Due to stank flowing in your veins and because you are a being from the real world, the Sorcerer can directly communicate with you.

And also, you aren't thinking right in this whole chapter; clearly the stank messed you up real good.

You could say it's your first time getting high with all those green smoke-

Prepare for mad glitching!

Also, if you want to see a visual of your self (glitch and all), the book cover is your reference.

-×-×-×-×-

(̷̭͌Y̸̺̊/̴̜̊n̷̛̮)̷̬͆'̷̥̚s̸̘̽ ̵̟̈P̷̣̎O̴̢̾V̷̛̹

It feels so liberating to hurt the people who did the same to you; fills me with great satisfaction that they could also process pain like I do. What a surprise.

Who cares if they accept me or not.

W̵̦͓̬̫͙̣͌h̴̲̜̎ǫ̸̡͚̘̌̽͋ ̴̳̼͎̦̜̂c̴̢͓͒̕a̵͔̹͊͜r̷͉͓̪̺͋̑̾͑̈e̷̛͉̠̙̤̽͛͆̕s̵͉̎̈́͆͠͝ ̷̡̡̖̝͍͎̿͆̎̑̎͠i̷̡̖͚̜̍̔͒̅͘͝f̸͎̿̒͛̄̄ ̵̧̮̜̮͚̤̓̌̍͋͠͝R̷̛̩̜á̶͎̮͕̮̱̖͗̌̄ṋ̴̲͆̈d̶͕̙̫͆̒ẙ̶̨͍̯̖̙̈͛̀̍͝ ̷̨̱̫̩̫̠̇̌̏͆̀͝c̷̹̱̦͊̽͜ă̷̢̭͊́̑r̷̦̤̤͉̉ę̸͛͋́s̵̡̮͎̜̺̉̌͗̽̌ ̴̟̬̺̆͌͑̅ố̸̫̅́̽͘ȑ̵̯̙̍̿ ̷̲͗͒̿̋̀n̸̗̔̆̈̽͝ͅo̸̢̙͎̥̾̏͒͐͋͝t̸̲̓.̵͍̓̚͝͝

This is all just some sick ḏ̴̳̒̒͆̕͜r̸̡̡̙̘̗̲̈́e̴͓̳̅a̷̗͈͂̕͝m̴̡͕͙̒͑́͝͝ that I'm stuck in and I could do anything I want; enough being the weak, innocent weirdo even in my ḏ̴̳̒̒͆̕͜r̸̡̡̙̘̗̲̈́e̴͓̳̅a̷̗͈͂̕͝m̴̡͕͙̒͑́͝͝.

If they wanted an alien to wreak havoc from the beginning, sorry it took me this long to internalize the role. I'll give you a n̵̤͛a̵̧̿s̵̱̔t̷̒͜ỵ̴́ ̸̜͐p̸̟̈́ḯ̵̗ě̴͔c̷̥͂ȅ̵͉ ̸͉̀ó̵̗f̸͎̃ ̸̭̈́ḁ̷́l̴̞̾í̸̗e̵̖͐n̸̟͒.̷̪́

"Good job, (Y/n). Just a little bit more and I'll be set free from these chains and give you more power to rule over the ones who hurt you."

That was no doubt the sorcerer's voice inside my head. It seems as though the closer I get my r̷͍͐e̶͌͜v̴̯̈e̸͔̕n̸̙̅g̸̩̋e̵̖͆ , the more his voice becomes clearer; as if he's inside of my mind but I don't really mind it. He's the first to understand my pain and freely gave me powers I've only dreamt of. If nothing more, I should be thankful for giving me what I wanted most.

I nodded in response but now with a smrik as a marvelous idea pops up, "Why not just stick to o̸͍͐ṋ̵̿e̶͓̕ ̵̞̅d̴͉͠i̵̳̎ṁ̷̲ë̵̘n̸̩͐s̸̜̊ỉ̶̳ô̴̲n̸̼͒? I got some people back ĥ̶̞ó̸̖m̸̡͌e̸͈̔ that I want to be suffering for what they've done to me."

"Excellent idea, (Y/n)," I could hear him say with crooked smile, "I'll talk to Mcfist right away, but be there as well, as the wonderful threat that you are. Between you and me, you're far more useful than he ever was but don't let him know I said that."

