Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

Chiron's mother had said the words he was waiting for. She had declared her love for her son.

Unknowing to her, the person in front of her was not the son she had left in this world, but a soul from another. This was a person that did not care for the loving motherly bond that existed between mother and child.

At least he did not care for it unless it was for his own benefit.

The dark unrecognizable rainbow of death had been formed between mother and child.

At first, Chiron was worried about the colour of the rainbow, however, he threw that thought to the back of his mind.

He had started. There was now no going back. Even if he wanted to, which he did not, he couldn't.

His mother suddenly noticed that something was wrong. She tried to back off, but a suction force from the rainbow pulled her back.

She wailed and screamed, but it did not stop what was happening.

At this time, her face suddenly changed. It changed from that of a beautiful woman to a spirit creature with hollow eyes, mouth and nose. Her fingers became longer and she reached them for his neck.

However, just like before, they passed through his body.

"Hmmm! so that's your true ghost form," Chiron commented.

Meanwhile, at around the same time, Leongu immediately entered the special residence he had reserved for the guests.

"I just got word from my apprentice that Elder Aleen was seen leaving his home to attend the meeting with the elders."

"Good!" Iron stab nodded, "that means we can proceed with the plan. We will leave for the target's home immediately."

However, Leongu stopped him, "don't be in such a hurry to leave. I have further information that the boy is no longer at home. Apparently, he took a maid with him to the graveyard. I suspect that he must have gone to pay his respects. if memory serves well, and it does, today is her memorial."

"Hmmm!" iron stab nodded, "This will make things easier for us then. It is common knowledge that no one likes the graveyard."

"yes! it is. But you'll have to be quick. Kill him, and kill the maid with him."

Iron stab and his other ten individuals approached the door.

"Erm... Iron stab," Leongu called to him.

"Yes! what is it?"

"Don't you think it's overkill to use ten men on one child?"

"It is! but who cares?" Even though Leongu could not see Iron stab's face through his mask, he could still tell from his dangerous dagger-looking eyes that he was smiling. He really did not mind and wanted to enjoy the brutality of his trade.

Leongu subconsciously swallowed hard. He had heard of the inhumane hearts of the Dagger organization. He fortunately had never been the target of their blade.

He could tell that even though Chiron was just a Child, these men did not care and were going to have fun with him as he begged for death before they eventually killed him.

Iron stab and his men stepped out of the door. However, he stopped again.

The men behind him looked at him in surprise, "Is something wrong?" One of them asked.

"Yes!" he answered, "The night smells like death."

"Hmm!?"

Iron stab was a man that had been in the trade of killing for most of his life. He had been at the jaws of death more times than he could possibly remember, and at also sent many men to those same jaws.

His senses were sharp to death's presence and the night was currently singing it to him.

....

Back at the graveyard, the ghost of his mother struggled again and again but it was fruitless. The ritual was strong and precise in its method.

Slowly, the soul dissolved into the Colorless rainbow, turning into black dust as it did.

Chiron's mother decided to give one last chance at survival. She looked at Chiron and her face reverted back to its beautiful form, "Chiron, Please don't do this." Her eyes gave the significance of tears, and under the moonlight, it was quite convincing.

However, Chiron was aware that ghosts did not have bodies, and even if the one before him did, and she actually pleaded in front of him in tears, he would still not give a damn.

His grin was wide and a kind of frenzied madness for power was displayed in his eyes, "thank you for your sacrifice mother. I, your son, promise to use it well and bring the world to its knees."

Those words were the defining seal to the soul of a mother who loved her child so much. As the last of her soul faded, her face morphed again, and she screamed at him, "Chiron! I curse you. For this unfilially act to your own mother, I Curse YOU...!!!"

Her voice faded as the last of her faded into the Rainbow.

It was finally done.

Chiron had grinded the soul of his own mother into dust just for his own agenda.

Next came the transportation of the crushed soul into his own body.

Chiron plucked out one petal from the Violet Goodwill flower. He broke it and placed it into the uncoloured rainbow.

This was what was required to let the soul be transported Along the rainbow and into his body.

However, the soul dust did not move.

Chiron took another petal and did the same thing. This time around, the soul only barely moved a bit.

Reluctantly, he added the last petal.

This time around, the soul moved, and slowly, it went straight into the centre of his head.

Chiron felt the converted soul as it bore into his head.

*Boom!* He heard a low thundering as the forming of a dantain occurred.

It felt like he had been thirsty for water for so long and had finally found his oasis.

At this moment, all the effort he had ever put in, felt worthy.

Chiron sent his senses into his dantain. He could see the change. It was beautiful. His dantain sea was green in colour. This was the sign that he had entered the Wood rank.

The Dantain formed perfectly, however, the soul had not finished entering his body. The Dantain went from pale green to a bit darker, and then it went a bit further than that.

"SHIT!!!" Chiron cursed. He just realized something important that he had failed to account for.

And that was the rank of his Mother's cultivation.

His mother was at the high stage of the Wood rank before she died.

This meant that converting her soul into aura was converting the soul of a cultivator at the High stage of the wood rank.

This was a lot of power for him to take in.

When this ritual was carried out by cultivators that had aura, the excess energy was easily taken away or redirected.

However, Chiron did not have such capabilities.

Even though his Dantain had just formed and was still very fragile, all of his mother's soul had been converted into aura energy and had forced its way into his head.

Chiron suddenly felt very bloated. Just like a balloon on the verge of bursting.

Cracks formed on the walls of his newly formed Dantain. The aura energy was just too much.

It was so much that blood started flowing out of his eyes, nose and mouth.

He tried to hold his new dantain together as much as possible, but the difficulty was like a camel going through the eye of a needle.

The excess aura flowed out of his body. It was Aura that had a different color from the usual rainbow-like color that Chiron knew spirit users and other energy users had.

The aura that flowed out of him was blacker than the night and it flowed out of his body like smoke.

Chiron had been through a lot of pain in his life, but what he was feeling at the moment was on another level entirely.

Every cell in his body was screaming in disharmony. It felt like each one of them wanted to tear from his body for their own survival.

His mind, soul and body had never been in such chaos as it was now. He was not even given the opportunity to cry in pain.

The only thing he could do was will the system and send all his remaining points to LUCK. The moment he did, a semblance of control returned to him.

Meanwhile, the assassins that came for his life had just reached the graveyard.

Iron stab stopped in his tracks. His sensing of death had maxed up. Even before entering the graveyard, he could tell that the rich source of death he had been feeling so far had come from this place.

By now, the grave attendant had run for his life.

The graveyard was spitting out aura of the dead.

It was at this time that Chiron suddenly got an alert from the system.

However, unlike other times, when he heard it, it sounded like music to his ears. A relief to the incredible hunger for destruction that overwhelmed his soul.

>>Host, Please defend against Fate<<

Chiron looked in the direction of his guests and smirked, "I have been expecting you."