The following scenes were gruesome, to say the least. Everyone was startled by Kai's impossible feats - his heart punctured, his skull pierced, which he exploited to kill the fat bandit wielding an axe, closest to him. His dagger slashed the air, this time, without hesitation after being killed by them. The dagger stabs the plump man's head, taking his life.

Kai had learned his lesson, albeit, the hard way. He experienced death itself, which wasn't pleasant at all.

Viewing his enemy as he views fellow humans will only make things complicated. The overflowing emotions raging in his mind and pain coursing through his body nulled his humanity. Now, he only knew it was either kill or be killed, at the same time, his mind was confused at his own undying state.

The bandit holding the sword impaled on Kai's back took a step back, his lips shuddering.

"Ma, mo - monster!"

Horror painted his eyes, as he said those words. Then, a realization dawned on his mind.

"Run! His a Pla-"

However, before he could warn the archer behind. A sword cut his throat. Blood spayed all over Kai's body, dying his student figure with that of a sinister killer.

The archer tried to run frantically in fear, but the sword that slit his comrade throat was soon sent flying on his back.

Kai felt odd for some reason, because it seems his battle performance suddenly enhanced. His will got stronger, the sharp of his blade got sharper and every strike he intended to unleash followed his expectations accurately. His mind is in peace, devoid of unnecessary thoughts as it analyzes the battlefield, the opponent's movements and so on.

As if his in a trance, driven by an external force that made him act as a battle machine in warfare, rather than a normal young man.

Nevertheless, he won. After killing the last bandit, only then did Kai allowed himself to show tiredness. Having been exhausted physically and mentally, he swayed then fall on his back. Before he lost consciousness, though. The beautiful figure of a goddess entered his blurry vision, followed by absolute darkness.

The next thing he knew was the evening sky and darkening woods. Kai woke up at evening, found himself laying on piles of grass. It felt comfortable on the back, but nothing beats the softness of the hands gently wiping the blood off his skin.

Apparently, Ariella put in the effort to make him a comfortable bed to lay on and even took it upon herself to clean his body with her own dress.

Kai silently studied Ariella's face, secretly cursing himself.

'...I can't even hate her.'

That charm of her's was the origin of trouble, taunting men's to desire her grace. If she wasn't so mesmerizing, perhaps the recent issue with the bandit's would be avoided. Technically, it was her beauty's fault that landed him in all the agonizing perils, yet Kai struggled to bring himself to put a grudge against her. Partially because she's just too adorable and partially due to him understanding Ariella's vulnerable condition, which needs care more than grudges.

Then again, she's trying her best on her own.

When Ariella notice Kai had awaken, her worried expression softened as a relieved smile bloomed on her face. She seems to want to hug Kai, but became reluctant midway. Apparently, Ariella developed a trauma against men after the bandits malicious attempt to her.

Kai sighed, trying to reassure her. His voice sounding oddly flat.

"You okay?"

Ariella humbly nodded, a bit gloomy upon recalling unpleasant events.

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He lingered for a few while more before feeling like getting up. Miraculously, the severe wounds exerting pain throughout his body was gone, replaced by healed skin beneath tatters on his uniform. A testament that those injuries had existed, and wasn't a dream at all.

There's only one term that could describe his state...

'...Immortality, huh.'

An undying body that persists to keep on living despite receiving injuries grave enough to cause his death. Healing quickly when given a bit of time to respite. Kai can only call himself immortal, an individual that surpassed the mortal realm so did its limitations.

His immortal body was surprising, but not unexpected. The gods said taking care of a young goddess wasn't for the soft of heart... And body. The parting gift they mentioned was probably this ability. So he would continue living despite the hurdles on their journey and stayed at Ariella's side no matter what.

The gods was without a doubt not joking when they assigned these job to him. Maybe because it would decide whether a god would be raised decently or became dark God, resulting unmeasurable damage.

It felt heavy, to bear a responsibility of this significance by himself. His performance might very well concerned the fate of this world and life of countless living beings. Death isn't even an option anymore, only progress.

Then again, if Kai look at the bright side of things. Having a growing goddess in his care was kind of advantageous. No, it's extremely advantageous! If he managed to raise Ariella well, which would form an inseparable bond between them. Wouldn't that give him a goddess who will heed his words? Possessing holy power beyond comprehension?

Raising from his feet, Kai said as he intended to collect some woods for fire.

"Everything is fine now. The bad guys are gone and no one would harm you anymore. I'll make sure of it."

Once again, his tone lacks the touch of emotions it usually had just this morning.

However, as Kai turned to leave, Ariella grabbed on his shirt.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, reluctant to be left alone. Kai can only sigh softly.

"Wanna help? I guess the more the merrier, it would be quicker with an extra hand."

Ariella cheerfully smile, delighted.

Soon, a dancing flame produce warm radiance in their camp. Kai and Ariella had moved away from their original spot as precaution if ever the bandits comrades wonder there as they searched for woods. Followed by starting a fire, which wasn't easy. Kai struggled, but having learned the general knowledge of how to start a fire by generating friction with spinning sticks, his on the right track. So it didn't take that long to successfully produce sparks after multiple failed attempts.

Staring blankly at the campfire, his thoughts seem lost. Only now after getting sufficient rests did he have time to ponder over what he has done... He killed fellow humans.

Kai had imagined taking a life would be a bit uncomfortable, but isn't that disturbing. Perhaps even a heart wrenching experience in reality, depending on the circumstances. However, differ to his expectations, he felt blank and emotionless. Instead of being guilty to the point he can't sleep. After the deed is done, the world seems dull and bleak, his view of himself didn't change much. Nothing more.

Actually, realizing his lack of empathy disturbed him more than killing a human would.

'I know my character isn't that bright... But it wasn't this broken, right?'

He never consulted a psychologist before due to the lack of budget and Kai deeming it unnecessary. So he wasn't sure how psychopathic his personality developed.

Perhaps Kai's personality was already broken by Earth competitive society, all the while devoid of parental guidance on how to be a good human. Which made it worse. Furthermore, the ones he killed are vile individuals who would feel delighted to see him suffer, adding the reason why his indifferent in their death, rather than shredding sympathy.

Still, he can't help but subtly feel disgusted with himself. Not wanting to like this. As things stand now, his already showing signs of being a heartless murderer.

His forlorn gaze watch as the fire dance, mix of bleak yet conflicted emotions can be seen on his dim eyes devoid of light. Kai's hand was bleeding from the bruises it suffered for the sake of creating a flame to warm their night. However, the fire mundane warmth is incapable of warming his cold heart.

His hands hurt, but made numb by the torments of deathly strikes he suffered recently.

Kai misses the apartment on earth, the modest yet comfy bed and a roof over his head. Especially the company of his two rowdy friends, Aron and Paul who shared the room with him. Remembering them, he can't help but think about yesterday's joyous event that congratulated their achievements and celebrated their long awaited uprising from high school. Just then, weren't the three of them planning on using Aron's thick face to take a mountain of snacks for their own party in the dorm? Stay up all night in joy not caring about tomorrow. He even chatted about a rigid future plan with Paul, unsure which carrier path to take in the innovative world of humans.

Living on earth would be much better, more peaceful. However, for some reason. Kai's desire to return was halfhearted.

'I guess this is what they mean by the saying; Be careful what you wished for."

Then again, looking at the goddess sleeping on his lap. A smile found its way on his lips.

"It's not too bad."