PeakWEST - 5 : Vessel

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 𝟺𝟹 - 𝚁𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕

Muzan: "Hello! You all seem to be having a great time, don’t you?"

Muzan strides confidently toward the group in a swimsuit, his unsettling presence casting a dark shadow over the fun atmosphere.

Muzan: "Mind if I join the party?"

Marlene: "Huh?"

San immediately senses something is wrong.

San: thinking "This guy… he’s not normal!"

Without hesitation, Deep lunges at Muzan, manipulating sand in his hands as a weapon.

But Muzan dodges effortlessly, his strength and martial prowess on full display.

With a single punch, Muzan sends Deep flying into the ocean.

San: "DEEP!!"

Deepika screams in fear as Marlene tries to comfort her.

Marlene: "Don’t be scared, dear."

But Marlene’s own thoughts race.

"Where’s Samuel? We need him here!"

Marlene glances back at Alan, her voice filled with desperation.

Marlene: "Alan… is there anything you can do?"

Alan, frozen with doubt and fear, hesitates. "I… I don’t think so…"

Wasime steps forward, her eyes narrowing with determination.

"Nobody else has to get involved. I’ll take care of this bastard."

Muzan smirks, entirely unfazed.

Muzan: "Oh? So confident? Go ahead, then. Show me what you’ve got."

Wasime charges at him, but Muzan’s strength overpowers her.

He grabs her by her hair, slamming her face into the sand.

Marlene: "WASIME!"

Alan stands paralyzed, his thoughts racing, desperate.

"Come on, Alan. Do something… do something!"

Deepika’s voice trembles as she shouts at him.

"BAKA! Are you just going to stand there? Do something!"

Alan, shaken, takes a hesitant step forward and mutters,

"Esme."

Suddenly, the surroundings shift to a world of darkness.

He stands alone before a shadowed figure bound to a chair, injured and covered in chains.

Alan: "Who… who are you?"

The figure’s voice, cold and harsh, echoes around him.

"I’m you… or rather, the part you’ve tried to forget."

"Call me Alan."

Alan stares, confused.

"Alan? I… I don’t understand."

Alan: "Let me out, Alan. Do you want your friends to die? Do you want her to die?"

Alan: "No… I… I don’t…"

Alan's voice grows colder.

"Then stop hesitating. Unseal me, and I’ll give you the strength you need."

Alan feels an intense rage bubbling inside him.

Without fully understanding, he lets it go, his voice filled with fury and desperation.