25. Dangerous

Hey guys, narrator here.

Huh? Who's that mysterious voice Sid heard?... The hell would I know?

That damned author, he's being too secretive recently, keeping me at arm's length all the time.

Ahhh... so annoying.

At any rate, I'm more curious about what exactly that girl did to him.

Hehehe... Why don't we sneak a peek at the scene itself to find out?

.....

The woman looked at Sid lying on the ground, a slight grin tracing her lips—indicating her satisfaction.

"Guys, take it to the car. I don't want to stay in this damn shithole for another minute!... Come on, move faster!" She kicked Sid's body towards the car, screaming at the ones inside.

"Yes, ma'am!" There were ear-piercing shouts in response.

A pair of men, wearing formal black suits, came rushing out of the car. They squatted near Sid's body, trying to measure his pulse, as a slight frown appeared on their faces.

"Miss Riya, what did you do to him? His traces of life are fading. Are you sure he won't die before reaching the headquarters?" The voice was deep, forming a natural sense of oppression within the listener.

The slight grin on the woman's face disappeared abruptly as she turned around to face the car. "Mind your own damn business!"

She continued, "I just used a bit of trick. If he can't even handle that, he's unworthy of the attention he's receiving from the boss."

"Hmph... Whatever, just make sure he doesn't die. Or the boss might not agree with your point of view." As if dissatisfied with the woman's reaction, the man stopped talking after giving a casual warning.

Listening to the voice, the frown on Miss Riya's face deepened further, outlining her clear dissatisfaction. Then, as if thinking of something, the slight grin once again covered her face. 'He's probably immersed in the delusion of controlling immense strength. Hehehe... Guess what she said was right. Her blessing's definitely not as simple.'

Looking at Sid's body once again, it was being carried over by the pair of men in black. A small machine was attached to his index finger, beeping regularly from time to time.

Beep... beep... beep...

Just halfway to the car, with a long beep, the machine suddenly stopped sounding. It attracted the attention of everyone present, a slight frown involuntarily appearing on their faces.

"What the fuck happened? Dead?" Miss Riya shouted, a sense of urgency clear in her tone.

"Ma'am, the... it's dead," one of the men answered nervously, not daring to look her in the eyes.

"Look, what did I say? Heh, it's none of my business anyway. Explain to the boss yourself..." The deep voice sounded again, this time with a touch of sarcasm.

"Fuck off!... And you guys, carry him to the car. Let's tell the boss first; she'll make the decision on...."

Beep, beep, beep, beep...

Miss Riya flared up, shouting at the top of her lungs. Only for her voice to be cut off by the intense beeping sounds coming from the machine on Sid's index finger.

"What the hell is happening? You fuckers didn't use a defective piece, did you?" Riya asked, her steps closing in towards Sid's body at a fast pace.

"Seriously, what's wrong with the recruits these days? Don't you even check if the machine is working properly before bringing it out on a mission?" The deep voice said in a criticizing tone.

The criticism from two bosses made the men in black's hearts turn cold, beads of sweat dripping down their foreheads. "Well... we picked out only the recently verified machines. We... don't know what's happening... Ahhhh..."

One of the men carrying Sid tried to explain the situation, only for it to be disrupted by a sharp pain in his throat. Looking down, his eyes widened in extreme terror.

Sid's body moved at an extremely unnatural angle, his torso twisting almost completely around. With a sudden, violent motion, his hand slashed across the man's throat, cutting through flesh and muscle in a spray of blood.

His body moved once again, twisting in a grotesque spiral. The leg bones snapped audibly, causing the man holding them to let go in panic. The legs then moved over the man's head, locking it tightly.

"Mmmbphh..."

Crack...

The man tried to breathe under the grip, only for his efforts to result in suffocated mumblings. Following that, with a slight force from the legs, his head was twisted, giving off a sickening crack.

Miss Riya, too, looked at the scene, stopping abruptly. Her eyes widened in shock and horror. She struggled to find words, her mouth opening but producing no sound as she tried to comprehend the brutal display.

