The chapter opens with Aryan and Selena walking cautiously through the dark terrain, their every step haunted by the oppressive atmosphere of the Game of Death. The silence is broken by the sound of laughter. A group of rough-looking players emerges from the shadows, their eyes scanning Selena like predators.
"What do we have here?" the leader, Rono, sneers. "A pretty girl wandering with a weakling? Come with us, baby. We'll keep you safe... unlike him."
The group bursts into laughter, mocking Aryan as they step closer. Selena stiffens, her fists clenched. She can feel the malice radiating off them.
One of the men reaches out toward Selena, but she steps back, her voice firm.
"Touch me, and you'll regret it."
The men laugh harder. Rono grins and nods toward Aryan.
"You're wasting your time with this coward. Look at him! Can't even defend himself, let alone you. Come with us, and we'll show you a real good time."
Aryan stands silent, his face unreadable. But deep inside, something stirs—a dark, primal rage.
As one of the men lunges for Selena, she moves with startling speed, landing a punch that sends him stumbling backward. Her brave heart shines through as she fights them off, dodging blows and striking back. But the group is relentless, and their numbers begin to overwhelm her.
Seeing this, Aryan speaks quietly to himself, his voice cold.
"I can't let her see... what I truly am."
Grabbing Selena's hand, Aryan pulls her away.
"Let's go!" he says, urgency in his voice.
Selena resists for a moment but then follows as they dash into the dense forest. She feels her heart pounding, anger boiling inside her.
"Why did you run?" she demands, glancing back at him. "Are you that much of a coward?"
Aryan doesn't respond, his expression blank. But as they run deeper into the forest, Selena doesn't notice him slipping away, disappearing into the shadows.
Back at the clearing, the group stops chasing.
"Forget them," Rono says, smirking. "There's always someone better to toy with."
The others laugh and begin to turn away. Suddenly, the air grows heavy, the temperature dropping. A menacing voice echoes behind them.
"You dared to lay a hand on her?"
The group spins around, startled. Aryan stands there, shrouded in darkness, his eyes burning with fury.
"Who the hell are you?" Rono snaps.
Aryan steps forward, his voice low and dangerous.
"Selena... is mine. And you? You're nothing but scum."
One of the men rushes at Aryan, but before he can strike, Aryan moves faster than their eyes can track. In an instant, the man's head is severed, blood spraying across the clearing. The others freeze in shock, staring at Aryan, who stands unfazed, his hand dripping with blood.
"What... what did you just do?!" Rono shouts, his voice trembling.
Aryan steps closer, his tone calm but chilling.
"You thought I was weak? Let me show you what weakness truly is."
The group charges at Aryan, weapons drawn. Aryan moves like a shadow, dodging their attacks with ease. He grabs one attacker by the neck and slams him into the ground with such force that the earth cracks beneath them. Another swings a blade at him, but Aryan catches it mid-air, snapping it effortlessly before plunging it into the attacker's chest.
The fight becomes a bloody massacre as Aryan dispatches the group one by one, his movements precise and ruthless. His dark entity begins to surface, giving him an almost demonic aura. Blood stains his hands and face, but his focus remains unbroken.
The last remaining man stumbles backward, falling to his knees.
"Please... mercy..." he begs.
Aryan tilts his head, his expression devoid of emotion.
"You didn't show her mercy. Why should I?"
With a single strike, the man collapses, lifeless.
Rono, the group's leader, sits calmly on a makeshift throne, watching the carnage with a twisted grin. As Aryan approaches, Rono claps slowly, mockingly.
"Impressive. I didn't think you had it in you, kid."
Aryan glares at him, his voice a low growl.
"You're next."
Rono rises, cracking his neck.
"You really think you can take me? Go ahead, try."
Aryan lunges, his speed unmatched. He strikes at Rono with the intent to kill, but Rono dodges effortlessly, stepping aside as if it were a dance.
Aryan freezes, shock crossing his face.
"How... how did you dodge that?"
Rono smirks, his eyes gleaming with confidence.
"You're not the only one with tricks up your sleeve, boy. Let's see how strong you really are."
The chapter ends with Aryan staring at Rono, his fury rising as he prepares for the battle ahead, the darkness within him threatening to consume him entirely.