Way To Freedom

"Is that-is that the creature controlling them?"

Emmy's mind was already collapsing for what he was seeing. This isn't what he had seen before, it doesn't look like an animal of some sort, at first he had thought that the creature controlling the horde of tentacles will be an octopus or something similar, but this is a lot different and completely out of his imagination.

He couldn't describe it well but all he knows was that the creature has some human feature, it has two legs, the legs as tall as Emmy himself. And on the place where hands were supposed to be, the tentacles were gathering there, forming a tentacles hand.

The creature is a large one, almost bigger than a café house, Emmy knew that'

And then, there was the creature's head, the different and the most frightening feature is the creature's head. The head wasn't a spherical shape like human's head would; instead, this looks like a pyramid, a large ancient pyramid that was made of mud.

The body of the creature itself looks like it was made of some black steel while it's head is made of mud, and the head can be described as the largest part of the creature's body. The head itself is twice the height of Emmy and it's a few inches away from touching the ceiling.

The eyes socket and the nose were both empty with dark liquid dripping from it towards the mouth, and the mouth itself…

'What is this.'

Emmy thought as he finds it hard to describe the mouth. It was as big as Jone or even bigger than the dog, it was shaped like a kite and there were long sharp teeths that looks like some ancient spear.

From where he was standing, he looks at the towering creature as it stepped out of the portal and it has immediately closed. The horde of tentacles was already done with whatever they were forming in place of the creature's hand.

And the left hand looks like a scythe, a steel scythe made of tentacles, and the right hand….

The right hand….

Emmy scowled.

'Where is it?'

He strained his eyes to examined the creature well, that's when he noticed that the right hand was stretched forward, it was stretched towards him and following the steel hand with his gaze, he saw a clenched steel fist heading his, he was too late to react and the fist hit him straight in the stomach, he was sent flying back crashing into the back wall.

Crimson blood left his mouth and splattered across the floor, he could hear the sound of bone cracking inside, in a few seconds, he was lying in a pile of blood, his blood was rushing out of his body and his sight was blurry.

'I'm dying.'

He couldn't think straight again, he is slowly losing his sense, he tried to look around to see Jone but darkness was already enveloping his mind and he couldn't see anything again.

Until he felt a great pain on his shoulder, something sharp pierced him straight on his shoulder.

"Arghhh!!!"

He screamed, and the pain has brought back his mind, the pain was making his mind and sense blink. His sense wasn't going but it didn't also stay, it fading away and coming back, and his vision was doing the same. It was as if death was playing with him.

Another sharp pain was felt on his back and the little blood left in his body was draining, the second pain made his mind and vision clear for a dozens of seconds, that's when he realized that he was being attacked by the tentacles, the steel hand had turn back to the horde of tentacles. Worse of all, they were dragging towards the creature, they were attached all over his body, moving him a few inches away from the floor towards the creature.

He could see Jone was trying to get up from the edge of the room, it seems as the dog had battle with the tentacles some seconds ago and was badly beaten and whacked away to the edge. 

'Am I really going to die? After everything I have done just to survive, I'm going to die like this.'

He was really sad, if he had known that it will all end like this, he wouldn't have challenged the bastard, he would've gone straight to Alice and ask her to kill him.

Well what was he expecting, it's not like Lucifer will make it easy for him if he was to request for Alice to kill him instead of fighting her, the bastard will make sure that he fight her either way. So challenging him was the best option and he knew he shouldn't regret his decision, he only needs to fight till his last breath, like he had promised.

But what was he supposed to do now, this is his last breath and he had fought to his last breath.

'No, I can't die like this, I can't die in the hand of this bastard. I need to become a great footballer; I need to find out what my father always do anytime he went away. I need to survive; I have a lot to accomplished in this damned world.'

He screamed in his head.

Using the last seconds of his clear mind, he looked around and saw the makeshift pen that he had created with Alice for Jone, and that's the last thing he saw before his mind went back to the blinking state, but he already knew where it was and the plan he had now was to take the makeshift pen.

The question now is; what was he going to do with the makeshift pen, the tentacles were already moving him away from the floor, they were heading towards the creature's mouth. Stretching his hand as hard as he could, he grabbed onto the makeshift pen and at the same time, his mind faded away, when it came back, he was a few meters away from the creature's mouth and the steel scythe hand of the creature was already moving towards him, ready to grab him.

Maybe it was due to the dire situation he was in, or the fear of being eaten alive by the creature or the fact that he had promised to fight to his last breath.

In a desperate measure, he hurled the makeshift pen as hard as he could towards the creature's mouth, the creature didn't react immediately, instead it study the wooden cube that was flying towards him for a couple of seconds and then opened its mouth wide for it to come in, Emmy's mind went away again.

A couple seconds later, his mind came back and he could see that he was falling down, the tentacles were not dragging him again and he could see that they were retracting back. He couldn't see what's happening clearly as his mind wasn't stable but as soon as his body hit the hard floor, his head screamed and pain pierce his mind making it clear as a day for many seconds.

Ignoring the pain, he looked at the creature, trying to see why the tentacles were retracting back. What he saw made his heart skipped, two ice pillars were sticking out of its upper jaw and two more were sticking out of its lower jaw making hard for the bastard to close its mouth, the woods that serves as the body of the pen were nowhere to be seen, the only thing he could think was that the creature had swallow them.

But that's not all, something else was happening to the creature, all the tentacles were heading towards what looks like the creature's throat and its belly, they were trearing it apart with the steel scythe damaging the steel belly of the creature, Emmy knew this action isn't the pain from the ice pillar, it had to be something else, the creature can easily removed the pillars from its jaw even though it will cause some pain, so he knew this isn't caused by the pillars.

He remembered that after the pen was made, Alice was doing a few things to it, he didn't know what it is that she was doing but he already got his answer now.

'So, she added wood reservoir to it, for it to be freed of insect.'