I smile at his thoughtful comment since I know it's ẗ̶̨́ṛ̶͐ű̸͕e̷͉̍.

If I wanted to ḓ̴̈́e̷̱̕s̶͈̃t̶͕̂r̴̠̊o̶̹̊y̸͚͆ the Ninja, I wouldn't send some lousy robots. Why not a highly trained assassin? Or a hitman?

Building over building, I jump towards the only modern pyramid in the entire Norrisvile while admiring the ḋ̶̦e̴̺͝s̷̟͘ț̵͛r̴͓̒ü̷̙c̵͗ͅt̶͇̋ī̴̲o̵̺̓n̷̰̍ I've caused: everything and everyone frozen with only f̵̰́é̸̢a̴͕͝r̸̺̈ and p̶͈̋ǎ̴̟í̸̙n̷̘̎ being last thing they've ever felt.

I could still hear their satisfying, baffeled s̷͎̅c̷̫̀r̴̨̈́e̷͙̓a̶̮̋m̴̱͋s̸̩̋ as their fears took over them while watching the l̵͓͒i̴̻̇g̵̈́͜ḫ̷̕t̵̯̚ from their eyes disappear; and I can't wait to hear one particular cry from the p̵̗̽ê̴͙ṙ̵̨ś̴̱ö̴̪ń̴͙ who made me like this.

Jumping from the last building, I headed for the glass window on the very top where Hannibal and Viceroy should be. Once my hand touch the surface of the window, it glitched with such haste, dissolves into scattered p̷i̶x̴e̵l̷s̸ then fades into the thin air. With the window perfectly gone, I made a smooth landing onto the cold floor of dimly lit office. Seeing that it looks and appears to be e̶̛̟̒̚m̴̭͓̈́̀p̶̪̺͝t̷̰̃̈̿y̸͚͋̕͝, I take in the view from up here; the sky rages with bright emerald strokes spiraling with the dark sky which can only mean that the Sorcerer is getting stronger. Well, we both are since my ṕ̵̭o̸͚̕w̷̪͝ȩ̷̅r̵̞͒s̶͔̅ are comes from him.

"(Y/n), lovely to see you again."

Alarmed by the sudden voice, I turn and release a circle of g̶͒͜l̷͈̐ì̶̬ẗ̸͕́c̸̟̎h̶̟͋ around me as means of ḍ̷͗e̵̒ͅf̷̗̈e̸̖̔n̶̟̓s̴̝̋ê̵̹. But as the footsteps kept coming in my direction, I finally saw who it was.

"V̶i̸c̵e̴r̶o̸y̴.̴"

His whole body s̶h̷i̵v̷e̷r̸s̵ at the mention of his name but then recomposes himself, "That's one nasty voice you got. So glad it worked out perfectly for you and the Sorcerer."

I let myself be at e̴a̵s̶e̷ as the circle of glitch fades away. However, as he continued to stand in front of me, I noticed how he was a̵l̶o̷n̷e̴.

"Where's M̸c̷f̵i̶s̶t̴?"

In that momment, the large screen at the corner flickers to life as a terrifying green face shows up, "We don't need him, (Y/n). After all he ever does is credit this man's work, right?"

The Sorcerer was referring to Viceroy which I n̶o̶d̶d̶e̶d̴ to as a reply.

With a menacing grin, he continued, "Now, show her what you have."

A silver gleam c̴a̷u̷g̵h̵t̶ my eyes as Viceroy pulls out his hands from his pocket; revealing a silver controller. It has a big screen with two buttons below with a joystick in between them, "This is what brought you here, you are the first ever to travel to another dimension."

I turn to Viceroy, my veins suddenly p̵̥̉u̷͐ͅl̸̖̇s̷̛̱i̶̻͗n̸̦̑ğ̶͙ ̶̡̾w̵̢͋i̵̡̋t̷̘̑h̵͔͆ ̴̻̄ȧ̶̺n̶̤͑g̵͉̐ë̶̳́r̴̩̀ as I continue to stare at him, which visibly now made him uncomfortable as he avert his eyes.

"Did you hear that (Y/n)? The two are the reason why you're here; why you feel so miserable right now."

