The Chosen and The Broken

Previously, both Mary and Yun had been teleported elsewhere, engaging in a cruel and tough battle for each of them. Although, what happened to Tool while those events were going on? We'll find out right now.

After Mary and Yun were sent away.

Tool was standing there in disbelief, this could may be one of the moments he has shown emotion in his life, only because, his beloved sisters were in front of him.

"Sheena.. Shina. What are you two doing here? Shouldn't you be two at the Academy?.." Tool said, his voice a bit shaky and nervous, he couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of his eyes.

"Little brother.." Sheena said before pausing herself, letting Shina continue her sentence. "Is it true that you killed mother and father?.." She said with an almost broken and soft voice.

Tool clenched his fist, his head down, unable to admit it right in their eyes. "..yes." Once he answered, he saw the ground shaking, until suddenly it would explode beneath him, the area where he stood was covered by flames, Shina acted immediately, her fire magic now being powerful than before.

But Tool was just there, standing amidst in the burning flames, making Shina sigh with a chuckle. "Our little brother is still strong." She said with Sheena continuing. "He is after all, mother and father's favorite." Tool would casually wall through the flames, his clothing on fire but he didn't mind it. After he got out, he walked towards to his sisters, his head high, looking at the both of them with worried eyes.

"I'm guessing you two won't listen." He said with his tone of voice being broken and hurt, he didn't expect his sisters to ignore his pleas of trying to explain what really happened. All the two knew was that he killed their parents in cold blood. Making Shina and Sheena manipulated into thinking their little brother is a murderer.

"I'm sorry." Tool spoke his eyes now showing some emotion, tears coming out of his eyes before suddenly a burst of heavy magic energy began emitting around him. His Raging Bloodlust was activated but this time, after feeling emotions for the first time in his life, it was stronger.

His sisters felt the aura surrounding him, that amount of energy was almost enough to wipe an entire kingdom. But instead, he was going to show no mercy. The two of them knew they were dead, but they weren't backing down. They were filled with rage and anger, knowing their parents were killed despite the problems Tool faced without them.

Shina began summoning massive fireballs behind her, while Sheena did the same but with waterballs. But Tool just stared at them, an emotionless expression, at the same time, worried and pitiful eyes. Speaking at them. "I'll make it quick and painless.."

Once he said that, he blitzed right through the two of them, his hands raised, the sisters magic disappeared. The two of them standing weakly, having a hard time to breathe. Before turning around to see Tool standing behind them. His hands.. Holding their beating hearts. He did it so cleanly that no blood came out of them when he ripped it out.

Shina and Sheena fell down on the cold ground, the two of them still conscious, with Tool walking towards them and looking down the two about to die. Out of nowhere, Shina chuckled, managing to look at him before speaking. "We're so.." Sheena would continue her sentence. "Proud of you little bro."

Tool just had nothing to say other than look down at them. Both of them now dying, their cold bodies laying on the ground lifeless. His face now broken and saddened. He couldn't believe that he killed them. They weren't going to listen to him so he had no choice.

He fell on his knees, dropping their now non beating hearts at his side, his hands clenched tightly, bursting into tears while his aura was suppressed. Making him feel pain for the first time in his life. But it wasn't physical pain. It was something worse.

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Meanwhile, Cyrus was still with the ghost he had met in a dungeon, the both of them still at the throne room with Cyrus asking. "The chosen one? What do you mean?" He said confused and intrigued about what the ghost was talking about. After all, he just got here in this world.

"Hm.." The ghost would hum, before floating side by side then speaking. "You see.. I was a human here back then. But not just any ordinary human.. I came from Earth. Our Earth." Cyrus kind of expected it, but he didn't know that one of them died.

The ghost then continued speaking. "You see.. Some of us are lucky to end up being here, but you didn't get lucky. Arc had eyes on you already." Cyrus didn't understand what they meant by that. "Eyes on me?"

The ghost nodded. "Yes.. I was the one fortunate enough to gain some information before I killed myself. And the reason being is.. We're going to have a horrible end."

Cyrus gulped, continuing to listen whilst the ghost spoke, floating around the area of the throne room. "Us humans on Earth have more knowledge and talent when it comes magic.. How to use it.. And being passionate of what we want to do. Arc saw potential in you.. A potential that maybe could save all of us. That is why, you're the chosen one."

"Hold on just hold on!" Cyrus said, stopping the ghost from speaking further as he exclaims. "I don't even know what's going to happen in the future, all I know is that Arc gave me a new chance at life because of what I did back then!"

The ghost sighed, shaking their head. "You are a good man despite your.." They looked at him weirdly, kind of understanding the addiction they have. "Wants. But I am speaking the truth here Cyrus.. You're the one that's going to lead us to a safer path. To save us all." They said with their voice being hopeful. But Cyrus couldn't buy it, he really does not believe that him out of all people is the chosen one. Sighing in defeat before turning around and saying. "I'm sorry, but I'm not the guy you're looking for." He said with a defeated tone, walking away from the ghost and leaving the throne room.

The ghost would sigh. "It's not a choice.. It's fate."

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To be continued.