Peakwest 2 : Berserk, Blood And Peace

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Muzan: "Welcome back, AlanJoel."

"Guess you're here for the party I mentioned earlier about the Crimsons' war."

He chuckles as the door swings wide open, the sound echoing in slow motion.

But before Alan can even step inside, he is suddenly dragged out by someone and thrown away.

Alan: "Ghh!"

Alan manages to regain control mid-fall and rises to his feet.

Alan: "Why are you doing this?"

Mike: "I'm sorry, Alan."

"Don't push yourself into a situation you can't escape from."

Alan: "It's no use."

Mike: "Exactly."

Alan: "Shut up."

Mike: "I won't."

Alan sighs and starts walking toward the castle.

Mike: "I warn you,"

"Alan,"

"please."

Alan stops, gritting his teeth.

Alan: "What will you do then?"

Mike: "I..."

Alan raises an eyebrow, waiting.

Mike: "I will disband the Heavenlys."

Alan shows no reaction.

Alan: "Do what you want."

Mike's eyes widen in disbelief.

He sighs heavily as Alan resumes walking toward the castle.

Muzan and his 161 members begin to emerge, parading out of the castle.

Mike: "Oh my God,"

"what kind of risk is this?"

Mike: "Kana-"

He turns his head back, realizing that Kanaeo has left the clan.

He takes out the resignation letter Kanaeo gave him.

Mike: "Man..."

"Do I have to face this alone now?"

Muzan finally stops with his members and looks at Mike.

Muzan: "So..."

"Heavenlys,"

"do you want boon or curse?"

Mike: "What do you mean?"

Muzan: "Boon means we help you out in wars."

"Curse means we slaughter you all."

Alan clenches his fist but sports a sadistic, evil grin.

Alan: "Surely the curse."

Mike: "ALAN!"

Muzan: "You sure?"

Alan: "Come at me."

"I'll cut you down into pieces."

"Right here."

"Right now."

"Feel the death."

"Don't you want to?"

Muzan: "That's a nice dialogue,"

"to be honest."

"But it doesn't suit you,"

"Alan."

Alan is stunned.

Muzan: "You're just an innocent boy who believes whatever he sees."

"Exactly like how you killed Kazuto for no reason."

Alan: "It's my wish whom I kill."

"Who are you to blame me?"

"After all,"

"don't you think you're weak and that your clan is only strong because of your members?"

Muzan's face falls into a mix of shame and rage. He draws his sword.

Muzan: "You've got some nerve."

Alan: "Look who's feeling despair now."

Muzan chuckles and sheathes his sword.

Muzan: "That's right."

"I shouldn't let my rage take over."

"Just like you did."

Alan's eyes widen.

Muzan: "You let your own people die."

"You are the cause of most of the deaths in the recent report."

"I now doubt whether you're even innocent."

"Have I misjudged you, Alan?"

"No..."

With a playful smirk, Muzan finishes.

Muzan: "AlanJoel..."

"Don't you know that if an allied clan attacks its ally before unallying,"

"they would be punished by the higher officials in Peakwest?"

"And the punishment is execution."

Alan's eyes blaze with even more rage.

Muzan: "Just like you,"

"I won't choose the stupid path of slaughtering an allied clan."

"I won't."

Alan stands still, closing his eyes. Then, he raises one of his hands.

Alan: "I,"

"hereby,"

"right now,"

"quit the Heavenlys clan by my own wish."

He opens his eyes, a playful smirk spreading across his face.

Mike's eyes widen in shock.

Mike: "ALAN,"

"WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING?!"

Muzan's eyes widen too.

Alan steps forward, his arms spread wide, taunting Muzan.

His face filled with extreme excitement and grin of a psychopath.

Alan: "YOU SEE, I'VE LEFT THE CLAN."

"COME AT ME NOW,"

"MUZAN AETERNUM!"

He laughs like a psychopath.

Chapter Ends.