The mad scientist shift his gaze to the sorcerer with immense confusion, "What? No, I simply created what you've-"

Taking the opportunity that he's d̷͘ͅȋ̸̪s̴̼̑ț̴̂r̴͎̈́a̶̫̓c̴̼̾ṱ̸̋é̷̮d̷͉́, I snatch the device from his hands to examine it further. This could take me home and finish off the anyone who ever caused me pain.

"(Y/n), be careful with that."

I smile and look straight at him, "Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. You should be w̶̬͒o̶͐ͅṛ̸̀r̶̳͘i̸̜͆ë̴̩́d̶̤͠ what I'm about to do with y̸̲͗ō̴̡u̴̝͑.̶͉̎"

"What do you mean?" Viceroy's confident visage b̸̘́ȑ̵͓ẻ̷̞ȧ̶̮k̸͎̔s̶̛͚ into a worried one as he takes a step back, while I got closer and reach my hand towards him.

In that second, he turns to the sorcerer, pleading for m̸̹̕ȩ̸̂ṛ̷̂c̷̰̓y̵̡͊, "Hey! This wasn't part of the deal! Let me-"

The sorcerer didn't reply as all he did was enjoy the sweet scent of this man's rising f̷̬̰͛̅e̷͉͑͝ȁ̵̺̤̚r̴̤̞̂͝, slowly consuming him as he turns to face me, "(Y/n), let's t-talk this out, okay?"

Before I speak, I mimicked his v̷̤̿o̷͈̽̏ǐ̴̮̕c̶̻̍̈ē̸̞͇͆ and said a sentence he would always say when I was still trapped in this building.

"J̸͎̯͒ŭ̴̝̙̾s̷͇͊t̵͉͗͐ ̸̪͉̎̌s̷̞̤͒̇ţ̸̏ả̷̰͚̕y̴̹̗̏̕ ̵̙͎̓s̷̳͆͛t̷͙͇͘͝i̴͘ͅl̸̰͒ḷ̸͖͠,̷̳̚ ̶̧̔ͅt̸̙͕̎ḥ̵̳̋͌ȉ̵̦s̷̡̺͐ ̶͉̾w̶̳̔͒o̴̪͛n̷̳̏̍͜'̵̫̗͑̊t̴̫̫̒̎ ̶͚̆h̴̲͌u̷̥͒͛ŗ̴̪͋ẗ̸̡̩ ̴͎̰̒ạ̵̽ ̷̺̜̈́̑b̴̙̄̀ȋ̷̱̈ť̵͙͆.̶̥̜͊"

His eyes widen with fear as he recognizes what I've just said and I have a feeling he knows what's going to happen next.

At the very moment I touch his shoulder, a wave of glitch instantly travels throughout his body as he falls to the floor while groaning in pain.

T̷͎̓̏h̷͙͎͚̉̇̊͂i̷͕̲͈͗ŝ̶̳̫͊͆̊ ̴̝̠̑̂̇̀i̶̪̹͉͋s̴̗̐͊͋ ̷͓̍̃f̵͈̬̫̳́o̵̧̬̺̳̓̒r̴͙͕̈́ ̵͕̬̰́̓̔̃m̶̺̮͎̋͒e̶̬̘̣̳͐͝s̷̨̺͎̾̿ͅs̸͖̀̑̈́͝i̷̙̒̍̒̈́n̸̬͉̓̀̐̕g̸͎͎̜̒̌̚͠ ̷̪͍͖̌w̵̧̰̱͛͌̾͝i̴͓͍̓̈̅t̷̞̝̣̙̿͑̕h̷͈̙̊̔̐͝ͅ ̶̱͑̃̚͜͠ḿ̷̳̤̓̈́̚y̸̝̲̺̿ ̵̪̱͂l̴̤̱̟͆ḭ̸̢̜̋̆̓͋f̵̳̦̿͑́̎e̷̹͛͐͊.̸͔͚̹̔ ̷̡̧̪̲͗̊̄̒

I watch with a glare as Viceroy is now c̶̹̐̄o̷͔͌̄ņ̶͌͐̈́͜͠s̶̙͓͈̀́̕ų̵̗̀͒̒͛m̴̤̈́̑e̵̢͔̲͑̂͜d̴̡͕̞̓̓̌ͅ by my glitching and in perfect timing, he froze in the middle of screaming in pain and terror.

