Weeks flew by.
It was already two months since his classes first started, and he was not in a good mood, his flaw was finally beginning to press him, the feeling of hunger finally stirred within his body about three weeks ago.
He was honestly, desperate, the hunger was pressing in his body, which he did not like, he was seriously considering killing a Sleeper, but, before he could stir in his cursed thoughts, something else caught his attention.
His communicator buzzed with a notification, Hayakawa froze, his lips pressing against each other, his eyes locked onto the phone, deciding what to do.
The notification said:
EMERGENCY ALERT
EMERGENCY ALERT
GATE ACTIVITY DETECTED IN YOUR PROXIMITY
ETA: 201 SECONDS
EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY!
Gate Category: 1 (90% probability), 2 (7% probability), HIGHER (undefined).
He froze.
Hayakawa knew that he had to do something about his Flaw, or else he would have to kill someone, which he was not prepared and he also had morals, after all.
So, he prepared to leave, it was night-time, Sleepers could enter and leave the Academy at any time.
He left his dormitory, trying not to make any sound, he kept going and avoiding cameras throghout the halls.
Each step felt more dreadful, each second that passed Hayakawa was more certain that it was a horrible idea.
***
Hayakawa was wandering through the streets, following the map on his communicator, towards where the Gate was open.
"I can't believe I am really doing this.. As a Sleeper!"
Until he was face-to face to the Gate, a few minutes later suddenly Hayakawa felt something, the shadows exploded in a mad dance, the moonlight was growing dim and ghostly. The wind howled through the empty street, as if the air was being sucked into the widening rift.
And then, an invisible shockwave spread out of it, Hayakawa knew the Gate was open.
He immediately summoned the Devil's Scales, the pure dark armor covered his body, his body felt lighter, stronger, and as soon as that feeling came, Hayakawa pulled the cord on his chest.
Deep below his soul, Hayakawa felt something stir, the sound of a familiar chainsaw revving through his soul.
The familiar chainsaws sprouted through his arms and forehead, the chainsaw helmet came to life, Hayakawa could sense the blood draining from his body, his eyes locked onto the Gate, and as soon as he did that, something left the rift.
It was something that looked like a demonic hound, Hayakawa was curiois to what a Nightmare Creature's soul looked like, but, the vision was completely vile.
Beneath the creature's tough hides, instead of spheres of radiant light, the creatures had hideous masses of swirling darkness at the center of their beings, veins of it spreading throughout their souls like cancerous growths.
In the depths of that darkness, something unclear seemed to be moving, as if trying to break free. The sight of it was both frightening and repulsive.
"I'm going to 'consume' the blood of those things?.. Blegh!"
But he had no choice, as soon as that hound started to rush towards Hayakawa, he prepared himself, entering a stance that he learned in the Academy.
The hound started to try and bite Hayakawa, dozens of times that hound had tried to jump and bite it, apparently, that hound had only one instinct, to jump and bite it's prey.
When the hound backed up, Hayakawa rushed, his chainsaws slasheing the hound's flesh, on the eyes of Hayakawa, the satisfaction of killing such a being brought satisfaction to his soul.
When the blood seeped through the creatures neck, Hayakawa felt something, he hadn't yet drinked that blood, yet, the feeling of hungry was, somehow, over.
'So.. I don't need to drink blood, I just need to kill something!'
The voice of the Spell whispered onto his ears.
[You have slain a awakened beast, Demonic Hound]
It was his first kill outside his First Nightmare, it wasn't as hard as he thought it would be.
But that beast wasn't the only one, dozens of Nightmare Creature's could be seen exiting the Gate, Hayakawa froze.
'I can't believe I am seriously doing this..'
Dozens of hounds closed upon Hayakawa, he began swinging his chainsaws around, not letting a single one of them escape, they weren't exactly strong, yet, they had the combined numbers that compensated their strength.
A good part of his flaw was that, somehow, killing made him regenerate, he did not know why, but that time wasn't exactly the best time to explore his flaw.
Fortunately their numbers seemed to decrease.
[You have slain a awakened beast..]
[You have slain..]
[You have..]
[You..]
"Huff.. Huff"
Hayakawa wasn't planning to try and face the Guardian of the Gate nor the second wave, and also his time was already going low, he wouldn't want to explain to the government what him — a Sleeper — was doing in front of a Gate.
So, as soon as he heard the sound of a PTV coming up, he bolted, he already got what he wanted, which was blood.
***
Hayakawa was currently in his dormitory, his armor was so bloodied he couldn't even recognize it, he already had dismissed his Hybrid form, so, he just put on some spare clothes he had and opened his runes, in case he had gained memories.
'Please..'
The familiar floating runes that described himself opened infront of him.
Name: Hayakawa
True Name: Hero of Hell
Rank: Dreamer
Soul Fragments: [36/1000]
Memories: [Devil's Scales], [Unyelding Ambition], [Promise's Cloak]
As soon as he saw those two new memories, his eyes shined withe excitement.
'Two new memories!'
He focused on both runes, to see information about both of them.
Memory: [Unyelding Ambition]
Rank: Awakened
Type: Weapon
Description: [Once, a undying king swore to reach the peak of humanity, yet, the king was cursed by a God, and could not reach it's goal. With time, the king became obssessed with their past objective, neglecting their kingdom in pursuit of personal strength, the subjects, in revenge against the Cursed King, they rebelled aginst the king and severed the corpse of the king into 7 pieces. This is but a mere scratch of the Madness of that same King]
'…'
Hayakawa was speechless, such a description from a memory of the awakened tier was not something he expected, yet, he was in utterly joy, after all, a weapon memory was just what he needed, after all.
He quickly summoned his Memory, pristine white sparkles unforled in his hand, taking about 5 seconds of wait, the memory finally finished forming.
It took form as a beautiful greatsword, it's hilt was completely black, the blade of the sword was pristine white, carved with runes that Hayakawa couldn't solve yet.
'I will ask Teacher Julis later..'
Hayakawa quickly moved onto the next memory he had recieved, he searched for it's runes and focused on the description.
[Promise's Cloak]
Rank:Awakened
Type: Garment
'A Garment!'
Before Hayakawa continued reading, he stopped for a bit, looking at it, a Garment was a rare type of memory which could be wore on top of an armor.
He resumed the reading of the runes.
Description: [A fated Hero was climbing through the jagged peaks of a snowy mountain, carrying a caravan with the enemies he swore to destroy, yet, his most harrowing objective at that time wasn't the humans nor the mountain, it was the fearsome King of the Mountain, the Hero battled the King for days and night, ultimately being it's end.]
'Why does the Spell loves to put some random tales into my memories, for Spell's sake!'
As soon as Hayakawa summoned the memory, white sparks rushed in his shoulders, eventually forming a completely crimson red cloth, taking the form of a long cloak.
'Cool.. I just don't know what it does, well, I guess I'll discover later, for now, i'll dismiss it and go sleep..'