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No way this asshole's still alive.
With a grunt of effort, I got on my feet, picked up my gun with my only hand left, and took a step towards the exorcist's body, who was barely shaking his head and moving his fingers a little bit.
The blood kept pouring from his forehead, making a new pool of blood in this property.
If I listened closely, I could hear something coming from him.
"...F-fucker…. K-kill you… f… d- demon… "
How supremely unhelpful.
I didn't bother with any more theatrics, I needed the fucking humanity and I needed it NOW.
I aimed the gun, made sure to aim at his frontal lobe again, and simply,
BANG!
The body gave one last spasm, then moved no more. As soon as he died, I could feel it. I could feel them. White energy coming from his corpse, right into my body.
"Oh, oh YES."
I could feel the Souls enter my body, his life essence becoming part of mine through conquest. I could feel it filling the void that I was, just a little. I felt just a tiny bit more whole.
The sensation was fantastic… but I was still missing something.
"Where's the Humanity."
I looked at the corpse of the exorcist and frowned. He must've been human, right?
After a few seconds, I decided to just try what I did with the bloodstain, I extended my left hand to the body and hoped for the best.
Unlike with the bloodstain, something didn't immediately come back to me, as if it was energy wishing to return to its rightful place. No, nothing like that.
But I did feel something there. And so, I pulled.
As I pulled, as I forced whatever was inside the exorcist to fucking LEAVE its body, something began to take form at the palm of my hand.
Something black, as if it was pure darkness, outlined by a white sort of energy. It looked right so I kept pulling, and pulling, and pulling, and pulling, and-
And then I was done.
Without even realizing it, there was simply nothing more to pull from. Now in front of me was just a corpse, a completely empty, worthless carcass with two big fucking bullets through its brain. And in my hand…
Was a black sprite, with a thin white outline.
Humanity.
It was odd, it wasn't the same as what I had gathered from the bloodstained. I felt like I could save the sprite of Humanity in my pockets and it would just stay there, like any other item. Convenient, if nothing else.
For now, I pocketed it. I still needed to loot the place.
In fact, now that I thought about it, something changed now that the exorcist was dead.
When I first encountered the house, I couldn't feel any cars around the street, or even people. It was completely deserted.
But now… I could easily hear the sounds of cars.
Shit. Was he blocking people off from getting here?
I needed to get out of here fast, this murder scene was horrific enough when I entered, and it was worse now with the addition of another corpse with multiple bullet wounds.
I really didn't want to get the police on my case, or worse yet, Rias and her troupe of shitheads.
Quickly, I made a fast dash for all I needed here. Precisely, the exorcists' gun and lightsaber thing.
Kneeling down, I first pocketed my gun, then grabbed the lightsaber by the handle-
Only for me to drop it with a single touch.
"Shit! This is burning!"
The handle felt horrifically hot for some reason. I didn't bother wondering why exactly it was so hot, I just took off the bandanna from my face, wrapped it around my hand, then grabbed the lightsaber.
It still felt horribly hot, but it was enough to let me press the button on its side. With a single press, the lightsaber turned off, now just a handle of horrific temperature.
I pocketed the saber on one of my jacket's pockets, then ran back inside. I didn't bother staying long, just making a direct line to the gun the exorcist dropped, and although the thought of possibly harvesting humanity from the dead girl inside went through my head, I really didn't want to stay here longer than I needed.
Loot gathered, I ran back outside, quickly kneeled down the exorcists' side to take ammo for his gun, and finally absconded from the place without looking back at the exorcists' corpse, going back to the alleyways I came from, now a few Souls richer, with a new gun and also a cool new lightsaber.
Best of all, it only took me half-an-arm.
Today was the day of good deals, it seemed.
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"And… Fuck, there we go, all set, right?"
I looked at the makeshift fire pit with some sort of abject pride.
I had it built inside a fenced area by the city center that looked pretty abandoned, the fence itself already broken before I got here and perfect for entering.
The place was obviously dirty, but it was a small inconspicuous space that didn't really attract any attention.
At the center of the space was a poor excuse of a firepit. A small circle of pebbles, with whatever wooden things I could find in the trash.
But… something was missing. I didn't know why I thought that way, as far as I knew the firepit was good enough to light, but it didn't feel right. At all.
I stared at my shoddy work, eyes narrowing.
After a few moments, I snapped my fingers.
"It needs a stick."
It was a stupid addition, really, but it felt right for some reason. I quickly looked around the place and the nearby trash. Soon enough, I had a metal rod in my hands.
With an odd sense of satisfaction, I buried the metal stick into the pile of firewood. Now my bonfire had a metal rod sticking out, looking absolutely… perfect.
Rummaging in my pockets, I produced the small sprite of Humanity I harvested from the exorcist.
Extending my hand to the bonfire, acting out of pure, primal instinct given to me by the Darksign, I held the piece of Humanity to it.
With purpose, I firmly crushed the Humanity in my hands, feeling how all that it contained, all the essence of Humanity within, spilled down to the bonfire.
The second the Humanity juice made contact with the wood-
Flames. Beautiful, beautiful flames.
In one instant, this small decrepit space, dark and filthy, became warmly lit, with even the smallest of objects in the vicinity producing sharp shadows behind them.
The flames within the bonfire danced languidly while hugging the metal rod, which now stood proudly inside it.
This… This was comfortable.
BONFIRE LIT.
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