I smile in delight knowing he f̶̧̤̏̅̕ͅị̴̽̿̓ň̵͉̏̚a̷̯͓͠ͅl̸̻͉͂͛͐͐͜l̸̳̪͓͑͌ỵ̷̧͌̐ got what he deserves.

"(Y/n)," the Sorcerer calls me, "Open the portal so we can let the fun begin. Well, only fun for only the both of us."

As I was about to turn the device on, a familiar voice whispers my n̵̞͗̀a̸̡̩͖̪͋̂m̶̀͜͠e̶̡͔͊͛̏̿͜ͅ and sends my thoughts to a halt.

"(Y/n)?"

I turn my head seeing the Ninja standing right behind me, staring l̵̜͐̐̅̒o̴̪̱̞͝ņ̸͎̰̮͑̒͝g̸̨̥̝̟̈́̾̐ǐ̷͖̯̀ͅn̴̼̳̯̮̅̔̎ğ̶͚̭͙͂l̵͓͉̯͘͝ȳ̸͖̻̝͆ while I took a step backwards in a defensive position; preparing to s̴̙̭͖̑͝t̷̨̙͖́͛r̸̯̺͊́̓i̵͓͔͕͂̓k̷͕͝ë̷̫̦̈́ him first.

Instead of doing a battle stance, the Ninja just stands there; his sorrowful sapphire eyes still looking at me as if he now sympathizes ṯ̸̝͓̦̆̓́͘h̸͎̒͛̈ḛ̷͎̦̾̈ ̵̳͝p̵̥̦̰̓a̶̫̐͑ị̴̋n̶̯̤̮͒ͅ,̴̱̪͚̼̒̌ ̵̡̆̈́ĺ̸͇̘̱͆o̸͖̱̅n̷̬̺̗͍̑̾͊e̸͙̖̒́̏l̸̲̞͗͒̚̚͜i̴͓͕͐̈́n̵̡͈̻̽̈ẽ̴̻̯͈ś̸̪͇͇̚͠͝s̷͈̀͌̄ ̸̖̹̀a̴͚̹͔̚n̸͔̰̈́́͜͝d̷̦̣̺̘̈́͋͝ ̷̲͐͠͠ì̸̱̗͍̥̇ś̷̤̥͍͚̏ő̸̫̌̽l̵̯̰̟̝̈́̆á̸͇̰̊ţ̴̫̹̫̂̆̿͝i̶̤̦̎͑ö̵̜̪́̒̉̽ṉ̶͚̉͆ I've felt all at once. At that very moment I became somehow, at e̵̘̩̖̒a̷̛͈͙͚͕s̵̍ͅè̵͈̏̌̌.  However the Sorcerer shouts angrily, disrupting the moment of peace, "No! Don't listen to him, (Y/n)! He's using you!"

I whip my head back to the sorcerer, slowly regaining my a̴̘̚n̶͑͜g̸̱̏u̶̦͐i̵̥͆s̴͔̅h̶̹̏ for this so called h̸̝̑ẹ̴͇͒̅r̶͛͜o̷̮͒̂.

"(Y/n), look at me, please." His voice s̸̲͐l̴̤̍o̷͇͒w̷̨̍ ̵̭̐ä̸̻́n̵̘͝d̴̰̀ ̶̧̇s̵̖͒t̵̬͝ḙ̷̚á̶̪d̶͙̑ỳ̶͇ with a hint of plead, a very sincere plead that made me feel at ease once ä̷̠́g̷̟̈á̸̖i̶͉͐n̷̮̑.

I turn to stare back at the Ninja who takes a b̴͉̅ò̵͉ḻ̷͆d̷̖͗ step towards me.

Then all of a sudden, I'm thrown into a pit of two voices from two different reasons: one b̵͍͠a̵̛͎d̷̯̐, and the other g̶̛͉̻ȯ̷̳̯̈́̏̐ö̶͍͕́d̸̮͚͇͉͆͝, but which is which? Who do I l̸̯̮̈́͂͜ȉ̸̧̻̖̥͛͒s̶̡̪͆͘t̸̡̲̋͌́̇e̶̠̫̼̗͝n̵̨͖͓͋̈́͠ to?!

