Vengeance of the Devil

"You arrive just at the right time. You claim to be my friends, right? Then you must know everything that happened in the past. Guess what? Prepare yourselves because this time, there won't be any Mr. Nice Guy left," Although what I've declared is plain, the reaction from their faces was a little off.

"What the hell happened to you during those last three months you've been in a coma? Why did you suddenly change like that? How come you can state those words without moving an inch or even batting an eye? How come that you've changed? You wouldn't even defend yourself even after being beaten up. Just because you've always believed that violence would never be the answer or a solution to a problem," The one named Augustine was quite perplexed alongside the two because of the current scene. Well, if only they could understand these unexpected things happen.

"Nothing, to put it simply, I just remembered an old memory from the past. By that, I am sure that you've already distinguished what it is. I have realized how much of a fool I am to believe in something that doesn't exist. Belief is just an empty mindset. You dont have to know about those small pieces of information. Because all I need you to do is to just follow my request," Just gave them a cold glare and a smirk, then left to return to my room. I couldn't care less how worried they appeared in front of me, because as for this moment, I still have no recollection about them whatsoever.

My goal is to let them experience everything that they have bestowed on me. Everything is set, and I'll make sure that everyone involved during those times will fear and learn what it's like to live in the fiery inferno. Even if it means sacrificing my own soul for my gain.

Only a few days of being held in the hospital for observation, then finally being discharged. To avoid any unnecessary obligation with this guy Augustine and my so-called boss Stacey, I cleared my own hospital bills. If you wonder where a guy like me would gather a decent amount of money? The answer to that question is the savings card my father gave me as a gift.

Before I went on my way, I wondered why the sudden creepy decorations at the hospital lobby. When I looked at the calendar, today is October 31, 2023. It's Halloween in Japan. So that explains the spooky decorations here in the hospital. Three months and two days had passed since my birthday, and again it was all in vain because of them. They didn't even give me enough time to enjoy my birthday.

As I leave the lobby towards the entrance, the guy Augustine offered to let me stay at his house.

"I'd rather not. If you want my gratitude for everything that you have done up until now. Then I humbly express my gratitude, but I'll take care of myself from now on," No matter how hard I try to reason with this guy, he seems to have a soft spot for me.

"Hey, Xavier, are you seriously going to be like this? I know something might have happened, but how serious could it be that it changed you like this?" This is one reason why being a warm-hearted person is an easy target for those who take advantage of it. Because you simply show your weakness towards people that they were able to assess how to manipulate you.

"I tried to be humble, but you still dont seem to accept it. I dont care what I was in the past nor how soft I am. However, you should learn to bear it by now that the person you once knew changed to who he was today. Plus, if you dont mind, can you stop calling me by that name? That may be my name from the past. But I refuse to continue being called something that was stained by the blood of a coward. Instead, I'll be using Nicholas, and for my last name, it would be Kim. Before the end of this month, expect that my name would also be legally changed," Then a taxi suddenly honks at the entrance. I left without batting an eye then gave him a cold expression.

As the driver opened the door to let me in, but as the driver was about to shut the door, he was supposed to tell me something. However, I immediately closed the door before he even had the chance to speak. After the driver entered the taxi, we then left the hospital.

Not even a minute had passed when suddenly I saw a flash of my old memories with Augustine and that woman named Ms. Stacey. As I reminisce about the past, It turned out that the woman was my boss back when I was still working in the convenience store. And the guy was actually my best friend and the only person who helped me when I was all alone.

(I don't care about my past connections with them; this is me now. And nothing will ever sway the injustice I received back in the past. I'll be sure to pay them back big time)

It took me at least an hour and a half to reach my destination. I've only recovered half of my strength because of what happened. Although I seem to have forgotten the way to that place. My instinct led the way to what I call the house of demons. Looking from the outside, it only appears as a regular house. But I could feel my blood boiling just from standing in front of the gate.

Again, flashes of memories started to flood inside my mind, showing how they beat me up every single time. The house doesn't look that different from what I have remembered, a tall black gate with brick wall fences covering the front of the house. And a Dirty red-colored exterior with three floors at about 170sqm each floor.

You couldn't believe your eyes, that with this kind of house, someone living inside them would be a demon. I meant a person with an inhuman personality.

When I tried to enter the gate, it was opened, so I entered the house conveniently. Coincidentally, one of my brothers, Emmanuel, was about to leave the house before seeing me opening the gate. He fell back inside, screaming my name, which is Xavier. With a look of fear and trembling, he called his brother John.

All of them went running outside only to see the man that they fear.

"What's wrong with your faces, my dearest family. Didn't you miss your brother?" Provoking them is the most hilarious thing I have ever done. They always acted as if they're superior to anyone but are scared if someone starts to give them a dose of their own medicine.

"How the hell are you still alive? They clearly reported that they have done my orders. You were shot in the leg when you were kidnapped after your release. Although it's clear that they failed during that time because you answered the phone call. Then they followed you to the hospital, they tried to ram you with a car, but as expected, you dodged perfectly. And in exchange, you were hit by a metal bat in the head while driving a motorcycle. Before leaving, they confirmed that you were dead, and after three months, you suddenly come here looking all proud? So how in the hell that you're still alive after that?" Now, you can clearly see how badly they treat me.

However, I just ridiculed his mindlessness. All he can do is talk and think that the world revolves around him. How come that I fell into someone like this in the past. When in fact, he is the true definition of a coward.

"Whoa, is that how you greet your brother? The manners, please? Why dont you prepare a cup of coffee for me, then we'll talk?" Their priceless reaction on how calm I am after everything they did have started to develop a sense of inferiority and terror.

I sat in the living room without waiting for their approval. However, as I sat on the couch, my brother John pointed a gun behind my head.

"You're getting really sloppy, John. I've been pointed by a gun that many times. And you still think that something like that would have worked against me," I pulled his hand and squeeze it making him scream in pain. Although I can't believe how strong I am, suddenly, my grip strength increased tenfold. My normal grip strength is about 72.5 pounds, but now it became at least 1250 pounds enough to crush metal with bare hands. Eventhough it cannot break someone's hands, it is enough to inflict damage.

He screamed in pain, making everyone defensive and scared.

I whispered in his ears this phrase that made him resist.

"You haven't forgotten what I promised you that day, right? I went through hell and came here to let you experience the wrath of the man who went to the fiery pit himself."

After shoving John to the ground, I stood up then announced something.

"How disappointing my dear family. I'll just leave a warning, for now, but remember this I'm not the same person I was before. So you better be prepared."

As I head out and leave the house, my sister Esmerald was filled with fear and desperation that she hit my head with a vase. Although the vase was shattered into pieces, it only left a small wound at the back of my head. I gave a heavy glance as I look back, and it left her scared that she fell down to her knees after seeing my eyes.

"Try that again. I'll kill you for sure," after seeing that reaction, it somehow satisfied my thirst for vengeance. However, this is not enough.