He took a small sigh as he muttered under his breath. "Let's go forward and check what this grimoire is even about."
Eyes were fixated on the grimoire, which was still hovering in the air, the purple mana waves were coming through it.
His steps were slow and deliberate as if he was being cautious of it. 'I can't hurry, who knows what happens, eh?'
Mana started to appear on his right palm, covering the hand completely with its white, shiny light.
When he reached near the grimoire, he extended his hand as a deep exhale left through his mouth. 'Should I really touch it?'
"Well. Here goes nothing." He muttered under his breath as he extended his hand completely towards the grimoire.
But, before he could touch it, a loud voice fell into his ears.
"Before you dare lay a finger upon me… prove that your existence is worth remembering, mortal."
"Wha-?" His voice hitched.
Before he could finish his sentence, a black energy poured out of the grimoire as it coiled around him completely, engulfing him whole.
"AHHHH!!!!"
"SOMEONE GOT INTO A CAR ACCIDENT!!!"
"CALL THE AMBULANCE!!"
A bunch of loud voices fell into Leon's ears as he raised his hand and started rubbing his eyes.
'What? What is happening?'
He tried to open his eyes, but when he finally did, he noticed that he was inside a car and the surroundings were completely filled with fire.
He tried to move his legs, but they failed to move as if he had lost control of them once again. 'Wait... this location... this incident.'
His eyes looked at the legs, then they shot forward as he noticed both his parents in the front seats.
"Mom... Dad..." He muttered under his breath.
They didn't seem to move or let a single voice out.
'Is this the same incident which happened four years ago?'
Tears started to well up in his eyes, the vision of his started to get blurry as he decided to try and wake his parents up.
He kept both his hands on the seat, tried to push himself up. But, his body didn't listen to him for even a small second, his legs were feeling numb as if they were not even there.
His heartbeat had increased tenfold, his pulse was running at the speed of light, and the fire had slowly started to enter inside of the car.
'Fuck... I have to move... I can't lose my parents once again.'
He pushed his body to move, teeth gritted, veins popping out through his forehead and neck, but he didn't stop.
The body of his lifted, eyes were looking at his parents.
A complete horror fell upon him when he looked at both of his parents, the face of his father was completely drenched with blood, and his mother's features were blurred beyond recognition.
A bead of sweat formed on his temple as he staggered backwards slightly and fell back onto the seat.
'What the fuck!!'
His whole body started trembling, fingers clenched as they turned into fists, tears started to shed through his eyes as he gritted his teeth.
"AHHHH!!!!" A loud groan escaped through his mouth as he punched his face once.
'Come back into your senses, Leon. This is just a mere illusion, don't fall for it.'
A small sigh escaped through his lips as he took a few deep breaths and exhaled.
His body started calming up, the veins which were bulging through his skin slowly began to calm.
'I know this is an illusion, but this incident? This is beyond my senses, I can't keep my cool in this situation.'
He looked at the door handle, hand extended as he grabbed it and tried to open it.
But the door didn't budge for even a single second.
"Fuck. Is it stuck?" He muttered under his breath as he tried to open it again.
He let go of the handle as his eyes started scanning the back seat, trying to find something which he could use to break the glass and open the door from the outside.
"Anything... for the God's sake, just give me anything which I can use." His voice came out, tone was completely frustrated.
There were many things kept next to him, seemed if they were heading back home after visiting a shopping mall,
His gaze fell onto a bag which contained multiple items.
He pushed himself slightly further as he used the last chunk of his legs' strength. Hands started to go through the bag at light speed, hoping to find something useful.
'Vegetables, food items, snacks.... Why the fuck is there no hard item.'
His hand touched a jar of jam, and he instantly grabbed it and pulled it out of the bag.
A small smile curled up on his lips as he muttered under his breath. "This will definitely do the work for now."
Gaze shifted towards the window, and his grip on the jar tightened even more as he lifted his hand and swung.
The jar made contact with the glass window, and the window didn't even have a single scratch on it after that hit.
But the jar had broken, the pieces of the jar fell onto the seat, and some of them fell onto his thigh and made a few cuts on there.
"Aghh..." A loud groan left his lips.
But, he didn't stop and rotated the jar slightly, and hit the window once again, and this time the mirror broke slightly.
"I can do it..."
He started hitting the window multiple times, and after a few more hits, it finally broke.
A smile tugged at his lips as he took a deep breath and took his hand out of the window, and then grabbed the door handle from the outside as he opened the door.
When he opened the door, he threw himself out of it and landed on the ground with a loud thud.
His gaze fell onto multiple people who were there, recording the scene.
'These people? Were they recording it the whole time? And they didn't even think about helping us even once?'
His eyes fell onto the ground, fists clenched as his tears started to flow out through his eyes.
A/N
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