Chapter 4 | Flashback

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[???'s POV, one day ago]


As I materialized into the Overworld, I double-checked that my masking ability was working, so Origin couldn't see me. Thankfully, it was, so I could move on with my plan.

I stood in the back yard of the large house, where I knew my target and his friend were currently asleep inside. I had to be quiet, and do this quick before Origin noticed something was up.

I flew to a window, and silently opened it as not to wake up my target. I was now standing in his room, moonlight filtering through the now-opened window inside it. I walked past the desk, and peered over to where the bed was to check to see that he was still asleep.

After a few moments of quiet, I hear him slowly breathing, and take a sigh of relief. He won't notice a thing until it's too late. To make sure he stays oblivious, I use some of my powers to keep him unconscious for a short while, then get onto the main event.

I take the small bottle out of my pocket, which holds a malicious energy I created longing to get out, to infect an unsuspecting victim.

"Now's your time to shine." I think to myself.

I carefully extract the energy, making sure I don't touch it myself, and make it hover over the little sleeping 'hero' in front of me. As I let go, it slowly descends down towards my target until it touches him, then it is unknowingly absorbed by his body. All that it causes for now is a small, sickly green glow, which disappears in a matter of seconds.

Perfect, now for my escape. I quietly go back to the window, climb out, and start flying again. Closing the window behind me, I take one last look at the newly infected person in the room, knowing it's the last time I'll be seeing him healthy. Suddenly, he seems to start waking up. Before he can see me, I float back down to the ground and land. That was close. I wait a few minutes, then take myself back to my dimension, my job complete.

If all goes according to plan, Sabre will be dead in a matter of no more than five months.

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Haha, take a short prologue chapter before I hit you with the angst train >:3

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