A small yellow-haired girl was holding a boy.
Everything around the girl had frozen.
"Arthur… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…"
The girl ran away from there.
FUCK
Suddenly, I looked around.
I was still in bed.
I had a really bad dream.
It was the night my family died…
I looked at my hands: "Damn it!! Fuck, I need to let off some steam."
I got up, put on my clothes, and went out into the darkness of the night.
A few people were strolling around laughing and having fun; some were touching girls' breasts, and the girls were acting quite erotic at times.
I was wandering around the red light district, stray devils love places like this.
"Handsome, can I invite you to my house? I'll give you a night you'll never forget," a woman said to me.
She looked like a total MILF and was very beautiful: "Sure, let's go."
I followed the girl, and the place we arrived at really was a house, but a cheap one.
"We're gonna be in the basement, Ricardo. Don't disturb us," the woman said.
A door opened, and we went down to the basement.
The woman turned around and smiled at me: "What a shame… You actually look really handsome. Maybe I could play with your corpse a little. But right now I'm too hungry to think about that."
Suddenly, she started changing shape and turned into a disgusting creature.
Three meters tall, hands like claws, long black hair—she looked like the girl from The Ring.
I raised my hand, and Rebellion appeared.
"YOU'RE NOT AN EXORCIST! THIS ISN'T A SACRED GEAR EITHER! WHAT IS THIS SWORD?!"
The devil swung its claw, intending to chop my head off.
But the only thing that happened…
Slash
Its arm was cut off and blood sprayed like crazy: "AH IT HURTS!! I'LL KILL YOU!"
"Too late. And you're way too slow. Wouldn't it be better if you put in a little more effort?" I stabbed my sword straight into its chest and lifted its body while it was still impaled on my blade.
Blood was splashing onto me, but the blood was being absorbed into my body.
The stray devil screamed: "PLEASE AHHHH!!! I DIDN'T WANT THIS! THEY FORCED ME TO BECOME A DEVIL!! I COULDN'T CONTROL MY INSTINCTS!"
"If there's still any humanity left in you, accept death, devil."
I swung Rebellion, and the devil was split in two.
The entire room was covered in blood.
Rebellion disappeared, and a pistol appeared in my hand.
Suddenly, the door opened: "Maria, what's going on?"
The man named Ricardo had come, but what greeted him was Ebony pressed against his forehead: "If you're faster than my gun, feel free to try moving."
"NO!"
BAM!!
Ricardo fell to the ground.
He had too much mana inside him—he had to be at least mid-class.
Probably a magician who made a deal with this stray devil.
I prefer finishing the job rather than feeling regret later.
I slowly left the place and walked back toward home.
At least hunting these devils lets me forget my nightmares for a while.