One Punch Simulator

The Occult Strikes Back

Taro felt nothing. He was an empty husk, practically a walking corpse. His mind and thoughts were empty. He was empty.

Occasionally, a spark of life would flicker through. He would remember something, feel something. Maybe it was his sense of justice. Or his fight or flight instincts. Or just a desperate cry for help.

But those feelings vanished as quickly as they came, and he was back to being the puppet of a yandere.

The small - the oh so small - part of him that was still alive wondered. It wondered if Raibaru was still alive. It wondered about the S Class heroes. It wondered about Osana and Hanako...

And then it went back to nothing once again. Mindless nothing.

"And what's a sweet young man like you doing down here?"

Taro didn't respond. The S Class hero Puri Puri Prisoner stared him down, almost lustfully.

"You look so tired," Puri Puri Prisoner told him. "I can't leave you down here, now, can I, sweet boy?"

He reached out to grab Taro's arm. As usual, Taro didn't react, or even make a vague expression.

"My, you almost look dead," Puri Puri Prisoner commented, creasing his brow. "Once we get out of here, we're going to the doctor's, you poor thing..."

Taro suddenly pulled his arm away. He could sense her.

"What's wrong?" Puri Puri Prisoner asked.

She was calling for him. He began to walk away, following her voice.

"Where are you going, sweetie?" Puri Puri Prisoner asked.

Taro ignored him, blindly headed forward. And then he felt the ground rumble beneath his feet. Great power was rushing underneath him. For a second, he felt... dread. Overwhelming fear.

The end was approaching sooner than he thought.

Raibaru clenched her fists. Blood foamed around her mouth. She coughed weakly, defending a blow from Ayano.

"You're sick," she hissed. "Budo cared about you. He was your friend!"

Ayano's expression conveyed no emotion as she slashed her chainsaw.

"That doesn't matter to you, does it?" Raibaru asked, tears streaming down her face. She laughed, bowing her head. "And to think you were ever my friend."

She cried out, lunging towards Ayano. But her moves were all over the place, and she couldn't stop coughing horrendously. Every blow that she managed to defend sent her back. Her arms were burning like fire. She was a complete and utter mess.

Raibaru thought of Garou again. The first person she'd ever called a friend. Was he in alignment with Ayano Aishi? If he was agreeing to work alongside that monster... then Raibaru had officially lost all hope in him.

She stared back at Budo's corpse, narrowing her eyes.

He died for me, she thought. Budo, your death is not going to be in vain. I promise.

She took another step towards Ayano. Just as she did, the ground began to rumble. Raibaru held out her arms, looking left and right.

What's going on?! she thought.

Then Ayano was zooming towards her once again, faster than ever. Raibaru gasped, barely dodging the attack.

She's gotten stronger, Raibaru scowled. Dammit.. I need to get stronger too.