Chapter 327: First Daughter

Chapter 327: First Daughter



Blink.

'A gun? Seriously?'

Emir shook his head in exacerbation, not yet comprehending how Felix saw the poor and approached the table once again.

...

Gulp.

"Is something wrong?... Are you not one of us?"

He did the same thing as before and was asked the question again, but he was prepared for it, so he answered immediately.

"My teeth hurt; I can't chew-"

Bang!

Blink.

Emir tilted his head as he respawned.

'Do I seriously need to chew?'

'No way... I can just trick him.'

He stepped forward.

Gulp.

"-Is something wrong?... Are you not one of us?"

And the question arrived.

"Nothing is; can you tell me- "

Bang!

Blink.

Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut.

Gulp.

"Is something wrong?... Are you not one of us?"

"I am, what's the-"

Bang!

Blink.

Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut.

Gulp.

"Is something wrong?... Are you not one of us?"

"Can you not pull out your-"

Bang!

Blink.

Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut.

Gulp.

"Is something wrong?... Are you not one of us?"

"I need some salt and pepper-"

Bang!

Blink.

Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut.

Gulp.

"Is something wrong?... Are you not one of us?"

"Fuck you."

Bang!

Blink.

Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut.

Gulp.

"Is something wrong?... Are you not one of us?"

"DO YOU WANT ME TO KILL YOU?! STOP-."

Bang!

Blink.

Cut, cut, cut, cut, slash!

"What the fuck are you doing? Don't go after my meal!"

The father screamed as he got attacked by the same knife that he cut himself with, courtesy of

Emir's rage.

"Die you bastard!"

"Stop!"

"W-What are you doing?!"

As Emir launched himself at the father, the daughter and mother tackled him from behind, screaming their lungs out. He easily pushed them off but even that short second was enough time for the man to get his gun out.

Bang!

Blink.

Emir rushed forward, jumped over the cut, tackled the man to the ground, and started punching his face in.

The wife and daughter tried to stop him, but they weren't a match for his strength.

BOOM!

...But the explosion was.

His hands landed on its floating middle, and he swung himself, reaching for the one next to it.

He repeated the same actions multiple times until he reached the other side of the house,

clearing it from below, and then swung himself up, latching onto the ledge with his elbows out, hands behind his head.

Emir turned himself around without letting go and began to climb, he then used the floating

wall behind him to push himself up, placing his left hand and foot on the left building while

his right hand and foot remained on the right.

Seconds went by, and he reached the top.

Pushing down hard with his left, he bounced his right foot on the wall and reached the open

room.

There, he saw another group of victims eating themselves, and they greeted him as he passed them, but he didn't pause, running through the room.

As he neared the end, he stepped off and ran atop a lone wall, which gave way to another two

walls that floated a short distance above him.

He jumped and used the same technique as last time, his body forming an X shape as he

pushed through the two walls, reaching the other side and landing on a house's roof.

Taking another moment, he looked down to his right, seeing the floating bowl close by.

'Is that safe? Probably...'

His smile widened as he decided to switch things up a little.

Emir crouched, his hands nearing his legs, and then, like a spring, his entire body spurted

upwards, leaving the roof and nearing the bowl.

His arms raced forward as he hovered above it and grasped it.

Clang!

It swung left to right for a few seconds, but it eventually stabilized. Victorious, he held on and started preparing himself for what he was about to witness because

he was sure that it would be something.

Not much time passed-only about ten seconds or so- and the bowl started to slow down.

It paused in front of the house, which, if looked at from his perspective, wasn't much of a house-only broken walls that formed a rectangular corner of a tall building that was cut short by the white void.

And as the bowl got closer, he saw the other side of the building, which showed an alley filled

with trash in black bags that shifted every now and again, as if someone was underneath, moving, but only subtly.

Slowing down even further, the bowl reached just above the trash and began to descend.

Emir, not wanting to fuck things up, swung to the wall to his right, landing a bit further from

the shifting

trash.

With bated breath, he watched as the bowl reached the source, halting for a slight moment,

then descending even further, diving into the grime.

Blink.

The world blinked, but instead of him respawning at where he once was, Felix spurted out of

the trash, his body coated with blood, and threw a girl's head in the bowl.

After spitting out leftover vomit from his mouth, he pulled the rest of her body to the surface

and began cutting her up.

It was sloppy, even worse than the second daughter.

His hand was trembling, his breath was racing, and sweat dripped off his face alongside the

blood, soaking the trash-filled ground.

Felix was struggling; it was obvious that this was his first kill or rather... it was his first meal.

Meanwhile, Emir, who watched it all unfold with a sad smile, had everything figured out.

This place was the same alley where he had 'buried' the girl he killed. The very girl who had

ignited his journey. 'Huh...'

"...Daughters" was what the mother said.

That revealed this girl to be the first daughter, which also meant that Felix killed and ate her

family after struggling to eat her in this dump.

Did that mean that her family stumbled upon the same sight he did and were killed as a

result?

'No, that doesn't matter.'

What mattered was how 'strange' this all was.

Because how? Wasn't the kid supposed to have become a monster a year later? What caused

that change? Emir? His existence? Even though they never interacted? Even though Felix had nothing to do with him? Or was it...

Was it because of a third party?

Someone who could control monsters... Make them mad. The man with the stopwatch, the

third player.

His smile left him and was replaced by a freezing cold stare. Like those of a hawk, his eyes

were glued to Felix, watching his actions with the utmost focus.

Time passed and all his focus amounted to null as Felix did nothing but cut and eat...

"Felix."

And Emir had run out of patience.

"Show me."

He planned to force it all to a close, even if it meant that Felix's already broken mind would

die completely.

Blink.