NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1268: Switch - Raw
Marvin became a death metal vocalist as he thought he'd fall straight to his death but he took on Quinn or Oscar's persona of saying every curse word known to man when he eventually realized what was going on. And as soon as he did, I released him from hanging by that bungee cord but he did hit the ground from five feet in the air tho it was much, much better than falling from a 4-story building.
But yeah, his hands and feet were still bound by rope and it didn't take long before I emerged from the shadows and channeled my inner Sagitarrius.
"W-WHAT THE FUCK?!"
I mean, I came out wearing a horse head mask and one of Quinn's horse cock dildos for added effect—and I've never seen someone roll away so fast just to get away from me. But since I already achieved the amount of shock I wanted him to feel, I stepped on the rope that was gradually disappearing from view to intercept his retreat.
Right after that, I began pulling him back to me as I was making this pervy old man smile each time he looked into my direction.
It's just that when we were finally face to face, I bit onto the blood bag inside my mask and blood just came pouring out of this mask's orifices and onto his face. I didn't even fucking need to release killing intent as he was terrified enough of the visuals provided, but then again, I used my trusty prop knife to make him feel the coldness of metal as it made contact with his torso.
"HELP—"
And before he could utter another word, I grabbed hold of his neck as I started to impede his airways but I made sure to plant a seed in his head that every time I stabbed down, I'd just go through his armor and the presence of fake blood added into this illusion that his body was now ridden with holes and he was losing tons of blood—but in actuality, he was just losing air.
It only took a few seconds before his struggling stopped but to Tatiana's surprise, I ripped open an ammonia pack and woke up Marvin after cutting him loose.
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At this point, Marvin didn't even recognize where he was as he almost tripped himself over a small platform, but he received a flying knee to the chest before I grabbed hold of his clothes. In one abrupt motion, I threw him over my shoulder but his next words surprised even me:
"S-Sir?! I-IT'S ME! ME! S-SOMEONE'S HERE! H-HE'S— F-FUCK, I-I GOT STABBED I— I DON'T HAVE MUCH— SEB! W-WHERE'S SEB?!
W-WE GOTTA FIND HIM!"
I almost felt sorry for him as I scratched the side of my cheek, "Ah… He's in a coffin right now—"
"WHAT?!"
"But you don't have to worry about it because you're next— not yet legible for Phase 3 but it is what it is. I shouldn't even be telling you this right now, heh."
"W-Wut?"
"Night-night!"
From then on, I knocked him out with a single punch to the head and Tatiana was just shaking her head as she came in with Marvin's coffin.
"What?"
"..."
"Don't worry, even the tranq you shot them with is cleared by our doctors. They even gave us the right amount of dosage and it'll just knock them out for a few good hours."
"This is just… too crazy, even for me… Is it even working?"
"Seb."
"Really? Chances are pretty low, huh? I'm not even sure if I could really do it as you've said."
"You can. But not like this—"
"You—"
"And like this—"
"STOP TURNING IT ON AND OFF OVER AND OVER!"
"See? You just did it in a split second. I just have to piss you off real~~~ good."
"Fuck, I didn't even realize it."
"Heh. At least you know how to dip your toes. It's just a matter of finding the right depth for ya."
"Can't you just explain it in simpler terms?"
"That's the simplest I could do it. If anything I'd just be doing hand signs and random noises trying to explain this shit I don't even understand fully."
"But are you okay though? You've been doing it for a while."
"Not exactly."
"Hmm?"
"As you said earlier. I've been turning it on and off over and over. It's less exhausting moreso now that I'm already this exhausted. I'm basically running on fumes."
"Then why'd you have to—"
"I might kill them, Tatiana. This is the best I could do for them. I can stop myself if I saw Kaley right before but with everyone else, it's a different thing. I might not even recognize their faces…"
"Oh…"
"Yeah."
"T-Then how about me?"
"How about you what— Oh…"
"Yeah…"
"I mean— Wanna try now?"
"Haah?! We could try it out that easily?!"
"I'll give you my real knife and I'd just hold this wooden sword. I might break this thing on your neck though, are you sure?"
"Ah— Fuck it, I guess—"
So before Tatiana could ready herself, I already threw over the real knife I had in my pocket before I tightly gripped each wooden blade in my hand.
"Huuu~"
After a short exhale, time seemed to have stopped momentarily as it got unbelievably colder while the almost pitch-black scene seemed to have suddenly turned black and white—like what would someone see through NVGs with barely any lighting.
But yeah, I had just assumed my stance when Tatiana had already felt her body getting cut in quarters—and she wasn't even able to move a single muscle as she stood in place with her eyes riddled with shock, fear, and awe.
Though this time, with more control over my psyche, I was able to hold myself down as my attack just became two taps on each side of her torso—and the same taps just woke her up from the illusion that her body got cut into pieces.
"Huh?" Tatiana muttered as she looked at her body.
From then on, I let out a smile before giving her a hug as she let out a sigh of relief. Still, Tatiana took a few moments to compose herself while I was the one who put Marvin in his coffin after tranq'ing him.
She did give me a jab on my shoulder as she excused herself with Marvin in tow but it didn't take long before the next set of victims walked in—and still had the faintest idea of what happened with everyone else who came before them.
It was because they'd usually hang around after but Phase 2 was about the same but still a little different.
But yeah, once Isaac came in with Chris, it must've been some sort of fated meeting because these two so fucking wanted to be training under me but the things they wanted to learn were from different disciplines.
And even when I was making Isaac experience my version of an Infinite Tsukuyomi, Chris made sure to stay back and let us have a one-on-one—no, it wasn't even a match-up at all—but it still had the same effect I wanted each of them to go through.
Isaac felt the actual gap between us while Chris figured out about almost the same thing but he discovered that I was still going easy on him from all our spars.
Even if it was called a spar, it must've felt different for him because he put me as his goal but it was like we weren't even in the same place to begin with.
Because with our usual spars, I tend to overwhelm them with speed, power, and technique, but this time, I added some mental shit to overwhelm his psyche. It was like getting his ankle broken in basketball terms but with my new-found feints, his brain was trying to comprehend something too complex for it too understand logically.
I've done this sort of thing when I sparred with Isaac, JP, and Seb before in the Academy but never in front of Chris whom I sparred with many times before.
While it was true that feints was a common thing in boxing to overload their opponent's brain with information, what I was doing with my intent was a step above and just downright confusing.
Because yeah, it wasn't just a straight-up mental attack since I'd still perform at least 30% of the actions required for this "feint" to work—and abruptly stopping it while at the same time, at around 30% of the actual movement as well.
It was a huge strain on the mind as is the body but an exchange between each of them would last a few seconds—and I could at least go through all of them with bits of rest in between and going in small bursts at a time.
Then again, there was one other person that I didn't expect to be hiding this much raw emotion in herself and it was Eden.