Ḻ̷̱̩͔͘̕ͅí̶͕̻̤͎̜ͅs̶̯̟͈͓̅t̸͙͍̙̳̘̿̽͠͝e̸̠̘͉͋n̷̙͓̬̓ ̶͓̹̥̣̬̭́̓ẗ̷͚͈̝̰̜́̽ô̷̯̪ ̸̺͇̬͇͍̂̾̂̀͘y̸͔̳̜̎̃̇́̀ò̶̦̞͙̖̖͐̀ȗ̸̜̠̘̮͍̊̇̀͝r̷͕͉̤͍̱̤̒̉s̷̪̫̦̈́̀̆̒̂ͅȩ̴͙̜̼̜͊̈́͗͒̈́l̷̗͙̹̺̞͌̀̆͊̃͜͝f̶̗͑́͊!̸͇̱͌̒ͅ
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̵̨̡͎̙͐͑͝L̷̥̜͉̗͖̱̃͆͘̚ï̸̛̯͔̐̉s̷̗̝͉͌̉̒t̸͓̘̘̓̈́͛̈́̌e̵̼͐̿n̷̦̥̞̳̣̆́̍̀̏ ̴̤̘̦̬̓̈́͛͜͜͠t̸̢͉̩̰̦̹̒̅̚ơ̷̡̗̻̗͉͖̊͐̀͆͘ ̷̧̒͊̄̒̆͋R̸̡͉̻͓̥̿ͅȃ̸̧͙̦͔͎̥n̸̺̞̭͆d̸̳̞̈͛̈́̚ͅÿ̴̢̛͕̯̻̗̦̎͠!̸̛͕̜̦̫̻̉͗̿͒ ̶̛̳͖̥͙͓͛̀͒͋̚
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̴̱͕̙͕͘̕͘͠ͅL̶̡̿̀͂͘͠ị̷̦̫͋̑s̸̮̩̃͛ṭ̴͐̀̆̔̅͝e̷͇̣̻̪͠ṋ̶͖͚̟̈́͌̃̚͝ ̷̨̤͕̹̫͕͐͒̽͝ţ̴̱̗̖̋̌͌ȏ̴͖̬̩͈͇̣̉̈́ ̴͙̯͔̙͊̀̒͒̚t̸͕̆͛̂̉̀͘h̶̢͙͈͇͔̜͘ȩ̶̖̦̣̯͗̓ ̴̱͔̪̓̂́̕͝ͅŚ̴̡̭͎̿̒ͅō̵̜̣̝̾r̴̼̝̂͌̊c̶̟̈̒̈́è̴̡͇͈̮r̶̩̼̱͔̫͚͆̅ę̸͔̰͗̀͂r̷̲͑!̷̺́̈̅̈́̓̾ ̸͍͕̯̻̩̀͛͑̽͗ͅ ̵̧̰̤̬͓̜́̏̊̂̽̈

I close my eyes and clutch my head with both of my hands and carelessly dig my nails into my scalp. The pain was ḫ̶͒͂̉̎ò̶̩̭̗̟̈͌r̷̪̣̯̈́ͅṙ̵̹ͅi̸̢͉͚̳͛b̵̘͝l̴̫͙̝͓̽̊͝ḙ̴͇͔̒̆ but it was an attempt to stop at least stop the noise. However it only made it worse as few p̷̢̞͖̂̀͒͠a̸͎͛͊͋i̴̧̞͉̼̽ň̴̬͚̏͝f̶̼̀͜͝u̶̹̖̦͗̓́l̷͉̱̒ ̴̨̧͙̇́̍g̴̩͒͊̉͜r̸̬̈́̐ͅͅö̴͎́̅a̶̹̦͐̋n̸̟͇̜͉͋̽͒̕s̷͉̑̓͛̚ escape from my mouth. I could feel anxious waves of glitches starting from my head to feet. Then suddenly, I heard glass shattering to the floor followed by complete s̴̨̧̼̾̏͘i̴̫̓͑̋̕͜l̷̂ͅe̶̱̬̭̳̅n̶̗̅͊͜ͅĉ̶̬̰̦͙̿̎̀e̸̕ͅ.

