Vol.1|Ch 12 - Creatures of Law [2]

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Back to the fight,

The Law Maker (Jin) blocked the blades with one of his arms, wincing slightly, and launched a point-blank energy burst at the other. The creature dodged, but The Law Maker (Jin) followed with a spinning heel kick coated in spiraling Ki. It connected.

The shadow howled in silence, tumbling across the shattered plaza.

The Law Maker (Jin) stood calmly, dust swirling at his feet. The creature's form flickered again, unstable—wounded, but not deterred.

Then, it changed tactics.

Its shape collapsed into a mist of black vapor, and in the next instant, it surged toward him—not as an attack from outside, but inward.

It went for his mouth, his eyes, his very skin.

An invasion.

A desperate attempt to take control of his body—to destroy him from the inside.

The Law Maker's (Jin) eyes sharpened. He braced, gathering his Ki like a shield around his core.

Still, the creature seeped in.

For a moment, it passed through him. And in that moment—he felt it.

A jolt deeper than any strike.

Not physical—but emotional.

Searing, soul-deep pain. Not rage. Not malice. Something older. Something hollow.

Agony.

Confusion. Loneliness. An endless scream that had no sound.

He didn't just feel it—he understood it.

The creature wasn't simply fighting him. It was trying to escape. From its own existence. From itself.

It failed to possess him. His Ki surged, purging the shadow out through his skin like a current of lightning. The creature was expelled violently, collapsing back onto the stone floor in a writhing, unstable heap.

But now, The Law Maker (Jin) looked at it differently.

"...You're not a monster, are you?"

His eyes glowed faintly as he raised his gaze. Ki surged once more—but this time, it was laced with something deeper.

A thread of Primal Power.

He forged a Law on the spot—an extension of will and awareness:

Law of Clairvoyance

[ A Law to see beyond natural limits. Allows perception of the unseen, the hidden, and the impossible ]

And then—he saw.

Chains.

Dozens of them. Hooked into the creature's core, extending far into unseen planes. Their edges shimmered gold, not with beauty—but with ancient, binding power. Each chain was etched in symbols he had felt before.

The same one from the contract he himself had accepted at the start of all this.

'Now I understand,' he thought.

The realization struck him with a deep, unsettling clarity. This creature, this being—wasn't a mere monster. It was a victim, bound by forces older and more insidious than anything The Law Maker (Jin) had encountered.

The Law Maker (Jin) stood tall, his gaze sharpening. Ki surged within him—steady, controlled, purposeful. He felt the weight of the creature's suffering, the silent plea buried beneath its rage. He didn't like sad endings. He never had. And if there was still a soul buried in that darkness, he would set it free.

Raising his hand, The Law Maker (Jin) exhaled slowly, his focus razor-sharp. He was no longer just a wielder of force. This time, he reached deeper—beyond Ki, beyond anything. He invoked his Primal Power. And through it, something greater took form. A law not bound by will or strength... but by truth. Something that could not be denied.

The Law of Freedom.

[ A Law to become free from any kind of binding ]

He breathed in sharply, his hand glowing with the pure essence of that Law. In a slow, deliberate motion, his palm stretched forward toward the creature—toward its chains.

This wasn't something he made in just a moment.

He had been crafting it ever since the moment he signed that contract. Without fully understanding the original contract's architecture, he had to built it in fragments—through trial and intuition. The complexity grew with each revision—shaped by guesswork, instinct, and sheer will.

Eventually, it worked—enough to free himself.

But it wasn't perfect. And he didn't know if the creature before him bore the same contract.

Still, it was the best he had. And if it even might work... he had to try.

A surge of power pulsed from his hand—an ethereal light that shimmered against the very seams of reality. The chains convulsed, alive with resistance, but the Law pressed on. 'Let this work...' The Law Maker (Jin) thought. The golden threads strained... then snapped, one by one, like glass under pressure. The sound echoed unnaturally, as if tearing through more than just the physical world.

For the first time, its eyes were free of rage. Its form wavered, no longer held together by torment—just fragments of a soul, trembling on the edge of release.

The creature's astral body began to disintegrate, dissolving into golden light, slowly fading away. Its movements slowed, no longer fighting, no longer full of rage.

And then, as its body scattered into nothingness, it turned toward The Law Maker (Jin).

Its face, for the first time, held no hatred.

No anger.

Just gratitude.

It smiled, and The Law Maker (Jin) heard it in his mind, in a language not of sound—but of pure understanding.

"Thank you."

The Law Maker (Jin) stood motionless, his eyes softening as the creature vanished completely. It wasn't a victory, not in the way he had expected, but in a deeper sense, it was. The creature had found peace.

For that brief moment, he understood. Until now, he had thought of these trials as twisted games—brutal, but finite. He had been wrong.

These were more than games. They were cages.

People were being bound by Universal Laws, trapped in contracts so cruel that even death couldn't release them. A punishment with no end. It was something he never saw or thought possible in his entire life.

But now he understood. And now, he was certain—he would free them all. Every soul bound to the Warden's cruel game, where even death offered no escape.

As for the battlefield—it was no longer just a place for conflict.

It was where he began the war.

And The Law Maker (Jin) would make sure to bring it straight to the Warden.