July 20, 2075
1807 JST
Anubis, 3 Kilometers Away from Alnitak
Luke Miller's Point of View
“Death Angels, raid the village! Locate and capture Veronica Shinka, kill Squad Zeus, and eliminate anyone who foolishly opposes you!” Angela commands as she and her soldiers fly over the wall. “Have fun against The Sin of Pride, Luke Miller!”
Damn it! Sonya and the others haven’t had enough time to evacuate Alnitak yet. All I can do is hope that they escape to the hideout in time. Right now, I have to save Drew and Chief Alkins, and the only thing that’s standing in my way is this man who broke my jaw with that damn punch of his!
The Sin of Pride?! A young man who appears to be slightly older than me, Hispanic, wearing a Costa Rican flag-colored cloak, matching boxing shorts and boots, and designer sunglasses.
“Commander Blackwood informed me of your regeneration ability,” he discloses in a serious tone as he takes off his cloak, revealing his black-haired mohawk, body tattoos, boxing gloves, and some kind of machinery attached to his arms. “She promised me an unbreakable punching bag, and I’m excited to see that her words continue to hold true. That punch would’ve knocked your head off your shoulders if you were truly human.”
“Shut up, and get out of my damn way, you bastard!” I yell as I prepare to lunge at him.
I’ll end this quickly by taking off your fucking neck!
“You’re too slow!” Pride screams back as he prepares another punch.
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“Agh!” I yell.
That hurt. My stomach! How?! He…he managed to slip under me in the blink of an eye!
“The name is Guillermo Ramirez Jimenez, but you will address me as the Sin of Pride, peasant!” he states in a cold tone as he winds up for another punch.
Damn it! Gotta protect my face!
“Amateur!” Guillermo yells out as he aims for… my ribs?!
Shit!
I can’t keep getting hit like this!
“Your resistance is preventing mankind from exterminating the undead! Alejandro and now Inpu are the products of your selfish intransigence. Their blood is on your hands, pendejo (stupid)!” Guillermo shouts as he continues to attack my ribs.
“I never volunteered to be a guinea pig!”
“If I were in your shoes, I’d have surrendered the moment I discovered my powers!”
Fuck! My stomach! My arms… I need to… rest.
“Commander Blackwood briefed me of your pathetic fighting prowess. What good are those powers if your combat skills are non-existent?” Guillermo sneers as he aims his left fist at… my face. “You and your friends deserve to die for your narrow-minded desires. Why can’t you fools understand that the lives of many outweigh the lives of a few?”
I can’t move. My body… it’s getting worse…
“Enough, Pride!” Chief Alkins shouts as he gets between us.
“Out of my way, anciano (old man)!” Guillermo threatens with a glare.
“Luke Miller is this world’s savior!” Chief Alkins yells at Guillermo. “A blessing, who will not only end the Age of Angels but the unlawful oppression of the Royals. You speak of justice and the greater good, but you conveniently forget the fact that you annihilated billions! The Eight Kingdoms only follow you out of disquietude, and now that a being has emerged to end your tyranny, you’re scattering like ants in an attempt to reestablish control!”
Chief…
“Stupidity knows no bounds,” Guillermo says as he shakes his head. “Like I said… greater good.”
Gasp!
“Chief!!!”
He… he…
“The giant gaping hole in the chief’s head, courtesy of my rocket punch, is also your fault, Hercules. You need to learn that all actions have consequences!” Guillermo yells out as he prepares another attack.
No. No more…
“Hahahaha! HAHAHAHAHA! I’m… I’m going to enjoy devouring your flesh!!!”
Why did I say that? What’s wrong with me?! Stop laughing! Just… give up. Nobody will ever accept me for who I am. I’ll endanger anyone who comes near me, no matter where I go. Maybe Guillermo and Angela are correct. Maybe I am the biggest threat to mankind. Yeah. That makes sense. After all, there’s no place on this planet for a hybrid…