Oblivious of what had happened, I didn't dare to l̴̻̹̊ỏ̶̢̠̮̳o̸̧̺̹̫͑̐͛̚k̶͖̯̰͒. I don't know why but, I felt... scared.

A voice said my n̵͈̳̥̄̐̐͘à̶ͅm̴͉̪̈́̿̉̾͜ë̴̟́̂̌̀, asking me to look at them.

Ṙ̴̳̍̃a̶̡̩͖̖̅̂̀͘n̸̮̿̕̕ḋ̸̝̘̅̂̓̚y̸͈͖͉̓?̶͕͓̫͓̕͝

For some odd reason, I did what they asked and there I see a familiar teen with dark purple hair, close enough to touch and reach. His sappbire eyes slowly č̷̖̳̄̕͜o̴͕͑͝n̷͔͓͙͑̿͆̽v̶͖͕͉͆͑̌ĩ̵̺̬͓n̶̨̜̜̘̏̊̈́c̷̢̟̀e̵͙͐̔̐s̸͔͐ me to stand up straight and just trust him. Though, after a few seconds, I break eye contact as I look around the room to find out why I heard glass shattering earlier.

To my surprise the large monitor, where the Sorcerer's face used to be, is now s̸͍̽͛͊̕h̵̻͗ā̵͙̗̣ẗ̸͇̼͖́̒͐ẗ̸̠ē̸͙͚͝r̷̯͂̾͘ë̴̠́̏̽͆d̵̳͕͌̂̏̈ by a sword; a Ninja sword.

However, Randy caught my attention again as he begins to speak.

"This isn't the Ninja's fight, " His voice full of determination as he takes another step towards me and then b̶̦̥̞̃ơ̶̞̏̔͌l̴̈̉̿͜͝d̴̢̊̍̈͝l̴̹̏̃̚͝ẏ̷̘͓̤͎͂͗̈́ holds one of my hands, "I don't need him to be my shield anymore. I'm not afraid of you, (Y/n)."

I quickly shrugg off his hand and his poor choice of words, "Oh, so you f̷͙̟̮̏̔̿̕í̶̹͎̅ñ̶̞͂ā̷͎̓͛̿l̶͇̰̑̇̕l̷̢̠̀͒̕͝ẏ̷͇͇̬̺ confess that you were afraid of me before," I counter Randy's little speech, "That's nice to know."

Since he's already close by, I move my left arm back to deliver a vigorous punch on his jaw and expected him to d̸̞̳̗͛̔̊̀ő̶̪̯̗̞̌̐d̵̢̞̈́̍̔̏g̵̯̾̚ę̷̔̈́͠ however, that's not what happened at all; my fist came in contact with his jaw then he topples over and lands harshly to the cold hard floor. In response to the sudden junction, I took a step back as I stare oddly at the teen who's desperately trying to get up.

Why didn't he dodge?

"You're more pathetic and dumb than you look." I smile to myself, "It's the o̶̬̥͙̱̓͛̀ñ̴̨̤́̑ͅͅl̵̢̯͇̓̈́̋̽y̸̨̋ͅ thing you've proven to me ever since I got here."

Randy finally stands on his feet then stares at me straight in the eye with ease. A deep purple bruise shows on his cheek while a trail of crimson b̴̩͋̋͗l̵̦̝͔̂̀͝͝o̷̯̙͍͋̓̄̏o̸͔̓͐̋d̸̨͈̬͝ drips down from his nose that he now wipes off with the back of his hand.

I expected a strong comeback since he usually fights like that but all he did is just stand there along with an unwavering blank stare which I'm getting sick of. I lounge forward again but this time I aimed for his stomach which he winced and fell on all fours. I kicked him down to the ground and he slid a few feet away from me.

Then, he tries to get up ȁ̴͕̆̌g̴̺̟̅â̸̢̦̼ͅì̶͍̤ņ̸̯̬̀̇͐̊.

And it went on like that for awhile. It seems as though he's letting me hit him. Once I've noticed it, I've never felt so enraged in my entire life, "Put on the mask and  f̷̩̣̬͆̽̌̓̓*̵̡̜̞͂̅͜͝*̴̹̳̤̤̤͐̀͂*̶̡̪̙͙̗̎̊į̵̹̍̀̏̑̕̚͘n̶̬̤̳̝͎̤͒̓̊̅̀̇͝g̵̥̲̿̔̋͂͘ fight me."

