weapons.

Soon he got to one classroom to see desks everywhere, the windows were broken, walls destroyed, there was even a skeleton on the teacher's chair.

He walks up to the skeleton for some reason he starts to feel hurt just looking at it, so he immediately left the classroom when he starts to feel pain and sadness again.

He starts walking to the left hallway.

Wires were handing from the ceilings and vines were everywhere, Plants growing from the corners and edges.

He starts to look at every classroom too and some even looked like clubs too.

When he got to the last room in the end of the hall.

He could faintly see a sign by the Entrance door saying "Welcome to the Mystery Club! :D" he stared at the sign.

And walks inside, the club wasn't messy unlike the others.

It had tables on there place but papers, wires, vines, plants and drawings were on the floor.

He could clearly see the papers were just about the club activities and events.

And the drawings were just students who intended this school.

Soon they Stops in front of a pin board, it had drawings and posters pin to it.

But what caught his attention was a drawing of the club members.

He stepped closer to see the names "...Y/N...Surian.....Milky" he stared longly at a drawing of a white haired sheep like creature.

He felt like he met them before but couldn't pinpoint why and where.

He then saw a picture of the members standing in front of a garden, he just kept looking at the small sheep creature. So he unpinned the picture and looks at it to see a h/c creature and a red haired one.

For some reason he felt this hatred towards the redhead one but not to the white haired one, he just felt like he failed at something.

So he put the picture in his bag, he then looks at desk.

He sees a bunch of papers all over the desk and old dusty books but what caught his attention was a journal.

He grab the journal and looks at it, it was black with golden in the end of the edges with some kind of sealing spell symbol on it.

So when he opens it it had pages of information of students that intended here and teachers.

But one peculiar page, it clearly shows this unknown page was forcefully ripped off, he then flips to other pages and when he got to the the part where it is "The Angel Genocide case" and when he flip it to see all the pages were ripped out too like alll the Information of the case.

So he continues to flip through it to the end of the journal to see an entry "Whoever finds this, I need you to please hid this journal. This book holds an evil creature that most not be released. And please do not burn this journal your just doing to release it.

I want it to be sent to Vilia
Written by: Y/N L/N.
Please forgive me for not listening to your wronging my friend." He looks at the journal he then closes it.

"...an evil creature hm?" He just stared at the journal before putting in his bag also.

He left the club room to the lockers to only stop in his tracks when he saw a cloak figure looking down at the campfire.

The cloak then turns to him it's black wings just folded behind them.

He pulls out his rifle and points it at the cloak figure, it just stared "WHO ARE YOU" he demanded, it just watches him and when he blinked it appeared in front of him all of a sudden causing him to step back to only trip on his own feet and landed on his butt.

The cloak figure just chuckled, it's voice sounded a bit glitched and kept changing pitches "... H̸̱̙̙͕̥̀̀̔̅̽̍̅̍̕e̷͓͕͚̞̲͊̔͌̄͌͊̾̽͠l̶̻̇̉̚̕l̵͍͙̼͚̬̰̙̟̓̽͐̈̅́͌͋͆͜ͅo̸̮̬̱͍͙͋̀̒͌̉̀ ̸̡̦̫̈́͝t̵̢̨̲̗͚̖͈̮̆͋̀̃̕̕ḣ̴̲̠̺̅͊ë̷̡̈́r̴̢͍̳̫̫͓͆̇̊͝ẽ̷͓̰̲̣̻̜͓̒̋͛̈́̄̾!̸̢͕̝͉̣͓̪̣̰̤̌" it said.

He immediately gets up and points his gun at it again but it just giggles again.
"Ớ̶̡̗̹̝̤̩̯̱̻̀̄͌̌͛͗͊ͅḩ̴͕͕̪̹̦̳̤̺̻̈̆̃͂ ̸̻̦̜͕̰̳̘̘̘͐̈̑̐̂̀̏̍͘͝ͅḥ̶͔̋̆̆̚ớ̸̢̧͎̼͈͔̬̩͕̑͛̽̆̑͌̈́͝w̷͍̝̱̗̝͗͋̑̏͋̕ ̵̛̖̈́̓̍̑̈́͂͝c̸͎͂̈̆ų̴̧̱͕̫̘̭̬̎͒͆̏̾̉̊͝ṭ̶͉̥̼̍̈͒̿͝͠ę̵̤̰͙͕̫̝͇͆͊̐̉̄~̶̫̲̻̏̾͒" they then appeared behind him.

It's blank mask with no features just looking at him and it had no hair no skin colour it was just allll black and there cloak was black too especially there thigh high leather boots.

They then rest there black gloved hand on there cheek and chuckled.

"Ĭ̴̡̖̟̱̦̅̂̓ţ̷̝̠̟͚̈̈͐̉͗͒̀͘͜'̷̬̹̣̲̩̏̿̑̇͗͜ś̵̩͇̀̽͐̀͠͝͠ ̵̡̨̛̹̪̖̠̥͒͐̉̇͜ͅb̴̬͓̘͓̈́̆̎̆̉͜ͅë̸̢͙̦͕̗͉́ê̵͈̤̍͌n̵͕̗̂͗̆ ̸͔͉̀̋̂̈́̓̆͑̀̀͘s̶̛͙̪̐̓̌̓̍̃͒ö̴̢̮̮̺̝̲̼̹́̇͆̏̏ ̶̮̫͋̓̅̓̅͆̋ͅľ̷̦̲́̍̉͌͝͝õ̵̯͍̠̲̪̋̿͠n̸̪͇͖͕̔͑̓͌̽͌g̵̛̪̯̮̭̰͓̟̯̈͘ ̷̧̪͓͈̳̀̎̌͒̇̆͜Y̴̭̰̖͉̜͎̰͂̇̃̽͛̍͠͝͝/̸̟͇͇̱͖͑N̵̰̹̈́̈́̏̎̓̐̔̅͒̎~̶̟͉́͊̀̓̒͐̕"
They darkly chuckled.