The nurse had her torso separated from the rest of her body. Her body splitting apart as blood splattered the walls of the vehicle.
Her intestines splattered all over the ambulance wall, the warm blood and the sun shine immediately woke him up, his eyes saw blood for the first time.
“I feel sick”.
Meanwhile, in the ambulance, Shinji’s eyes fluttered open. He could feel the tension in the air, the looming presence of danger nearby. As the nurse cowered in the corner, too terrified to continue healing him, Shinji struggled to sit up. His body still weak, but his mind now fully aware.
Satoshi, or what remained of him, stood over Shinji. “Isn’t it funny?” the parasite said, its voice cruel. “Your dear friend’s body won’t let me kill you.”
Shinji’s breath quickened, tears streaming down his face as his hands shook with a mixture of rage and sorrow.
His breath began to speed up, tears dripped down his head, his hands shook not from fear but from sadness and anger.
“I’m disgusted, I wonder what kind of abomination gave birth to you, you monster”.
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Nakamura stomped on Shinji’s head, pressing his face into the dirt. “You weakling,” he taunted, his voice filled with disdain. “I wonder how anyone could ever care about someone as pathetic as you.”
There was no way that Shinji would win, yet Shinji still ran towards him, he ran faster and faster.
Despite knowing he had no chance of winning, Shinji charged at him. His power surged, words forming in his hand like a rope, wrapping around the parasite’s neck. “I don’t care if the Demon King trained you,” Shinji growled, his voice filled with determination. “I’ll kill you myself.”
The parasite had his hands in his pockets, paying no attention to the string around his throat, his entire body like plastic, phasing through the rope.
“What the hell do you want from me”!?
He laid on the rocky floor, in front of his broken down house.
“I want Satoshi to suffer, the more he does, the more control I get, you’re the only thing he cares about, nothing else, the best way to make him suffer is by making you suffer”.
He kicked Shinji’s head as he rolled over, his face scraping against the ground.
“I was trained by the Demon King, you all are useless pieces of human garbage”!
He kicked Shinji in the stomach, spit dripping down his mouth as he tried to crawl away.
“The hell? You trying to run away”?
With a flick of his finger, Shinji’s legs fell apart, his only way of movement cut off.
Blood trailed behind him.
“AHHHHH, MY LEGS, I-I can’t feel THEM”!
He stared down, trying to pour the blood back into his wound.
His pupils dilated, it finally set in, that he was going to die.
Satoshi pushed his weight onto Shinji’s head, holding Shinji’s hand and breaking his finger.
One by one.
“Scream and I’ll kill you”.
Shinji bit his lip, blood dripping from his mouth, a crack with each finger of his broken.
His feet was on Shinji’s head, he put on more and more pressure, Shinji’s skull started to press in on itself.
Upon being close to death once again, Shinji’s body reacted on instinct, firing off his Power.