Randy rests against a wall, already beaten up. He looks at me and says with a shaky voice in between shallow breaths, "I already told you. This isn't the Ninja's fight."

I laugh it off too casually, "Don't be too modest, you're ǹ̵̨̥̜͕̒̏̕ŏ̶̠̰̻̾͗ͅţ̷̻̙̂̈́ͅh̸̢̬̫͖͋͝ĩ̷̦̘̭̈́n̵̟̟̄̍̃g̴̙̘̘̑͌ without it. You can't even defend yourself from me."

"I don't have to." He says with a determined voice which makes me utterly sick.

My jaw ticks in response, "Oh? Is it because you don't want to ḧ̷͔ų̸̜̓ř̷̥̄͛̓t̶̡̻̋́́́ me?! Is it because you know me so well that I won't k̷i̸l̸l̶ you?! Or is it because-"

"Because," Randy shouts as he cuts me off midsentence. Slightly shaken by the anger in his voice, I stay silent.

After a few seconds, he continues but now it's evident that the anger I heard in his voice wasn't meant for me, but for h̸i̴m̷s̸e̷l̴f̵.

"Because, there's nothing I can say or do to make you forgive me. What I've done is terribly wrong, I get that now; and if someone I love also betrays me like I did to you, I would do the same thing you're doing." He looks up to me and makes eye contact with his unwavering and sincere sapphire eyes that's ready to spill streams of tears against his bloody face, "You have every right to be mad at me."

I̶̖̣̕͝ ̴̱̿ͅj̸̤̩́́͠u̶̱͌̈́s̴̠͍͋͝ț̷̓̏ ̸̻̰͉̇s̶͓̹̓͑̔̚t̵͎̜̫̋̇͠ä̸̢̛́ṟ̶̨̐ȩ̸̝̯́̀́͜͝ ̵̬̂̄͘͘ä̷̰̀͘t̶̹̙̅͘͝ ̶̦͕̹̈́͝h̶͓̣̬͔͌̿́i̷̢̪͆̉̅m̵̰̔̿͊͠,̶̂̾̚͜ ̸̻̫̟̈͊̓̐l̷͔͛͛̐o̶͖̣͊o̷̹͂̒͘k̶̩̄͑̈́̕ì̵͇n̸͔̆̓̾̉g̷͉̓ ̴̢̃͜f̸͚͎̞̌̀̚͜o̴̯̓̽̃r̴̜̩͑̽͒ͅ ̵̯͚̻͖̉ą̶̝̠̹͝n̴̖̜̠͗̎y̴̠̤̯̆ ̵̧̄̀́̕l̷̯̋i̶̧̬̣͆̑͜ḛ̴̄͐s̷̜̥̎̾̏͝ ̴̟͛́̕i̵̧͕͎̞͐̾͛̚n̵̥̂̓̂ ̵̡̪͖͑h̸͎͕͊̎̕ï̵̹̹̙̤̽̑́s̸͍̖̓̃͜ ̴̛̤̟̎̆w̶͕͂͒͆͘ǫ̵͎͚̥͛̋͋ř̸̪̮͈̔̈́̉d̶̛͕̩͉̫̿s̷͉̩̣̾ ̵̮̱͓̄̏̈͜͝b̷͕̓u̵̖̮̤͝ẗ̷̯̪̣͊̊ ̵͚̀̌̅̈́a̸̯̓̑͠l̷̼̰̝͈̿̅͛͝l̷̫͇̒͊̈́͘ ̵̱̠̭̖̓̉͊ḧ̷̬ͅè̵͚̱̣̝̌̔͒ ̵̰͝s̴̊͜͠a̷̲̯͊͠ỉ̴̙͈̥̩́̇d̷̟̻̈́͂͒͠ ̸͇̑͛w̴̳̎a̴̖͕͖̳̾s̵͙͗̉ ̸̱͜͠t̷͈͗ḫ̷͊̀͝e̸̘̠͎̐̌ ̵͔̺̫̞͐̋͝ẗ̴͈̠́ř̶̲̀̈̆ų̵͕͌͜ṭ̶͈͙̀͗̇́h̴͇͉͊̌.̴̹̻͋͑̃̚

"So go ahead, release your anger; even if it kills me." With a final weak sigh, he hangs his head down as a sign of surrender to which I'm baffeled to see.

