"Shiiiit!!" He grabbed him by his leg and slammed him to the ground.
THUD-RUMBLE!!
"Gaah!!" Breaking some of his mask off.
"Hahaha!! Not so tough huh you fucking rat!" He let god of his food and walked over, turned him over with his foot and sat on him with his fists clenched.
Cirrus looks up to see his spear lodged in his eye, broken with only the blade still in.
"Get off me!!" Cirrus struggled as he shouted.
"Fuck no!!" He grinned gleefully. "I'm going to enjoy smashing your face in!!"
Cirrus saw his right arm retracted. He knew where they were gonna swing from, how his arm was positioned. Cirrus readied himself as he came in.
Swish!
His fist came in as it did. Cirrus turned his head to take the blow, but he grazed Cirrus, chipping his mask.
"!?" Both were surprised by this. Cirrus took full advantage and punched his right elbow, making him get close enough for him to grab the spear's blade.
"DIE!!!" Cirrus shouted as he ripped out the blade and stabbed him in the side of his neck, nicking an artery.
"Kuk!!" Briareus's eyes widen as Cirrus slices down to his thyroid.
Spurt!! Spurt!!
Blood bathed Cirrus into his mask and his face. He watched as life quickly left this brute of a man and he goes limp pinning Cirrus to the ground.
"Huff!! Huff!! Grunt!" Cirrus slowly pushed him off him and lay on the ground, steady as a surgeon's hand. His mind, however, was racing, his senses on high alert for anything.
'I need to move.'
He got up and walked slowly to his wrists, feeling his pulse.
"…. Nothing."
Cirrus quickly went to grab his stuff and bail when he heard some footsteps approaching.
"!!"
He quickly took his spear and picked up the handle of his broken short sword. He ran a full sprint to his bag. 'Move! Move! Move! You killed someone you need to move!' His thoughts immediately were that of a modern man, fear of the cops, the law bearing down on him. 'I need—'
Tap~
A fait footstep on grass. His senses were heightened the experience. He turned to see a woman with orange hair before mist covered both his and her appearance.
'I need to run!! I can't fight another member of Evilus!!'
With all of his speed, he quickly rushed to the 11th floor and then to the next as fast as he could until his Magic almost reached a Mind Down. With all of his speed, he was only able to reach the 9th floor, taking the shortest path and dodging all the monsters he encountered as best as he could. "Huff!! Huff! Huff!! keep…. moving…"
He slowly walked, carefully avoiding any sounds. He reached into his bag and pulled another magic potion out and chugged it.
Three hours later, back on the surface.
After arriving back on the surface, Cirrus used his bag to cover the blood. He went into an alley where no one was looking as quickly as possible and went further deeper into a dead end. He pressed some stones and a secret passage opened up.
He entered and quickly closed it behind him. He dropped his bag and lay down.
"Huff! Huff! Huff!" He was breathing heavily, and exhaustion was setting in as his adrenaline wore off.
The pain in his body was beginning to sting more and more. He raised his hands to find them shaking uncontrollably. He then saw a splash of blood on his palms and realized what he had done. He had taken a human life for the first time.
Details of the event rushed to him, and a nauseating feeling rose in him.
BARF!!!!
He vomited heavily, so much so that he turned and got on all fours as the vomit violently came out of him like Coke and Mentos. He remembered the look in his eye as he jammed his spear in. The sound and feel of it all are seared into his mind. He struggled to try and live and right in the middle, it just ended. It didn't feel real, none of it felt real. His heart was beating faster than he had ever felt it beat before.
Ba bum!! Ba bum!! Ba bum!! Ba bum!! Ba bum!! Ba bum!! Ba bum!! Ba bum!!
The pain went away again, and his body wished to vomit again, but he had nothing else left to vomit.
"Fuck… fuck... fuck."
He slowly leaned against the wall and sat down. He shakily takes out his broken spear and looks at it. The stains of dried blood remain on it.
"…. fuck…. fuck…" he said quietly as his eyes began to water, remembering the face of the man he killed as he desperately tried to wipe the blood off. He had never killed a man. He never thought this was how he would react. He felt a sense of conflicting guilt in his heart. He knew he was going to kill him if he didn't fight back, but... it didn't make taking life any easier.
Despite Cirrus being reincarnated and possessing a adult mind his body and brain are still that of a child.
In that dark, dimly lit passage, Cirrus cried like a child for the first time since he could remember the face of the mother that abandoned him.
Cirrus wished for a life that would not feel meaningless, but one of the amazing feats of... Tragically, in order to accomplish amazing feats, one must first experience loss - the future he predicts is approaching, and the darkest era of Orario is on the horizon, and losing innocence is the least of the horrors that await.