I still have a dagger in my pocket, don't I? Since this guy isn't a killer then someone else should do it. I can't live with the knowledge that I could suddenly turn into a mindless beast and start killing others, even young children.

It's about time I come to your side, my dear aunty. You didn't wait long, did you?

Alexander's POV:

I was wondering how long the girl would space out for when she suddenly moved - a small, sharp blade appeared in her hand out of nowhere and she released a loud shout, aiming it at her own neck in one, swift move.

What?! And here I thought she was paralyzed when she has so much energy left!

'Corrosion' 'Paralyze'

The iron weapon turned to dust right when it was about to touch Q's skin. Gray ashes stuck to her tattered ball dress and spread widely on the fine, originally white and now also red material. Dark red, almost brown spots were her own blood from the many wounds that healed thanks to her previous enranged state.

Okay now. I remember clearly when this redhead said she doesn't want to die and next thing she does is committing suicide. What the hell?!! I admit that women may be hard to understand but she clearly stated one thing and did another! Is she sane?!!

~~Sir Mage, she just lost her family member and turned into a creature considered to be a mindless killing machine by the world. Most normal people would have a reaction like this.~~

-Really? Why would they? Demon's Rage can be controlled if someone knows how, so once that happens there's nothing to worry about, right? The first time is the worst and most dangerous for the mind but after that, it gets much easier to take control of your body and not be controlled by the bloody urges. That's common sense, isn't it?

~~Actually, no it's not. Becoming a Berserker is considered the end of someone, their change into a beast and no longer a human being.~~

-For real?! And here I thought that everyone would know about this mental illness... I read about it in the 'Paradise' and from what I can tell it is accurate. There are a few ways to not lose your mind when enraged but most have some disadvantages. You hear that, toy? You are not a beast, you can learn to control yourself. No need to kill yourself. Understood?

...

...no answer. What is it now?

~~...you do remember that you paralyzed her, right?~~

-Oh! I forgot about that, sorry.

'Dispell'

Quiliana's POV:

When I put the blade on the skin of my neck it suddenly crumbled to dust and I became unable to move an inch. Unlike before, when I was afraid to move because of the pain, I really wasn't able to control my body! Is this one of the symptoms of a Berserker? Am I going to turn into a beast again?! I don't want that! Aunt Anaga, please save me! You would know what to do now, so tell me! Do I run away? Do I fight?

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I heard some of the words the dangerous mage said just now to his imaginary friend. It... can be controlled? A Berserker can learn to use his cursed ability?!! I never heard of it! I thought that there is no return after you lose your mind for the first time...

There is... a way? Can I really trust his words? I've never heard of this before... Isn't he just trying to trick you so you don't commit suicide? Or... is it true? Dear Aunty, please enlighten me. 

-I'm sure I stopped the spell, so why are you so still even now, little redhead? Are you thinking of ways to kill yourself again?

-No, I'm not. - I looked at this quirky, young adult and considered if I could afford to trust his words. -Not anymore. Can I really control myself when enraged?

-Yeah, that's what I told you before. Are you deaf as well?

I frowned. Why is this person so rude? Couldn't he see the state I'm in? 

-I am not. Listen, I'm in pain, ok?! I can barely move and I need a bath, I hate all this blood on my body and this dirty dress, and I just learned that I'm a Berserker, and you murdered my only family left in this world dammit, so I can get a bit emotional, ok?!!!!! - the longer I talked the more relieved I felt inside. And angry. At him and myself. If you noticed that he wasn't an assassin, your aunt wouldn't be dead now, you understand that? This weirdo killed her but it's also your responsibility for not stopping her. She wanted to protect you and she died for it. For no reason at all!

-Ummm, Q? Do you think you could calm down a little? Look at this:

While saying that, suddenly a mirror appeared in front of me, showing what seemed to be a small beggar girl with lightly glowing red eyes and madness hidden inside of them...

-NO!

This was the most terrifying thing I've seen in my life. Worse than seeing Anaga lying in the pool of her own blood, worse than the time I saw my mother killed right in front of my eyes... Was this monster me? Don't think about it, girl! You've seen nothing, understood? Make that view disappear from your mind forever... Focus on this nutcase speaking with an invisible person, even that's better than thinking about it...

-Oh, so that wasn't a good idea to show her how she looks now that she's going into Berserk mode again? But it worked, you see? Green eyes are back, no red pupils. Back to normal.

A pause, apparently the 'friend' was talking back.

-But she looks fine to me. What do you mean 'distressed'? I can't tell. I always had a problem with reading others' emotions, you know that. Anyways, what can I do to make her feel better? I can't take her outside in this state, she could turn enraged any moment.

Another moment of silence. Then he said something that made me react:

-Her aunt? Well yeah, I can. You know there aren't many things I can't do, Mist Sprinkled Rose.

-W-what... - my voice was so hoarse I had to cough first before continuing: -  What about my aunt?

-Oh, are you better? Good. Just in case, 'Heal'.

A golden light enveloped my body and made all the pain disappear. I breathed in deeply with relief and finally stood up. So much better! Wait, why didn't he do this earlier?!  No, that doesn't matter now.

-What do you want to do with Anaga's body? - I looked at him angrily. If he dares to do something inappropriate with her remains... I don't care about my state anymore, I'll kill this guy one way or another.

-Oh... Red eyes, red eyes, midget. Get a hold of yourself! We don't want a repeat of what you did before, right? I even protected your aunt's body from your claws...

He... did what? Oh, so that's what this barrier was for! He was actually being... considerate.

-Oh... I'm... I'm sorry. You were thinking of preparing for her funeral, right? And I thought...

-Funeral? What for?

Ok. I take it back. He's not considerate at all!