Giving up? This isn't like h̷̨͎̼̋̕ȋ̸͖̣͔̖̏͂m̴̗̩̣̈́ at all!

Instead of happily giving in to his words, a part of me resisted the urge to end him.

Now's your perfect chance, (Y/n).

Once you destroy him, there's nothing that could stand a chance from your wrath.

With a quick sprirnt to get the Ninja's sword, I̸̭̤̥̦͑̈́͒ͅ ̴͕̇͋̒̒m̷͙̦͉͖̼̺̅͆̽i̸̧̜͍̙̫͇͇͛͑̈́̀ṉ̸̨͔̩͈̹̳̄̓d̷̨̠͖̤̙̊̈́͋͂͘l̵͓͋̓͊͋̄͜ḛ̵̛͈͚͚͙̬̈s̷̡͔̼̯̃͌̏̌̄͆s̴͔̯͍͙̪̟͆͐̅̑̈́͝ḻ̶̻͔͖͆̃͜ỹ̴̨̫̭̅ ̵̙̠̟̞͑̅͒̈́̈́̇͐w̸̠͎͖͈͠a̴̳̗̿ͅl̶̻͚̈́̏͂́͜k̶̢̟̈̈͝ ̵̧̛͙̻̝̹̲̊ţ̷̺͈̫̞̙̖͌̏̀̔͝ǫ̶̧͌̽̊ẅ̸̢́̈́̾̏̕ă̷̩͒̌̑̚ȑ̴̘̣̱̟̎̑d̶͍̀̾̑̓̉͜͝ṡ̶̨͚͉͈͖̗̖̓̾̐̅͝͠ ̴͙̩̖͈̲͉̂̃͊͒́̄͆R̸̨̭̲̹̮̲̂͊͠å̷̹̥̯̒͐͑͐̑̉n̵̗͔͕͆̆̇͛̾̚̕d̷̙̥̠̲͕͔́̆̊ẏ̸̭̱̭ ̴̢̼̦̦̏̀̔͛͘͝ẃ̴͔͕́i̵̧̟̠͐̎̉̓̈ͅt̴̝̱̙̤̬̩͘ḩ̵̤̹͎̙͎̻̋̓ ̶̧̭̑͆͘̕̚͘͝ó̷̡̺̹͙̻͈̎̃̎̊n̷͚͂̕͝l̸͓̝̿̓͌̕͘͜͜͠͠ỷ̷̛̻̺̼͈̼̣̝̀̌ ̴̦͍̌͂́̀̋̈́̍ǫ̷̘͓̦͛̓ń̵̛͚̼͉̫̜͒͐͋e̴̯̳̟̖̰̋̈͛̆̀ ̶̢̧̞̍͐̔̓̚ṯ̵̢̻̗̎h̶̡͕͈͖́͛̑͝i̵̱̭̣͊͠n̶̖͛̊͌g̵̦̉ ̶͎̦̱̳̖͎̽̋o̷̮̿̈́͂̈́̋͛̎n̶̨̤̝͓͕̍̽̓ ̵̨̪̱̲̫̹̾m̷̲̭̮̆̐̐ẏ̸̱̜̬͓̊̓͑̅́͝ ̸̯͙͗̀͠m̵̡̛̠̐͐̇̓i̵̱̠̪̽͘n̷̼̗̻̖̳̗̈́̿̇͋̊̕d̶̡̧̛͖̲̞̈́͒͂:̶͕̖̠͍͉̄ ̷̖͙͍̲̠̆͋̇r̷͓̠͔̊͊è̷͚̳̼̠̪̜̕v̵̧̠͇̘͛̾͊͝ḙ̴̢̺͚̲̖̻̀ǹ̴̛̛͚g̷̰͎̩̪͋̐ę̶̡̩̥͙̝̯̾̓̈́́̐.̸̳͎̫̟̞̈́̿̄́̚ ̸̳̱̦͚̟̤̈́͜