Cheat Awakening

Bracing himself for a gruesome demise like the three men around him, Mr. Ghost, who had been observing him intently, made an unexpected move.

It didn't give Myne a horrific beating before giving him a permanent visa to hell like those three men. Instead, it drifted towards the right wall, raising the pulsating child's heart clutched in its hand high, it slammed it against the surface in a grotesque display of anger before moving in a jerky, unpredictable way.

Myne's stomach churned as he witnessed the entity using the living heart as a macabre paintbrush, dragging it across the wall to write in a clumsy script of blood. Despite the horrifying imagery, the writing itself was unimaginably poor.

Phew, It seems like Mr. Ghost doesn't have any plan to kill... At least for now. And it couldn't even speak properly, only make those weird scary noises. I hope it doesn't write some impossible task. Damn it, now even a ghost wants an advantage over me.

Wasn't a cheap father-in-law enough? Myne grumbled inwardly, but knowing there was no way he could refuse Mr. Ghost's kind request, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only sigh helplessly. After all, Mr. Ghost already showed that his temper is not gentle and he is not easy to talk with. If he accidentally made it angry, it would undoubtedly lead him to follow the unfortunate men's grim fate.

Once Mr. Ghost finished its work, flinging the now useless dead heart aside, it moved away, finally leaving enough space for Myne to see what he wanted to say. Of course, if Mr. Ghost could talk, it would be better, as this way he could get more info from its mouth, and even possibly know its sad story, which would be great entertainment. But a silent message was also better than none.

At least this shows that Mr. Ghost is not completely a mindless entity but a very intelligent ghost.

"SAVE HER!"

Two colossal words scrawled across the wall in chilling, yet embarrassingly poor handwriting, blood dripping down like macabre tears. In any other situation, Myne might have found humour in the ghost's lack of penmanship. But the message resonated within him, piecing together all parts of the puzzle.

His prior sympathy for the dead men vanished, replaced by a grimace as he unleashed a volley of wind blades at their corpses.

"Those monsters! What the hell did they do to her?" Myne, whose imprisonment was released by Mr. Ghost and fell on the ground, roared, his anger finally unleashed. When he entered June's bedroom and saw it deserted, Myne already had some doubts. After all, June lived quite far from the main town and that too alone.

Being in her prime, with an extremely beautiful appearance, it is normal for her to attract some troublemakers. It was another reason for Myne's urgency to relocate to the middle of the town with its dense population. After all, although their relationship couldn't move further from being friends with benefits, Myne cared deeply for all his women, and June was undeniably his first friend.

How could he let her suffer?
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When she'd been attacked and injured previously, Myne hadn't hesitated. He'd stormed the Town Lord's house and personally killed all those f*ckers. After that, he had tried to convince June to move away, knowing that sooner or later, as long as she lived in such a desolate place, she would surely get in trouble again. Lucas Town, while relatively small with a low crime rate, was close to the capital.

Travelers, both virtuous and malicious, frequented the town, no one could predict what kind of thoughts they had. Myne himself wasn't a good person, so he obviously looked at most things suspiciously and from a negative perspective, which made him a bit paranoid, and in the end, his fear became a reality.

"Can you tell me what happened to her? I was away from the town because of work and just returned. I'm really sorry for neglecting my duty as a friend and couldn't come to help her when she needed it the most," Myne, feeling a bit guilty as to why he didn't forcefully grab June's ass and relocate her to another place, addressed to Mr. Ghost, who patiently waited for him to clear his thoughts.

Myne expected Mr. Ghost to scrawl another message on the wall, but to his surprise, it suddenly materialized before him in a blink as if teleported. It extended a bony finger, tapping it to his forehead.

Myne's eyes suddenly lost their lustre and became pure white without any pupil or iris, and from his perspective, the world dissolved into blinding white. his vision went blank, replaced by the sensation of falling. He plummeted from a great height, his screams lost in the whistling wind as the ground rushed towards him.

BOOM!

A tremendous explosion erupted as Myne impacted the earth, creating a crater several meters deep and leaving a dust cloud in its wake.

"Cough, cough, what a great landing. This was definitely intentional," Myne while complaining slowly stood up from the ground without any injuries. Even his clothes were clean and neat as before with not a single bit of dust on them. If not for the fact that he was indeed lying in the middle of a crater created by himself a few seconds ago, Myne would even suspect he was dreaming.

Myne spotted Mr. Ghost, its red eyes glowing ominously beneath the dark hood staring at him. Straightening up, Myne acknowledged defeat with a sigh and climbed out of the crater. He looked around and found that the entire world at some point had turned grey as if it had lost all other colours. He stood alone in the cemetery, beside June's house, well not completely alone.

Mr. Ghost didn't care about Myne's curiosity. It slowly turned and drifted towards the cemetery entrance. From there, it had a clear view of June's house's main entrance.

Though questions piled up in Myne's mind, he understood this wasn't a being he could question anything, so with a helpless shrug, he followed it.

Reaching the entrance, Myne spotted a small figure approaching. Myne focused a bit and discovered that it was June, who had just finished her work and returned home. But by looking at her expression, it seemed like something had happened, and she was not in a good mood.

Until June entered her home, she didn't notice Myne and Mr. Ghost standing at the entrance of the cemetery at all. Just as Myne was about to call out, Mr. Ghost raised its bony hand and waved gently

As it did that, Myne felt the world around him spinning crazily, however soon everything returned to normal, except that the evening light had vanished, replaced by the inky cloak of midnight, and other things were the same. Although because of nighttime, visibility was very low, it was no problem for Myne and Mr. Ghost, as the latter a being of pure darkness, the night made no difference at all.

Although Myne still couldn't understand what was going on, he waited patiently, knowing that since Mr. Ghost had brought him into his memories, he must surely have a reason for this. And just as Myne expected, he again saw June, but this time her condition wasn't quite good-looking. Her clothes were ripped, her body bearing the marks of a struggle. A prominent handprint marred her beautiful face.

She ran frantically, occasionally glancing back as if pursued by an unseen threat.

The sight of June in such a state sent a surge of anger coursing through Myne's veins. He lunged towards her, desperate to heal her wounds, offer comfort, and learn the identities of the bastards who dared to harm her. But as his hand reached out, it passed through her form like a phantom limb as if she were just an illusion.

Myne stared at his empty hand for a moment, the realization settling in with a heavy sigh. He observed her further. Though June demonstrably endured a struggle, her injuries weren't life-threatening. Her clothes were ripped, and there were minor scrapes on her knees and hands, suggesting a fall or a forceful attempt to restrain her.

A harsh handprint marred her cheek alongside a dull ache in her stomach, likely from a punch, there was a hint of fear and unease in her eyes but not too much. Despite this, her ability to escape showed that June was not an easy woman to deal with.

While Myne was observing June's condition, she finally managed to open the door lock with her trembling hands and entered before slamming the door down and locking it tightly from inside. No sooner had she disappeared inside than four masked men, clad in identical black uniforms, materialized near the house, their ill intentions evident.

Then, a sight unfolded that shook Myne to his core. As the men entered June's courtyard, another Mr. Ghost materialized behind them. With inhuman speed, it snatched the head of the unfortunate man at the back, It grabbed the head of the poor guy who was standing at the end, with a whoosh sound, it used inhuman speed and both of them disappeared as if they never were there.

Before the remaining three could even comprehend their comrade's sudden disappearance, Mr. Ghost had already dispatched the fourth man and returned. This time, Mr. Ghost, only God knows what was going on in his mind, actually came from underground.

After grabbing a random guy's legs among the three, it dragged him inside the ground as if it were made of snow and even took the time to pat the hole shut behind him.