The child then threw their head back and gritted their teeth in pain as the young man fused with them. Cyberware appeared on the child’s face. It was like a mask. It covered the bridge of their nose, while the sides curved under the child’s eyes and behind their ears, Then another set of steel on the same mask formed but it was way shorter than the first. These little wings hand a sharp tip and sharp edges through them. The kids' breath then finally steadied after what felt like hours of torment. Color then returned to the child’s skin and his consciousness was very slowly coming back. While it was coming back the child’s body got up, grabbed a knife, and stabbed the father in the back. The child wasn’t aware of what they were doing as the father looked back and started to fight them.

When the child regained their consciousness back fully they saw the bloody mess that was made of the father. Shocked and scared, the child slowly lifted up their hands and saw that their arms were covered in blood. Their hands and arms shook as the memories of their crime came flooding back. They grabbed a knife and stabbed the father in the back. When the father felt the knife he looked back to see who did that and saw the child standing there not saying a word and his eyes unfocused. The child was like a walking, breathing corpse as they fought between themselves.

The father went in for the punch but the child blocked it, however, thanks to the force it made the child go flying even after they blocked it. The child went flying into the wall but the code kept it from breaking. Ignoring the pain within their back, the child then charged at the father and dodged his attack. Once the child finally got behind the father once more, they took out the knife which made the father yell in pain. Thanks to the father’s pride and not wanting to lose to a mere child, he continued to fight. The child then threw the knife away and grabbed another one that was sharper than the last. Once an opening was in plain sight the child slit open the father’s throat, which made the father grab his neck and fall to his knees.

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Once the child recalled what happened with the father they started to feel an unthinkable amount of pain in their right arm and in their back. The child fell to their knees screaming in pain and terror. However, their screams of terror didn’t last long, as they soon heard a voice in their head laughing which gave them a killing headache.

“How naive of you to take a stranger's hand! Haha! It was almost too easy. If only you didn’t have the strong will to survive and get out of this place, your body would’ve been mine for the taking.”

“Why… Why did you make me kill this man?”

“Is that a serious question? Are you an idiot? This man deserved to die. Beating on women and his own child? Even as a sinister myself I refuse to do either.”