RE:volt! Chapter 29: Taking Out The Trash Part 2

  Sitting under the moonlight, Ark activated his SPELLBOOK, reviewing the contents of the QUEST tab as he sat beside the balding head poking out of the hole in the forest floor like a plant.

  [Quest: Complete All Daily Tasks 7 Times 1/7]

  [Daily 1: Enter Reality Sphere Once Per Day. 1/1]

  [Daily 2: Activate Chosen Spell Once Per Day. 0/1]

  [Daily 3: Talk to Someone 1/1]

  [Reward: + 1 T1 Spell Use]

  Ark looked over the list, eyeing each step.

  Talk to someone huh. Ark said to himself as the bound and tied Manfry beside him let out a groan.

  “Ah. You're waking up.” Ark said, eyeing the man whose eyes went wide as his scream of rage came out muffled against the shirt tied in his mouth.

  Ark placed his calloused and dirt covered foot on the Overseer's head, the man vehemently groaning in fury as Ark smiled and lowered his trousers.

  “Here's something to wake you up.” Ark said, relieving himself on the man.

  Manfry’s muffled raging grew louder, the man thrashing wildly and flinging Ark's urine everywhere.

  “Ah… isn’t that nice.” Ark said, feeling a tingle down his spine as he gazed down at the man glaring at him with fury. “Good, you’re awake.”

  Ark reached down, undoing the gag tied around Manfry’s mouth.

  “YOU FUC- AHK!”

  Before Manfry could spit out his swears Ark kicked him squarely in the face, breaking the man’s nose in one swift movement.

  “BITCH!” Manfry spat, wincing from his broken nose and the blood flowing down his face as Ark let out a sadistic laugh.

  “Oh… you don’t know how good that feels.” Ark said, staring down at the overseer.

  “When I get out of this you’ll be flayed alive! I’ll personally make sure your skin is peeled off and use your head as a fucktoy!” Manfry roared.

  “My, isn’t he tenacious.”

  Ark crouched down, placing his palm on the raging man’s bald head and forcing his gaze upward.

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  “Ah, that’s right. Get it all out of your system.” Ark smiled. “Tell me Manfry, you like little kids right? Like them small and defenseless when they can’t fight back. How’s it feel to be helpless? How’s it feel to be beaten by a lowly slave?”

  “Fuck you brat! I’ll- I-i-i-i-” Manfy’s eyes went wide, his words losing their heat and dying in his throat as his angry glare suddenly turned into a terrified expression.

  Ark’s eyes were glowing, the boy looking down at the man tied up in the hole with indifferent eyes.

  “I’m going to kill you.” Ark stated, his words devoid of hesitation. “The manner of which depends entirely on you.”

  Manfry made no sound, the man in total shock that the slave before him was capable of using mana.

  “Hello? Anyone in there?” Ark asked, tapping on the man’s skull with his knuckle.

  “Poor thing, you’ve broken the poor monkey.” Irelix giggled.

  “Y-y-you! You won’t get away with this! You can’t! They’ll hunt you down and kill you!” Manfry screamed, his voice heard by no one but Ark and the surrounding forest.

  Ark shook his head and chuckled before sitting down on the edge of the hole Manfry was laying tied up in. Ark dangled his legs, kicking them back and forth like a child in whimsy.

  “But, I’m just a slave child. And they would have to find your body first wouldn’t they?” Ark said, brandishing a wicked smile that made Manfry do a double take.

  “You! You killed that Apothecary didn't you!” Manfry yelled, connecting two and two together.

  “I did. And how has the hunt gone for the runaway slave?” Ark asked sarcastically.

  Manfry began to visibly sweat, the man shaking as Ark rested his feet on the bound man’s head. This boy was a deranged psycho! A killer! He had heard insidious tales of murderous children but this slave!

  “Wh-what, what do you want? I-i-i can give you anything you want! More food? Free time?! Privileges? I-i-i can talk to the lord to give you your freedom! Do you want that?! Do you want freedom boy!?” Manfry pleaded, the man grasping at straws to save his life.

  Ark looked up at the moon, tapping his chin and taking on a pondering expression as if he were considering the offer.

  Manfry’s hopes shot up, the light at the proverbial tunnel appearing before his very eyes.

  “Hmmm. Freedom huh?”

  “Yes! YES! That’s right! I can free you if you free me! We can forget about all of this!” Manfry cried, shifting his body around like a worm.

  “That does sound nice.”

  “It’s not too late! We can go our separate ways! I-I-”

  “Sorry, but there's this annoying voice in my head who made me promise to kill you. Plus... this moment, I want it to be unforgetable,” Ark replied with a smile, gazing down at the man whose eyes went round while his jaw went slack. “Personally, I’d like to torture you, but I’m burning moonlight and I don’t have time to waste on trash like you.”

  “T-t-trash? Me? Trash? TRASH?!” Manfry roared, the man regaining bits of his ego at the insult. “I’ll SWEAR YOU’LL DIE BRAT!”

  At Manfry’s words, Ark let out a deranged laugh that culminated in the boy slapping his knee, his actions akin to a psycho in Manfry’s eyes.

  “It’s ok, I’ve already died once. It’s pretty overrated.” Ark smiled as he let himself fall into the hole to stand face to face with Manfry, the man still drenched in Ark’s pee.

  “Heated Hands.”

  At the boy’s words, light suddenly broke away the surrounding darkness, revealing flames that ran along Ark’s hands.

  “Y-y-y-you! P-p-please!” Manfry begged, the flames tickling his skin with heat as the emitted light illuminated the smile on Ark’s face, painting him as some kind of sadistic demon. “PLEASE!”

  “You look wet, how about we dry you off.” Ark said, raising his hands, resulting in Manfry letting out a terrifying scream as the boy’s next actions resulted in filling his vision with hot red before an all consuming pain and sounds of searing flesh enveloped him entirely.

  [SPELLBOOK]

  [CONGRATULATIONS! ALL DAILIES COMPLETED!]