“Going back to your violent streak! I heard this rumor about this event… What did they call it? Ah, yes! “The Susie massacre,” what can you tell me about it?” She asked, paying no attention to X’s indirect threat.
“How do you know about that? It’s classified information.” X frowned.
“Oh, I have my ways!” Vivian smirked.
“I can’t discuss classified information without permission. It’s against protocol,” X averted his gaze.
“Fuck the protocol!” She smiled.
“Well, if you put it that way,” X smiled back. “8 years ago, I was often dispatched on missions to the outskirts of the city. Some had me warding off demons, others had me capturing contractors. Either way, it was common for me to end up in that part of town at least once a week. This one day I was having lunch on a bench overlooking the city, when a young girl approached me asking for food. I had nothing to give her then, but I promised that the next time I come I will bring something for her.
Well, the next time came, and I did as I promised. It had been a week since then and apparently the little rascal had been showing up every day, waiting for me. Her name was Susie. She took me to the orphanage where she lived, a beautiful chapel surrounded by a field of flowers. The nuns were weary of me at first. But eventually, after I became a patron of the orphanage, they too took a liking to me.
Time passed, I would get dispatched to the outskirts on an almost daily basis, and after every mission, I would visit Susie at the orphanage. I would bring her and the other kids clothes, toys and candy, I would lay in the grass, and bask in the sunlight. Man, those were the days.
There was an oil field in a region near the orphanage. A convoy was to bring supplies from one of the major outposts to the oilfield in order to construct additional silos. I was deployed along with a team of other knights to protect the construction site. I remember being glad, since that meant I could spend more time with Susie and the kids. But what I found when I came to see the orphanage left me shaken to my very core.
You see, a group of powerful contractors from outside the city tracked the caravan and followed it to the base. The group was most-likely planning to raid the oilfield, but when they saw the chapel, they decided to make a detour. And can you guess what they did? They raped the nuns and burned the chapel. They killed the kids and covered the area in their intestines as if they were a holiday decorations. They tore off their heads and played catch with them. Most said that they did it because they were demons, because they wished to defy God. But I can tell you this: a natural-born demon would never act in such pointlessly cruel ways. If it were done by demons, they would have simply been eaten with little to no suffering,” X explained.
“What did you do?” Vivan asked while covering her mouth.
“I did what I could. They were strong and there were 7 of them, 3 demons and 2 titans. I can only unseal up to 3 limiters without administrative approval. I called the knights for backup, but they refused to assist me. And the only person who even listened to what I had to say was Joseph. He went against the orders of his superiors from the upper babel and allowed me to unseal my limiter up to level 12, using a technicality as an excuse.
As many are well-aware, my soul is being kept at the research center in an underground vault. They say that during that confrontation, my soul disappeared from containment for exactly 7 seconds. I don’t know what precisely happened during that fight, but when I came to, all the contractors were torn to shreds and their hearts were digesting inside of my stomach.
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The knights spun the story differently. They blamed me for killing the children because it was a natural thing for a ‘demon’ to do, using the attack as an excuse to go on a rampage. And since there was nothing left of the attackers, I had no means of clearing my name.
And the name, ‘Susie massacre,’ the event got that title because I called it that in my report. I just wanted for people to remember Susie, even if it happens because of the circumstances of her death.” X finished telling his story before closing his eyes.
“So, you blacked out? Does this happen often?” Vivian asked, ignoring the emotional conclusion of his story.
“Every time I unseal over 3 limiters, but as of late I’ve been blacking out even with just two. Hell, even at one, I feel somewhat different.” X explained.
“And when you black out, what usually happens?” Vivian asked with a keen interest in her eyes.
“When they sealed away my power 30 years ago, they also sealed a part of my soul along with it. A part that, from what I can tell, is always pissed,” X smiled.
“You mean the demon part?” she wondered.
“Not necessarily. Who can say that I’m not the demon part? All I know is that the seal created two distinct personalities. The more seals are removed, the closer I get to becoming who I was before.” X sighed.
“Oh, and who exactly were you?” Vivian smiled.
“You don’t want to know,” X placed his hand on his temple.
“But I do,” Vivian bit her lip.
“Let me offer you a piece of advice,” X scratched his head and closed his eyes, “You might not know this but demons who have dominion over fire, are in actuality able to control the speed of particles, pyromancers and cryomancers are actually controlling the same element, much in the same way, demons who control wind or stone actually control pressure. The things regarded as magic are intuitive to contractors and therefore are considered to be magical, but they are far more scientific than it might seem. Demons are feared because once a contractor reaches that stage, they are no longer bound by the laws of the world. You should have felt it yourself. The abyss you reached upon becoming a titan. No amount of demonic energy will allow you to traverse it. Demons are not made with power, but knowledge. Are you a demon who wishes to conquer your enemies? Then you must become the definition of that knowledge. Only then will you attain freedom. Such is the truth behind all contracts.” X explained.
“How did you know?” Vivian asked with a worried expression.
“What do you mean?” X grinned.
“That I’m a titan.” She stared deep into his eyes.
“Oh, well, your demonic energy is depleted, but there’s no hiding the smell. And plus, your vessel is too large to be this empty.” X smiled and placed his hands behind his head.
“When did you…” she said and grabbed her chin, trying to think.
“I must warn you, young one, if you ever attempt to peer into mine, you might just become swallowed whole by it.” X stood up, getting ready to leave. “Oh, and by the way, how come you didn’t say I can make myself at home?” He asked, referring to the beginning of their meeting.
“I don’t know how you act at home,” she remarked crossing her arms.
“I like you,” X laughed. “I really enjoyed our chat. Same time next week?” X asked while standing up.
“It’s scheduled,” Vivian mumbled.
“Perfect, let’s make it a date!” X smiled while squinting.
“Aren’t I a little too young for you? And don’t you have a thing for Matilda?” Vivian smiled with a concerned expression.
“Everyone has a thing for Matilda!” X explained while approaching the exit.
“They’re locked,” she remarked, referring to the doors.
“No, they aren’t,” X retorted as he kicked the solid steel doors out along with their entire frame, sending debris and a loud shockwave echoing through the halls.
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