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By 5 PM, with a foul-smelling jacket covering my torso and a green, stinky bandana over most of my face, I made my way to the spot where I had died, right below the big building, right in front of the garbage container I had deemed fit to be my casket.
The trip here had been accompanied by numerous, numerous odd stares and disgusted faces, but NO MATTER, I SHALL TAKE THIS RIDICULE AND TURN THE HUMILIATION INTO FUEL FOR MY CONQUEST FOR POWER.
"I need a shower."
Already tired beyond belief, I simply went up to the container and looked inside of it.
There, looking quite grim knowing what happened, was a splash of blood on top of a few flattened garbage bags. Around the bloodstain was also a fair amount of ash.
"This must've been the pseudo-corpse."
I silently thanked that the pseudo-corpse crumpled into ashes before I even resurrected. I didn't need or want to see my own lifeless, broken body, thank you very much.
Most noticeable of all, though, was that I could see a sort of green glow emanating from the bloodstain. Having nothing else to try, I reach out for the bloodstain.
Before I even touched the thing, I felt myself collecting what I left behind.
And my eyes widened, taking a step back and a sharp intake of air, shivering.
"Oooh FUCK."
I felt them, the souls, the essence of life entering my body, and it felt great. It felt so great to collect the souls. Better yet, was the humanity.
Closing my eyes (again, more out of habit than anything), I reveled in the feeling of being whole again, of humanity.
I shivered again.
"Shiiiit. This is nice."
I knew something was missing upon my resurrection, but now that I had it back, I just felt nice in a way I never knew I could.
Clenching and unclenching my fists, feeling myself, I rolled my shoulders, then let out a satisfied sigh.
"Nice."
…And yet I still felt wrong. Probably the fact I was still a horrible husk of a human.
And if I didn't want to be one, I needed to go kill someone. Right. Now.
"Whoa, fuck, hold on, hold on…"
I held my head and took a deep breath. It seemed that taking in that humanity felt a little too good. I already felt myself wanting to shoot whoever came through that alleyway next.
…Hopefully this wouldn't be a recurring issue. Now, as to who to kill, the obvious answer would be a criminal but there's a problem.
There are almost no criminals in Kuoh.
Which wasn't surprising considering that it's ruled by demons… well, it actually WAS surprising it wasn't worse in that case, but still, the way Kuoh was handled ensured that there weren't any criminals lurking in alleyways. It explained why I didn't get mugged when I went to sleep yesterday.
I briefly thought of trying to get humanity from the demon I killed yesterday.
After all, she supposedly was once a human, and should count as having humanity, but her corpse was probably already taken care of by Rias, and I ain't facing her while being a zombie, so that was a no go.
Another stray? There's a risk, since they're heavily monitored by Rias, but it was plausible.
The easier way to accomplish this would be to just kill some random person, but even if I was willing to do such a thing, it wouldn't really work in the long run.
A murder in this town would be big news, and I'm not confident in my abilities to hide a body for too long. Once it's discovered it'd reach Rias' ears and I'd be in deep shit.
…Wait, where all of my problems just because of Rias? Fucking hell, maybe I should kill her.
Perhaps I should go grave-robbing? Although the logistics of it are terrible, all things considered, and since graves are probably quite devil related then Rias-
"FUCKING- ! FUCK! FUCK!FUUUUCK!"
WAS THERE NO WAY TO DO THIS WITHOUT GETTING CAUGHT!? FUCK! FU-
I perked up all of a sudden, an idea popping up.
"A morgue!"
Yes! A morgue! Freshly dead people! I'd just have to sneak into one, grab a corpse, then harvest humanity! Easy peasy!
For the purposes of an Undead, they can be harvested by slaying a human or once-human entity, or by taking it from a deceased human's corpse (although this method is generally unreliable).
No. This was fine. There were probably tons of bodies around, surely I would strike gold sooner rather than later. Surely.
…
"…Probably not."
If the description pointed it out like so, then it's probably really unlikely to harvest humanity like that.
And that was without taking into account the logistics of me entering a morgue while looking like I did.
I heaved out a sigh. Fuck it, people-watching it was, I'd just find the worst possible piece of shit around and kill him. People-watching while smelling and looking like shit, too.
Truth be told, I was getting real sick of smelling like waste. I needed to kill someone pronto so I could look like a human and enter a petrol station shower, then go buy some proper clothes. I had money to burn after Rias' generous donation (i.e., bait).
For now, I settled by traversing the alleyways. Sure, this town was ruled by a demon, but they still let that fucking stray one get real close to me, a supposedly normal human.
Their control wasn't good enough to truly prevent crime. Surely I'd find some evildoer somewhere.
Although I already knew where it was, I still patted my gun, hidden in my trousers by my back. It was loaded and ready to kill whatever poor soul I found.
I just needed that poor soul to not be missed.
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