Peakwest 2 : Berserk, Blood And Peace

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Kazuto is stunned by the boy's presence.

His eyes widen in surprise as he greets him warmly.

Kazuto: "Welcome!"

"You surely are a good boy who looks strong and young at the same time!"

The boy steps into the light, revealing his face.

Alan, his expression hardened, stops as he emerges from the shadows.

His eyes are filled with tears, yet his face shows no sign of crying, only a quiet sadness.

Kazuto rises from his seat and begins to walk toward Alan, but Greymor’s voice stops him.

Greymor: "Kazuto..."

Kazuto, shocked, turns to Greymor with a puzzled expression.

Kazuto: "Oh,"

"did you just call me by my name?"

"You never used to call me by it."

"You had a bet that you'd only say it when you truly accepted me as a friend, right?"

Greymor looks nervous, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Greymor: "Kazuto,"

"I... I don't know,"

"but this doesn't seem right."

"Look at his hands—he's drawn a sword."

"He looks ready to strike."

Kazuto: "It’s okay,"

He smiles gently.

"I’ll take care of it."

Kazuto walks closer to Alan, looking him directly in the eyes.

Alan, however, lowers his gaze.

Kazuto: "Are you here to attack me,"

"Alan?"

Greymor is shocked, his thoughts racing.

Greymor thinks,

"How does he know his name?"

"Could it be Muzan told him about Alan too?"

Greymor: "Drop the sword."

Alan shakes his head, refusing to comply.

Greymor: "Why won’t you?"

"What did we do wrong?"

Alan's grip on the sword tightens, but he remains silent.

Kazuto: "You claimed yourself the king of your clan just now, didn’t you?"

"I don’t think your scroll has arrived yet for that."

"Alan, you surely aren’t here without a reason. Drop the sword and tell me."

Alan's grip tightens even more, his knuckles white with the strain.

Kazuto reaches out, gently placing his hands on Alan's cheeks, forcing Alan to look into his eyes.

Alan's eyes are tightened and filled with tears.

Kazuto: "Why are you crying?"

"Aww..."

Kazuto leans in for a hug, but before he can embrace Alan, his head is suddenly slashed off by Alan’s swift strike.

A heavy silence fills the hall as Kazuto's head falls to the ground.

Greymor jumps up from his seat, unable to believe what just happened.

Kazuto’s lifeless body collapses onto Alan, almost as if in a final embrace.

Alan’s tears flow freely now, dropping onto Kazuto’s body as he tries desperately to control his emotions.

Greymor: "ALAN!"

The guards rush in to attack Alan, but he raises his sword, holding it before their necks even from a distance.

Alan: "Don- Don’t- ta-ke a step fron-t, from her-e I can slash your head."

One of the guards, filled with anger, replies.

Guard: "We won’t rest until we aveng—"

As he steps forward, Alan swiftly slashes his head off with a quick rush, using his Ratio Technique to strike from afar.

Alan: "I TOLD- TOLD YOU N-NOT TO TAKE ANOTHER STE-P."

Greymor, his heart pounding, starts to descend from his throne.

But before he can take another step, a voice echoes through the hall, stopping him in his tracks.

???: "As he said, don’t take another step or it will cost your life too, Grey."

Greymor looks up in shock.

Greymor: "Deer..."

A new figure, Deer, enters the castle, his voice firm and commanding as he stands at the entrance.

Chapter Ends.