Aftermath

Get! up! you useless piece of shit! get up and run!

My supersoldiers programs drill sergeant screamed into my ear while kicking my ribs with his black alloy plated military boots making me curl up from the pain of my ribs fracturing.

I can't ... I can't run anymore sir ...

I whispered through gasps of my burning lungs trying to inhale as much air as possible and my muffled cries of pain, tears, saliva, and snot mixing into my mouth as I laid face down on the muddy ground as the ice-cold rain kept pouring down.

Oh, you can't anymore?

The drill sergeant in a black military raincoat asked with a playful smile on his scarred face as he took out his pistol from his sidearm holster and pulled the top back making the bullet enter the firing chamber while he pressed the pistol's muzzle against my temple.

You got two choices you either get your shit together and suck it up and you run or I put a bullet into you're head right here and now.

So which is it?

The drill sergeant once again screamed into my ear with all he got with his saliva landing on my muddy and filthy camouflaged face.

I...I...I...

I murmured as I started to blackout due to not sleeping for a couple of days already and the physical exhaustion from running to the point I couldn't even feel my limbs anymore.

But as I heard a gunshot of another drill sergeant executing another supersoldiers programs participant.

My survival instinct kicked in making me instantly awake and as I did I screamed my lungs out and slowly stood up with my legs shaking and continued to run one step at a time.

-

I woke up only to see a lightbulb hanging from the ceiling and illuminating my garage's bottom floor.

Sigh... (Drac)

I shook my head.

There's a reason why that woman was nicknamed doctor Frankenstein only a psycho can come up with that kind of training program where if you don't break through your limits you get executed on the spot but truly the fear of death is the best motivator to help you break through your limits.

I thought while taking my smartphone and looking at the time.

'I slept for 24 hours huh?'

'Hmmm...'

I looked at my hand where the wounds I sustained have completely healed leaving a clean and neat stitching scar.

'It seems like my cells constantly tearing themselves apart and reconstructing themselves combined with Grim Reapers mode passive effect has a wolverine-like regenerative capabilities effect but the only downside is that I'm only skin and bones now since my body cannibalized itself.'

'Also it seems like my limbs have become longer...'

Status I thought as I took out the IV needle from my arm.

Race: Ghoulification 40 percent complete.

Strength: 1.2(0.9)

Perception: 1.2(0.9)

Endurance: 1.2(0.9)

Charisma: 1.2

Intelligence: 1.2(0.9)

Agility: 1.2(0.9)

Luck: 0.6

The user is currently in a weakened state due to the body lacking nutrients, energy, and calories.

40 percent that's not good I thought as I felt some of my nails and teeth being loose.

So you're finally awake.

Genesis said as she walked down from the stairs carrying 6 large bags in her arms.

Yea thanks for taking care of me.

I said as I tore off my peeling off nails and yanked out my loose teeth.

Hmph! at least you know how to be grateful.

Genesis said as she put down the bags and took out raw meat wrapped in plastic.

As my eyes landed on the raw meat an inhumanly painful hunger assaulted my mind while my saliva started dripping from my mouth.

Catch.

Genesis tossed me the raw meat and as I caught it I immediately tore off the plastic and sank my teeth into the raw meat like a starving beast.

Crunch.Crunch.Crunch.

I swallowed even without chewing.

'Fuck... I never knew that raw meat can taste so heavenly.'

Here watch the news you stirred up quite a shitstorm.

Genesis said as she took my smartphone and passed me a large bag full of raw meat.

Breaking news! A massacre! A judge?! Witness and executioner at the same time?! Birth of a vigilantly?!

Hmmm... so they care more that some trash got killed instead of that children were being sold as sex slaves?

I murmured with my mouth stuffed full of raw meat as Genesis started tying my grown-out white hair into a small bun.

Viewers, please be advised the scenes you are about to see might be traumatic.

A male reporter said as he started showing a burned-down warehouse with unrecognizable lumps of coal with police cornering off the warehouse, taking pictures, and putting the charred bodies into black plastic bags.

As you can see there are more than a hundred unidentifiable bodies who were burned to coal after they were mercilessly executed last night according to the witnesses.

The man continued to explain and interview a police officer working at the scene.

Yes, thank you Alex for the report.

The view changed into a news channels room where a female host was sitting with a middle-aged man dressed in a high-ranking police officer uniform.

