The voice continued what it was saying, “What are you going to do? Will you accept my offer or do you want to deal with your way?”

Why shouldn’t I just agree? If the voice really could give me power, why would it even do such a thing? Is there some kind of price I have to pay?

Thus, I decided to ask, “If you’re willing and able to grant me such power, how would you go about doing that exactly? Will there be some kind of side effect or price I have to pay?”

The voice laughed and then answered, “You overthink things as usual and make slow decisions. Weren’t you supposed to protect that poor girl? No physical harm will come to you, but there may be some psychological complications. Although I expect that you’ll be able to overcome them, and I can tell that you won’t just accept staying the way you are now at any price.”

I thought about what the voice said and then concluded that it’s risky to accept the offer instantly without thinking deeply about it. I’m not sure if I’m dreaming or not and whether the offer is real, but what more could I lose right now? No, I would rather become something else entirely then stay weak and useless like I am now.

I then anxiously declared, “Hey! If you’re the real deal, I’ll accept your offer for whatever price you ask, so grant me enough to overcome this situation.”

The voice replied shortly after, “That’s what I expected. Don’t worry about the unexpected physical side effects you’ll receive when time returns to its natural flow. They’re all temporary, but you should be careful, beware of the blood. I will now free up the energy sealed inside your heart.”

An intense glow of light started shining at this moment, making me close my eyes. When I opened them again, I felt dizzy. I could also hear unclear voices over the ringing in my ears. The strangest part is that everything was still crimson colored like blood.

I then saw something dull and not crimson colored approaching me. I could also hear a few voices, but I couldn’t understand what they were saying. I laid my hands on my head before looking at the ground, which caused things to gradually return to normal.

I then started to notice a few new things that I couldn’t before, one of which was that the dull person in front was one of those boys. Approaching me, he said,“You wuss! Didn't I tell you to come here? Are you ignoring me now?”

While furiously moving his hand and trying to place them on my shoulder, I was reminded of bad memories. I reflexively pushed him back, but I then unwillingly found that my right hand had penetrated his stomach, causing him to bleed on my hand.

His eyes rolled up in anguish as he screamed from the pain. His voice was so high that his friends panicked, trying to figure out what had happened to him. As I pulled my hand out of his stomach, he blacked out because of the pain.

At that moment, I was experiencing various feelings. I was shocked, then I felt a strange pleasure from seeing his anguished face!

I then shook my head to erase such thoughts. What have I done?! Did I kill someone with my bare hands just now? Flabbergasted, I stepped back to try and figure out what happened, but no amount of common sense could explain such a thing to me.

At the same time, his friends could hear his screams. They panicked, hoping that nothing terrible had happened to their friend. As they approached him, they found him bleeding from a wound in his stomach.

One of them said,“What happened? Did that boy kill him?!”

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Another one checked his pulse and heard a heartbeat. He then had a relieved expression on his face as he shouted,“He’s still alive, but we have to stop the bleeding!”

Moving quickly, he took off his shirt to apply pressure to the boy's wound, while the other two were furious as they approached me and got ready to attack.

I should run away to prevent myself from causing anymore casualties. As I was thinking about it, I found myself strangely willing to continue the fight.

The feeling was strong enough to urge me to approach them. As they stepped forward, I disappeared entirely in an instant, before appearing near the first boy. I found my hand stroking his armpit like a blade as I knelt in a crouching position underneath him.

Shocked at how I was able to strike him without getting a single stain of blood on my body, I disappeared again and crouched behind him. The boy then dropped to the ground after I wounded him.

The second boy, shocked by my disappearance at first, stopped moving and stood just there, gawking at how I kept disappearing and reappearing. He was afraid that he would end up like his friends, so he desperately ran away to try and survive.

I had great pleasure taking him down. What a feeling!! He’s now desperately trying to grasp the scene of bloodshed that was practiced on his friends.

I decided to thrust my hand towards his thigh, making him lose balance. While screaming from the pain caused by the gash, he dropped to the ground. He then lost consciousness because he couldn’t withstand the pain.

Their last friend was surprised and wasn’t able to grasp the situation at all. While desperately looking around for an escape route, he found no point in continuing to press down on his friend’s injury to stop the bleeding.

While traumatized by the scene of his friends laying down covered in blood, he fell to the ground and trembled, “You aren’t human! You’re a monster!”

With a horrified trembling voice, he said, “No, I don’t want to die.”

He then ran away and left the alley before running to the main street and screaming for help.

I was going to chase after him to stop the screaming, but I remembered the girl’s presence.

She was trembling with fear. With all the terror and shock she was feeling added onto that, her muscles lost the ability to respond to her brain's commands. Unable to stand, she fell to the ground and stayed there.

Realizing the situation, I mumbled to myself, what have I done?

I was troubled by how she looked, and also by how things will turn out when the boy calls for help. This isn’t a joke!

I hysterically thought, what am I afraid of now that I’m so powerful? It was their fault; I’m the victim here. I was abused, and they’re the ones that made me like this.

I then started having selfish thoughts thinking that she’ll help me. I’ll make her testify to get out of this situation since she owes me a favor for saving her.

Before I decided to get rid of the psychic state I’m in, I remembered the voice’s advice to stay away from blood. To try it, I decided to wipe the blood off my hand onto one of the boy's clothes. When I walked away from the blood, I could then see and move normally.

I was able to get important information about how the power was triggered, and how I can turn it on and off. It wasn’t the right time for further investigating, so I decided to move on with my plan.

While I approached the girl, she looked anxious, but she couldn’t run. She was unable to move, so I said something to reassure her.

“Don’t worry; I won’t harm you as long as you do what I say.”

She then sighed in relief and anticipation before I continued speaking.

“As you can see, that boy is running away, while you’re still here. Otherwise, I would have fled as well. My only condition for letting you go is that you nullify the boys' testimony against me. If you try and betray me though, I'll kill you and anyone else you tell about me.

I decided to play the bad guy with no grace so I could convince her to follow my command. Fortunately, she started to think more about the situation while I observed her expressions.

Since I didn’t leave her another solution, she’ll surely agree to my offer. Even if she tried to betray me, she'd die. Since she knows about my ability though, she wouldn’t even think about doing that.

While she was thinking, I could tell that she was hesitating on accepting the condition.

I continued by saying,

“Don’t forget that they were trying to take you by force. Do they not deserve it?”

That was enough to make her agree by hesitantly nodding her head. I could tell that she was in complete agreement though. A couple of minutes passed before the ambulance and the police officers arrived.

While everyone was walking around and doing their jobs, the boy walked over with the police officers and started pouring accusations at me by saying that I was the sole offender.