Before, all I knew about this particular ability was like dipping my foot into this black pool of raw emotion made from hate, anger, and every negative emotion I've experienced ever since that time. I've been very careful not to fully plunge myself into that pool because I'd definitely lose myself but it was also true that I had come close to that a few times.
Though ever since the revelation or breakthrough after that session with Marisha, I found more ways to tap into that particular pool—and surprisingly enough, it allowed me to mold or develop the intense desire I had before into something almost intangible plus all the other things I used to have access to before.
One particular example was my strong intent to kill a certain individual—and don't fully quote me on this—could now be turned into a strong intent to violently beat someone up or just straight up lop their head off, but still, it was on the realm of extreme violence.
The intense desire to want something could sometimes manifest into fruition but more often than not, it was backed by action to achieve the desired result or just straight-up delusion.
In my case, if I so wish to kill someone, this particular ability of mine just removes some of the limitations my body's shackled with to be able to perform much better.
However, pretty recently, I was able to have my targets feel my strong desire—have them "see" what I would've wanted to do to them without even submerging half my body into the pool, sometimes even just having the tip of my toes wet.
But how does this tie into tomorrow?
In short, let's just say I want the trainees to be able to dip the tip of their toes in their own black pool but a little more conscious than usual. However, they'd have to be on the brink of it—and let's be honest here, they'd actually die if I'm not careful. So my solution?
Exhaust myself as much as possible until tomorrow comes and have Vera take care of our replacements tomorrow and possibly the next.
Also, when night came, I talked to Kaley and arranged a special night with everyone— I mean EVERYONE in our circle except for the ones in Hell Week like Eden, Cindy, Megan, and Alexa. I made them fully aware of my intentions and since they'd still get something out of it, they didn't take it to heart and just went with the flow.
And lastly, I had Rin rearrange a special place tomorrow—that wasn't as far—and it'd probably be close to noon before D-Day starts. Just one note, it involved a lot of obstacles and now, a few senses would be deprived or messed with in that area but it was all for the sake of this group's development and survival.
So, without further ado, when the time finally came, I decided to have my prey come in two at a time, but funnily enough, three came in—no, four right at this fucking moment and it was JP, Brian, Cindy, and Tennyson.
I would've beat their asses right then and there because they should've followed precise instructions but with the light obstructed in this parkour place by blackout curtains, loud music blaring from the speakers, and different smells emanating all over, they'd need all the help they could get.
'Depends if they could have teamwork though...'
Because as soon as JP vaulted over this short wall, I intercepted Tennyson and gave him the fright of his life when he felt the cold edge of a knife by his throat as I exuded deathly killing intent.
I made Rin bring them here on the premise of a semi-dangerous trial and the choice of things to defend themselves with didn't include anything that could easily take a life. While that was still true because I was just holding a dull prop knife on his neck, Tennyson had no way of knowing that at the current moment so the fear in his head was fucking real.
And with this prop knife able to release fake blood, I didn't even take long before I put enough pressure as I "slashed" his throat, letting him feel the liquid on his skin before I slowly kept the air from going in his head—basically knocking him unconscious as he thought he actually died.
But to my delight, I felt a presence behind me but the dumbass was too fucking pumped to control his breathing as he tried to sneak from behind me.
It could either be JP or Brian but it was all the same as they ate the front of my boot before having almost the same experience of getting stabbed over and over with a deranged maniac wearing a huge smile on his face.
And of course, it was still an act so I'd still knock them out before they realized sooner though what I realized now was that JP also realized that Tennyson wasn't running behind him and decided to circle back.
So yeah, my next victim right now could either be Brian or Cindy so I just went in the direction where I heard wet footsteps, and lo and behold the sound was because of spaghetti sauce, not oil. Explore more at empire
'Cindy then...'
But from the way she was moving around and huffing with her wooden sword in hand, I know for sure that she was 100% fucking pissed off and she couldn't wait to have a shot at me.
So I spooked her for the third time:
"Psst..."
"THERE YOU FUCKING ARE—"
Right as she turned around, she unloaded the whole magazine in my direction but with her unfamiliarity with the terrain, she hit this 10-foot wall with her rubber bullets as I just had enough space for a certain elf archer to shoot an orc below. However, I easily lobbed a water balloon in her direction before I watched Brian tackle her from the side.
'Whoops...'