Now we have here with us our Commissioner-General of Police.

Thank you Steisy but before we begin I first would like to tell one thing to the viewers.

Please do Commissioner-General the stage is all yours.

Steisy smiled in a professional manner.

While the man faced the camera, straightened his posture and interlocked his hands, and with a serious face said.

If you're currently watching this 'Angel of Death' then first of all as a father myself I thank you for saving those children but...

The man's voice turned colder and I felt like the man was staring right at me with those eyes of his burning with firmness and conviction.

... It's clear to me that you didn't do it just to save them, even if you did you are not excusable for taking matters into your own hands so no matter who you are, where you are I will hunt you down and bring you to the court where you can be fairly judged for your crimes, a thing you have denied the people who you mercilessly and coldbloodedly executed.

'This guy...'

I smiled with blood from the raw meat dripping from my mouth.

'...is one of those rare kinds of people who firmly abides by his convictions.'

Cough*Cough well that's quite a statement Commissioner-General do you believe you can catch and put on trial this so-called 'Angel of Death' that the witness named as?

Yes, I do.

The man said with conviction and firmness in his voice.

Alright, then I think I and everyone else is most curious about what happens to the witnesses since they technically are illegal immigrants.

Yes about that...

The man took off his glasses and rubbed his face with his hands.

...sigh... it's truly a tragedy that something like this was happening under my nose and I didn't notice it at all but as for what will happen to them...

The man paused for a second.

...well, let's say it like this since they're underaged and have experienced something like this our childcare institution will take it from here for now.

As for the only adult witness she is currently recovering in a hospital, physically she's doing fine but mentally...

The man put back his glasses.

...she will need a lot of time and help until she can be mentally stable enough to give her statement about the human traffickers and the 'Angel of Death...

Drac this guy is gonna be a problem...

I know...

Ring!Ring!Ring!

...speak of the devil.

I murmured as I picked up the call only to be greeted by an ice-cold voice of John.

We need to talk

Sure come to my place.

-

As John walked out from his black BMW car and we looked at each other's eyes in dead silence I spoke first while puffing out smoke from my mouth.

Let's talk inside.

John nodded and followed me into my garage to squeeze through the garages wall and van to the back.

While Genesis closed the garages doors from inside.

Just as John was about to say something I took out a duffle bag full of money and drooped it to the ground right at John's feet.

Upon seeing the money John immediately closed his mouth and squatted down while grabbing a stack of banknotes.

That's your share.

Fuck...

John cursed in a suppressed voice as he sat down on the concrete floor while holding banknotes and staring at the rest of the cash.

So it's really you?

I gave a nod of acknowledgment.

Fuck...Fuck...Fuck... we're in big trouble.

John started swaying back and forth while his eyes became bloodshot.

Don't worry as they say there is no problem that money can't solve.

I said while dropping down a few more duffle bags full of cash.

Upon seeing the money John immediately calmed down while greed overflowed in his eyes.

That's a lot of money Drac.

John said as he loudly gulped down his saliva.

It is and there's more to come if you're interested in my proposal.

I'm listening.

Long story short I'm gonna be cleaning up our country so use this money and get your superiors, politicians, government officials, and everyone else who might be interested in getting enough to live like kings for the rest of their lives.

That's quite a lot of work and it's risky.

John said as he took out a cigarette with still shaking hands and tried to light it up.

Here let me.

I said as I squatted down and took the lighter from John's hands.

John...

As john stuck the cigarette into his mouth and inhaled deeply I took off my black sunglasses revealing my cat-like bloodred glowing pupils with black scleras.

...are you with me?

Charisma in effect. (System)

I...

As John stared into my eyes my charisma made him subconsciously ignore my eye's freaky appearance and at the same time, it finally convinced him.

Persuasion successful (System)

...I'm in.

Excellent here have some I said with a smile exposing my blood-soaked teeth and putting back on my sunglasses.

I passed my vape to John.

So I'm guessing you need more than that for your cleaning operation.

John said with his mouth full of smoke.

Yea I need at least a squad of retired special forces preferably if they have participated in combat missions I also need defensive equipment.

Well, that's the easy part I guess I know a couple of guys who are desperate for a job but as for defensive equipment if you're buying on large scale it's gonna cost you quite a lot since I have to keep my superior's mouth shut.

Don't worry I have more than enough to make them drown in money.