The Urban Dao Child

Yang Dao killed the man, however, he was not burdened by the sad grin of the victim. This was a fight they choose with complete awareness of the consequences and thus were responsible for bearing the result as well. The man fell to the floor and his head separated from his body. It rolled over to the feet of the boy.

The Dao child non-comically raised the blood-stained blade and said, "Hmm, sharp blade." Then he dragged the dead body down from the building and dumped it in the mass grave.

He was not a completely cold-blooded machine and prayed for the deceased slowly in his heart. He only wished for this sort of people to get what they deserve and pass over to the afterlife without any obstacles. It may seem cold to think like this, but the people were all sinners.

As he thought along with this idea, Yang Dao decided that he will find out the sin of the people he killed in the future. He wanted to know what was SIN in the eyes of the muggle world. He came back and sat over the pattern carved on the floor of his room.

It may seem like the earlier battle was a flawless victory for him, but things were not as they seemed to be. During the first attack itself, his shoulder muscles were ruptured. The pain was numbing, but in the heat of the battle, he overcame it and prevailed. As he sat down on the pattern, his body began to heal. This pattern also made him very curious.

How was it possible to have a seemingly random pattern on the floor in a place who knew existed for so long, do have such an effect? After his injury healed and the body recovered, he stood up and walked to the side to observe the whole pattern. The pattern was shining with amber color, as if molten lava. The pattern gave him a feeling he could not put his finger on.

He crouched down and memorized the pattern. He decided to ask Feng Yun about it. He stood up and picked up the broadsword to practice. This place seemed to have another mysterious fact about it. During his whole time, he had not felt the need to eat, drink or even release his bowels.

He started to practice with the broadsword held in both his hands. The practice lasted for a few minutes before his movements paused and continued again. After an hour, he spoke in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Earlier when he paused in his practice, he had sensed someone entering his room, but since the other party did not even once radiate a killing motive, the boy did not act. Now that his practice had ended, then he had to ask what the other party was seeking.

The other party replied in a whisper, "Stay awhile. It is not good outside."

Yang Dao asked, "Why here?"

The other party thought for a bit and said, "You are not a bad guy."

This reply made Yang Dao raise his eyebrow and ask, "Is there someone in here who is not bad?"

"The people here do not have honest eyes. Your eyes are honest, so you are not bad." said the other party.

Yang Dao said, "I am not bad, but I am not very accommodating as well. Please leave, or I might take action." his voice was completely unfeeling towards the visitor.

The visitor replied, "I have not recovered yet. Please, help me. I can tell that you are not a sinner of the world but came in here voluntarily." her voice had a slight tremor contained in it.

Yang Dao was surprised to hear this. He asked, "How do you know this?"

"I know this because I am the same. Came to this hell hole seeking vengeance, finally got what I wished for, but the aftermath is terrible. After I achieved my goal, it became as if I have been working for whole my life and finally the tide of exhaustion drowned me." said the visitor.

Yang Dao asked, "Hmm, do you think I will trust you with this?"

The person replied, "No, you won't, and I do not mind that. I will not believe the person completely as well if I were in your place, but those who come here with their own will all seek the way back to the surface. So, we have a common goal."

Yang Dao heard this and mumbled, "Endless benefit."

The other person hummed in response. The boy said, "So was your goal to kill that blonde? Why?"

"Since you are allowing me to stay here, then I will tell you. That woman was called Malisha, the top killer of the secret services of the freedom country. She had the license to kill. She was a double agent, working for my father in the guise of the agent.

She was discovered by my father, starving on the streets. He raised her like his own and gave her all that she could ever dream of. In return, he only asked her to reach a position no one can. She achieved it all. However, one day, a guy in her department accused my father wrongly. You see, my father was a drug cartel. He may be responsible for killing a lot of people indirectly, but he never did anything to the innocent children and ladies.

He was framed as the person responsible for the 'red rain' incident. The whole district was buried that night, and Malisha's family was one of them. She escaped with her mother, but society swallowed the lady, leaving her to fend off for herself.

She did not wait for the investigation but in one night killed my whole family. My face was scared of her to agonize my father. In the end, to spare me from the torture, my father committed suicide in front of my eyes.

Later, when the investigation turned in, it was found that my father was the government agent for forty years and he was responsible for monitoring the drugs business for the country. Since they could not ban the dark trade, they decided to have someone on the inside placed at the high position.

I called for justice, but they did not kill her and cast her here. They hoped that she will come out alive, but I followed her and eventually ended up here."

Yang Dao could have said that it was all a lie.. However, the boy said, "I believe you."