Time To Revenge

"You are like an angel sent by god to give me salvation!"

"I'm not a savior or an angel, I'm just a being who will give you all hope based on the true hatred that resides in your heart."

The atmosphere became silent, Sakamoto stared at the robed person's one eye. The look in his eyes was strong enough to shake Sakamoto's heart.

"If I accept your offer, what should I give?" Sakamoto has nothing, he's just a useless human.

"I will take them all! From you!"

Sakamoto's eyes immediately bulged.

"Treasure, life, even hatred from within you I will take. In exchange, you will gain the power to avenge all the things that the people you hate have done. Doesn't it hurt? I can clearly see the strong hatred in your heart. Hatred that can destroy everything, with that much power you will be able to avenge their actions."

The atmosphere became quiet again. Sakamoto's hands clenched tightly.

"I can avenge what they did!"

"Yeah, it's up to you. Do you want to accept this offer or not? Living in a world full of falsehood and sorrow is not what your soul wants. I can hear the screams of your soul that is always seeking freedom, maybe this is a way to release the shackles that bind your freedom."

That person kept on inciting Sakamoto to accept his offer, every sweet word was uttered so neatly that it shook Sakamoto's soul.

"Does it really have to be like this?" Sakamoto felt like he didn't want him to accept the offer, but the sad image continued to appear in his eyes.

"Don't fight anymore, now you only need to accept this offer so you can be free from this cruel world."

"Free from the cruel world!" Sakamoto's eyes narrowed, his eyes became very serious. "All right!" Sakamoto's right hand went up. "If I can see them feeling the pain I feel, then I don't care if it costs my life!" Then he gripped the hand like a death trap.

"Hehehe!" The robed person chuckled. "Good! If you really want to accept it, now that you touch this crystal ball, once you touch it you won't remember anything until the time comes!"

Without thinking much, Sakamoto immediately touched the crystal ball. Then Sakamoto's body was like being thrown from the 10th floor of a building, his heart was beating so fast that he was unconscious.

***

After remembering all that, Sakamoto gulped down his saliva.

"I see!" Eyebrows pointed sharply. "Then what should I do?" His determination was unanimous, that day he decided to finish what had always made him feel sad and erase the circle of destiny that was so sad.

"Hehehehehe… you don't have to do anything. All you have to do is let the hatred spread."

A soft whisper entered Sakamoto's brain so softly, slowly the light of consciousness began to disappear. His eyes turned red like a savage monster ready to pounce on its prey.

"Let the hatred spread," said Sakamoto after that a smirk appeared on his face.

…

"Tap!"

All eyes immediately turned to the sound of footsteps where there was already a boy standing.

"Sakamoto? What is wrong?" asked the teacher in a friendly tone.

There was no answer from Sakamoto, only head bowed. Then slowly his shoulders moved up and down.

"Hahahahaha!"

Sakamoto in front of everyone laughed out loud, people became silent. They couldn't believe that a brat like Sakamoto would laugh like crazy people who had lost a sedative.

"Oi what are you…!"

"Crash!"

One of the students tried to rebuke Sakamoto, whose behavior seemed to be inappropriate, but before the student could finish his sentence, his words were cut short by a pen stabbed into his neck.

"Heaah!"

Hysterical screams immediately rang out from the voices of the other students, especially the girls who were so shrill, as blood poured down on the floor.

"Sakamoto!"

"Shut up!"

Even the teacher who was about to yell at Sakamoto, immediately fell silent when he heard Sakamoto's words which no longer sounded like a normal human.

"Tap! Tap!"

Sakamoto begins to approach the boy who has always given himself a bitter experience during school. A smile that accompanies his footsteps.

"Sakamoto!"

The atmosphere became even more chaotic after a teacher suddenly entered the room when he heard a noise from the class.

Sakamoto looked behind him, in front of the door stood a teacher who had previously given ramblings that deliberately lowered his mind.

"You!" Sakamoto pointed at the teacher's face with an angry expression. "I'll kill you right now!"

Sakamoto rushed to approach the teacher, when passing a table he saw a pen. Sakamoto quickly took it, and again he threw the pen.

"Crash!"

The pen within seconds was stuck in Akechi's forehead. Then he fell like a tree.

"Hahahahaha!"

In the midst of Sakamoto's sinister laughter, a knife suddenly stabbed into the back of his body. Sakamoto immediately looked back and it was the boy he hated the most.

"You!" Sakamoto took the knife that stabbed into his body. "You think a knife like this can stop me?" The wide grin that was so terrifying was clearly etched.

The boy backed away in fear. At the same time, Sakamoto started walking towards him.

"I'll make you get all the things you've done for me!"

"Arrgh!"

Sakamoto then strangled the boy's neck up high. The child was very tormented, his mouth gaping with bulging eyes as a form of pain he was going through.

"Hehehe… how do you feel what I have been feeling all this time?"

The grip of Sakamoto's hand got stronger until it squeezed the boy's breathing. Seeing his suffering face was so pleasing to Sakamoto.

"That face of yours I always wanted to see. You've been the only one who always saw my sad face. How does it feel?"

"S-It hurts!" The boy answered in the midst of the pain he was in.

"Heahaha… that's right, that's the feeling you always give me! It hurts…" Having had enough Sakamoto raised the knife in his right hand.

Everyone was tensed, they couldn't imagine what Sakamoto would do with the knife.

"Crash!"

Of course, Sakamoto used it to stab the body of the child who was still being suffocated by his left hand.

"Arrgh!"

Blood splattered out until it wet Sakamoto's face. "Hahaha how it feels! Doesn't it hurt!" A few stabs Sakamoto did. The torn skin is like the rhythm of music that soothes his heart. The child who felt the stab could not do anything, even to scream his voice was muffled by the hand that was still choking his neck.

It was all over, when the boy lost his breath. Sakamoto then released his grip on his hand.

__To Be Continued__