The door of the car was pushed open abruptly, revealing the figure behind the deep voice. It was a bald man with bulky arms covered in tattoos—a common trope among former gang members.

He stared at the almost inhuman Sid in front of him. "It's too dangerous."

.....

Sid's body twisted once again. Like being unscrewed, it returned to its original human structure. His neck cracked, straightening back to its position as he stood back up, motionless.

The aura around him rose rapidly, surpassing the limits of his body, causing a dense—almost black—smoke to rise from his orifices.

"What now?" Miss Riya and the bald man looked sternly at the situation ahead, not daring to move rashly.

The black smoke rose, gradually covering the entire area. The density of the aura made the atmosphere feel extremely oppressive.

"It's comparable to a small-scale catastrophe!" The bald man exclaimed, as they kept backing down bit by bit.

.....

Main City of Mumbai

Within a luxurious office room, an exquisite table was arranged meticulously, indicating the modest authority only to be found in the cultured Main City.

On the table was a simple desk nameplate, with but a couple of words written on it—

[A. Morgan - President]

A man's figure stood opposite the table, covered in black from top to bottom, even his face was no exception. He stood there, head lowered in deep respect.

"Sir, it looks like there's a mystic realm appearing at the border of the slums. The energy phenomenon isn't small either; it's likely a big one. How should we proceed?"

The voice was coarse, carrying with it a dry and turbulent aura. The figure then stood aside quietly, waiting for a response.

"Hahaha... Why don't we observe it a bit more? I think it's going to be quite fun." A hearty voice sounded from within the chair, catching the figure off guard.

"Yes, sir."

.....

Back at the Border

"Rudra, I think it's best for us to escape. Let's report to the headquarters first," Miss Riya said to the bald man, their eyes still fixed on the phenomenon ahead of them.

"Yes, I guess that's our only option," the bald man, called Rudra, replied, his expression growing increasingly stern with each passing moment.

Looking over, the area was now completely covered in the deathly black, dense aura. Naked eyes couldn't even penetrate to look within; only by their keen senses could the two of them distinguish the situation.

Sid's body still stood motionless, facing upwards, as the black smoke continued to release from all his orifices, covering the area surrounding it.

"What now?" The man and woman screamed in unison, looking at the sudden anomaly within the surrounding smoke.

It was as if a vortex appeared, centering on Sid, trying to swallow everything covered within the black smoke. It spun rapidly, tucking everything towards the center.

"Dammit!" The pair screamed, pulling back from the vortex with extreme difficulty. Their legs moved, retreating at the fastest pace they could muster.

Thump, thump... thump, thump...

There was a clear, rhythmic sound, resembling the beating of a heart. It grew louder and louder with each beat.

The pair turned around, captivated by the unnatural attraction contained within the sound. Their bodies halted, involuntarily moving towards the heart of the vortex.

"Ki... kill... must, kill... killllllll....." A scream echoed, unnerving to the extreme, waking them up from their daze.

"What the fuck! What happened? Was that mind control stronger than mine? Quick, Rudra, escape from here. It's getting more and more dangerous."

"Yeah!"

.....

"Hahaha... Look at this! Isn't it spectacular?"

"What the hell did you do to me? Why can't I control my body? Who the hell are you? Wh... where the hell am I?" Sid screamed at the top of his lungs, frustrated by the mysterious voice harassing him.

"Hmmm... Who am I?... Who indeed."

"Dammit! Don't play games with me. What the hell are you? Just give me back my body!... Do you think I'll let you off after this? Ahhhh... son of a bitch."

"Scream... scream all you wish. But the fact remains, you're powerless in front of me. Heh, I took over your body and made you turn into a monster, yet, what did you do? Nothing... absolutely nothing."

"Maybe the system was right. It's time for it to change the host. You're no longer suitable for such a great thing. Maybe I'll take it for my own. Hahahaha..."

"Ahhhh... Dammit, you're so annoying. I said, just fuck off!"