Emergency Quest! (Final Part)
(Extreme Violence)
Thunder sounded out as the sledgehammer landed on the man's shin, making him scream out in a bloody scream that echoed with the sounds of the storm raging outside. Working my way up to his knee after that, hearing the church of the kneecap and cartilage breaking, along with his screams, drowned out the screams of a young boy in his mind. The child pleaded for his mother to stop the man, but was only met with a cold look of indifference.
Fueling the rage in the man as he worked his way up to the man's thigh, breaking the femur bone. "PLEASE, STOP! I BEG YOU, I WON'T RAPE ANYONE ANYMORE!" The pleas from the man on the ground only fuel the hatred raging inside the man.
18 years ago
"Tom, stop!" A woman yelled, crawling back as the young boy swung the hammer sideways, hitting the woman's cheek. The sound of bone breaking as the woman fell onto the floor, as the child stood over the person he once called mother, bringing the hammer down with all his power and weight. The boy started yelling with a farel tone to it as he brought the hammer down the sound of hammer hitting flesh and bone echoed through out the house for hours only to be drown out by the sounds of sires and pounding on the door as red and blue lights flashing through the window brought the boy back out of his mind as he dropped the hammer and walked to the front door.
"My God, it's a child!" the cop standing before the nine-year-old said, pulling the child out of the house as other cops ran into the home looking around. "We have a dead body in the living room!" one yelled as another one ran down from upstairs and threw up on the front lawn, as the boy felt nothing now. He felt safe for the first time in years without rage, no sadness, and no more pain. But little did the boy know that it was only temporary; this night would push him onto his path that he could never walk away from now.
The sound of a sledgehammer hitting a cement floor.
It brought Tom back out of his mind, and the man's four limbs were destroyed at this point, making me drop the sledgehammer and walk over to the table, picking up the hammer. "538 and 1732. Do you know what these numbers are?" I asked the man who was in pain. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT THESE NUMBERS ARE?!" I yelled at the man, making her say, "NO, I DON'T KNOW!" He yelled out in fear.
Standing over him, I smiled. "538 was the amount of hammer strikes I gave the piece of shit that enjoyed cutting me up at nine and 1732 is the number of hammer strikes I gave to the cunt that gave birth to me only to stand by and let her boyfriend cut up my flesh," I spoke while I moved to sit on his stomach and lifted the hammer. "Let's see if I can bet that number with you," I said to bring down the hammer on his face.
During a raging storm, the sounds of screams of pain and rage filled yells rang out in the night air. Dancing within the flashes of lightning, a building filled with utter madness of carnage and blood sat in the middle of a valley filled with swaying trees, trying to flee from the place.
A man walked out of the building caked in blood, flesh, and bone fragments with a hammer in hand walked out into the rage storm dropping the hammer and fell to his knees screaming only to be drowned out by the thunder and raging winds that wrapped him in a blanket of rain drops washing the bloody mess from his body. It was like Mother Nature was trying to cleanse him of his dirtiness. As the man sat on his knees until he couldn't scream, and more, he started to let the rain wash over him, embracing nature's cleanse.
Once the man calmed down, he stood up and returned to the cover of the building and pulled a bottle of whisky out of nowhere, sliding against the wall until he sat on the floor looking at the man he had just killed. "Only 438 hits, your a bitch." He said that before opening the bottle, he started to drink.
I woke up at five. The system didn't task me with a guest, probably because of the Emergency Quest. As I pulled myself off the ground with a killer headache, I bought some water and opened it as I drank some. I looked at my clothes and shook my head, as this suit was done for. I bought a pair of underwear, sweatpants, and a T-shirt.
"System, how much did I earn from the quest yesterday?" I asked.
"Host has been rewarded with ten million for the daily quest, along with a teaching degree to be used for future quests. As for the Emergency Quest, the goddess has rewarded you 5 million and an alcohol that can soothe your deep hatred with one shot as she wept for your pain last night and desires to help you." The system said.
I looked at my phone, and it had ten missed calls and a dozen texts from Yui, making me sigh as I texted her, "I will be back in a little bit." As I got dressed and got into the Land Rover, pulling out of the abandoned building's parking lot, and headed home, Yui would have been worried and would need to be comforted.
"I hadn't had an episode like that in a while, it's probably because I have been killing more lately, and the built-up rage slipped out." I sighed, grabbing the wheel, turning down my road, pulling into the garage, turning off the engine, and walking into the house. As I stepped into my room to see Yui holding Saki, I smiled and made my way to my bathroom.