Progenitor Path

Chapter 2 : System

THROB

'Urgh... What happened?' I woke up and felt an intense pain in my head. My mind right now is heavily fuzzy.

I shake my head several times and picked myself off the ground.

I noticed various types of ingredients lying down on the ground. I collected myself up and calmed my breathing. My breathing was heavy and I didn't notice it because of the confusion.

'Right... I went outside to buy ingredients... When suddenly an old man... !'

Then suddenly, pieces by pieces my memory came to stitch itself whole and made me remember everything what had happened.

'The old man where is he?... He didn't do anything weird to me did he?' I questioned myself as I nervously checked myself from head to toe. Checking every part of my body to make sure that the old man didn't do anything sketchy to my body.

'... Sigh' I sighed. Thankfully the old man didn't do anything to me. That was a really weird experience. And at the same time it didn't felt... real.

This was the weirdest experience I have ever experienced in my entire life. Except for the time when I secretly saw my school adviser doing some weird magic and shit.

'I don't see the old man anywhere did he fled? Well I don't care though. I don't want to get in to more trouble.' Isaac thought.

'Hmm?' Isaac was picking up the ingredients he had dropped due to unknown reasons, when suddenly a sweet ambrosia seeped in to his nose. The smell was so strong, he could imagine that the taste of it will be sweet and delicious.

Not noticing that his fangs grew sharper and his eyes glowing blood red, Isaac looked at the direction where the smell was directed to with a smile on his face fully showing his daggerlike fangs.

'... Sweet' Isaac thought. He inhaled deeply allowing himself to savor it more.

'I want it... '

Isaac positioned himself like he was a runner in the Olympic Games. Veins began to bulge on the surface of his legs, gathering more strength in to his legs and feet.

Instinctively, when Isaac felt that it was more than enough. He kicked the ground turning into a blur and dashed towards the place where the sweet smell was oozing from.

The speed that Isaac exhibited, far exceeded what an B-Rank 'Assassin' hunter could do. And only some of the A-rank and above, could follow his movements.

Isaac bypassed normal people and only went straight towards his destination.

The people that Isaac bypassed and some hunters included, only felt as if an unusual strong winds were hitting their bodies. They felt confused at the occurrence for a second and just shrugged it off like nothing happened.

Arriving at the destination, a dark alley, typical location for robberies, selling drugs and other hideous acts.

Isaac wasn't himself right now, he was in a trancelike state, he have done things that were impossible for him to do. After all he was just a weak ass F-rank hunter that was just slightly better than normal people.

But he didn't questioned it, the things that happened didn't matter to him right now. The only thing in his mind right now was the sweet smell, he wanted a taste of it, and he wanted it now.

What Isaac saw was a skinny old man, munching on some type of flesh, with blood dripping from it.

Isaac immediately knew that the old man in front of him was the old man he met a few seconds, minutes or hours ago.