"The last petal of the tulips fell,
and that's when she realized,
She'd fallen so deep.
But it was too late,
because her soul was already in the abyss."
***
The city lights looks dazzling beneath the bright full moon, but the lights from the village of Collis Vermilla seems to be gloomy once again. The night was supposed to be quiet, but the rumbling noises of people getting ahead over the others reverberates the sky making the night grotesque. Their unpleasant words hovers along the whooshing sound of the wind, it traipses the hundred steps to the anonymous person lurking in the dark.
The anonymous person jumped over the edges to the corner of goons. Isa na namang kawawang biktima ang hawak ng grupong naglalaman ng anim na hybrid. Hindi na iyon bago mula nang mangyari ang aksidente na iyon sa Peakbrook. Lahat ng tao sa Collis Vermilla ay itinuturing ng kaaway, pinaglalaruan at pinahihirapan. And of course, normal humans are far from hybrids. Bihira pa sa Abyss ang mga taong marunong makipaglaban, kaya naman palagi silang dehado.
"Akin na pera mo!" Sigaw ng isang goblin.
Ang putik, ang lakas ng loob. Akala mo kung sinong siga ang isang 'yon ah, malaki lang ang katawan pero halata mong mahinang nilalang. Malakas lang loob dahil may mga kasama.
The poor human shivered in fear and immediately gave his money. "Ito lang ang meron ako..."
She rolled her eyes. Ito ang problema sa mga tao e, mga mahihinang nilalang. Well, hindi niya masisisi ang tangang 'yon dahil ganoon din siya dati. Kawawa, hindi marunong lumaban. Pero iba na ngayon, nagbabago ang panahon, pati na rin ang tao. Sabi nga, change is constant.
"Barya lang?"
"Nawalan po ako ng trabaho ngayon, 'yan nalang ang natira sa mga ipon ko."
"Pweh!" Saad ng goblin at dumura pa.
It's too early to get mad, it's not even past eight and she has not eaten dinner yet. But her blood is boiling to the extent once again. Oh how she hates this. She hates it when she loses control, she's barely at the hang of her patience once again. Mukhang marami na naman ang masusupalpal niya ngayong gabi.
She jumped over the trees and ran fast around the alley where the goons were. Her movements were stern, her presence was loud, huge, demanding and dominating. And it's a sign, they already knew it. Whenever that kind of whoosh happens, they already knew it's her, they're already aware of her presence.
"Shit!" Sabay-sabay na saad ng mga hybrid na nambibiktima ng kawawang tao. "Nandito na naman siya..."
They know her presence, her name is already familiar. Little did the goons know, she was already lurking at their backs concealed in the darkness. Her cape hovers with the heavy wind once again, it smashes her long cane which she turned into a sword.
That kid would hate her if she use her sword to slice bulkheads again, but it doesn't matter anymore. Magalit na ito kung magalit, hindi makakalampas sa kaniya ang kalapastanganan na kaniyang nasaksihan. And besides, she is hundred percent sure that the kid wouldn't mind if she uses her sword to shred blood once again.
"You lunatic limp dick fucks." Her cold voice sent shivers down their spines, the goons immediately reacted and faced her highness.
They gasped when they saw the person they're always scared to meddle with. The anonymous assassin rummaging the village in unknown times. Her supremacy.
As usual, she's sharp again. Her strong language is her signature, along with the mask covering most of her face, only her eyes were showing. The cerulean cape is also waving fine as if it was weaved only for her, it fits her so well. No one notices her presence unless she unleashes it. No one knows the person behind the mask, all they know is she's a pure evil assassin.
And that's totally fine, she loves hearing screams of excruciating pain. Unlike that kid who hates hurting people even though she literally went through a lot of yells because of tortures. Even though she experienced it herself, the pain, the agony, sorrow, tortures caused by the people she'd always treated well. Well, they're different.
"What-- what's happening?" Bulong ng isa pang goblin.
Halata mong may-kaya naman ang mga ito ngunit nagagawa pang mambiktima ng kawawang nilalang na naghihirap na. At talagang nasukbit nito ang gatilyo ng kaniyang pasensya. That's it, that's the thing that aggravates her. Their guts, and they deserve punishments.
"I think... it's her!" Sagot pa ng isa saka kumaripas ng takbo.
Walang pag-aalinlangang tumakbo na rin ang karamihan maliban sa isa na animo'y nag loading pa. Humarap pa ito sa kawawang taong biktima nito, ni hindi nito naisip na isa na rin ito sa magiging biktima sa gabing yaon.
"Run! Run! She's here!"
Malakas na nagsiwagan ang mga ito sa takot. Bakas ang pangamba at pagsisi sa tinig ng mga ito, "Depungal tumakbo pa kayo, tumakbo ka na, nandito na siya! Itigil mo na yan, baka maabutan ka pa niya. Mamamatay ka-- ARGH! Putangina bahala ka, aalis na ko!"
"Teka, sandali! 'Yung pera!" Sigaw ng goblin na naiwan.
"Iwan mo na yan, nandito na siya!"
Ahh, the screams.
She sighed in annoyance. Here they go again with their screams of fear. Hindi iyon ang gusto niyang marinig, ang gusto niya ay iyak ng paghihirap. Pagmamakaawa na hindi mapapakinggan, iyak ng pagsakit, iyon ang gusto niyang marinig.
"Lunatic cuckoos."
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