Rise of the Eromancer

Chapter 21: Waking Up From A Beautiful Day

Chapter 21: Chapter 21: Waking Up From A Beautiful Day

"Why don't you drink this, Rhys?"

"Why... why are you doing this to me!?"

"Because you're a Lowborn."

Rhys was once again on the floor of the lavatory—the familiar smell of sulfur and ammonia, piercing his nose, but then again, it wasn't familiar back then. He wanted to lift his head, but every time, a foot stepped on his head to bring him back to the dirty floor.

"Drink it. Don't worry, we boiled it so it's clean."

"..." The only thing that Rhys could really do was watch as Lex spat on a glass filled with every dirty thing that one could find inside the school... and the lavatory.

"Drink it, or we break one of your bones."

"W... what?" Rhys could only hear the sound of his own heart as the glass was placed in front of his face—the smell, almost causing his stomach to implode there and then.

"Oh, don't vomit... we'll make you drink that as well."

"Please... please stop doing this," Rhys begged, but it seemed they liked it even more as they lifted him up—forcing him to chug the scalding liquid. He couldn't really taste it, not at all—he only felt it as it burned the insides of his mouth and throat.

Lex and his friends laughed, they laughed as Rhys struggled on the floor; his tears, now one of the smells on the dirty floor. And very soon, everything turned dark as Lex and his friends withered away—the lavatory, replaced by the familiar comfort of the living room of his previous home.

"Pathetic, Rhys. Very pathetic, you really drank that?"

"..." Rhys then quickly sat up as he heard a familiar voice, a voice he never wanted to hear again. He then very slowly looked behind him; his trembling eyes, not wanting to see what was about to happen.

"You think you're better than me just because more people like you!? Because you're taller!? Because you look good!? Do you see it now, the difference between us!? And you're even becoming close to my big sister!?" A white-haired boy was now screaming at him; the boy's hand, gripping the throat of Rhys's mother.

"Please... please, not mommy..." Rhys reached out his small hands, "Not mommy and Chloe! Let them go, please!" Discover new chapters at novelhall.com

"No, Rhys. I won't."

"Please, Sylas... Please! Why are you doing this!?"

"Choose. Your mother or your sister. Choose who dies because you overstepped."

"No...no," Rhys looked at the face of her mother, shaking her head as she pointed at his little sister, who was crouching on the floor and crying—not knowing what was happening.

"Well, since you're not choosing... then I will just kill the two of them."

"No... No!" Rhys wanted to rush toward his mother, but he couldn't... his feet were shattered and broken. The only thing he could really do was roar and watch as Sylas West placed his palm on his mother's mouth... filling it with water and making her drink all of it.

...All of it.

He forced all that water inside her until she couldn't anymore... and Rhys watched. He watched as his mother's stomach burst open; her blood and guts, showering and spilling right on his face.

And then he watched again... as Sylas West very slowly made his way toward his sister.

"Rhys... this is all your fault."

...was the fact that he still hasn't been beaten today.

He wasn't being dragged to the lavatories, he wasn't being burnt, he wasn't being beaten half close to death.

This feeling of relief and freedom—is this what euphoria is?

A euphoria he achieved by killing and hurting those who hurt him. This is it...

...This is Justice.

Rhys could not help but smile as he thought of murder—causing the students that were walking past him to move further away.

But Rhys couldn't help it.

This... this is a beautiful day.

"!!!"

"What are you doing!?"

A student that was walking past Rhys could not help but scream as Rhys suddenly grabbed her arm.

"L... Let go of her, you Lowborn!"

"What... what are you doing!?"

"Huh...?"

And as the student and her friend screamed and asked—Rhys was also screaming in his mind and asking the same.

What was he doing? Why was he suddenly holding this girl's arm? Was he trying to be bullied again?

"..." Rhys then quickly turned to look at the window... before pulling the girl toward him, wrapping his arms around her as he pushed her and himself to the floor.

"Hey!" The girl's friend screamed, "Let go of he—Erk...?"

And before the girl's friend could finish her words, a sharp blade suddenly pierced through her neck.

"...Eh?"

The window then shattered as a woman leaped through from the outside, no... not a woman, a spider.

An arachne—one of her sharp legs, actually the blade that was pierced through the student's neck.

"D...Diane? No..."

"...Shit," Rhys then quickly sat up, dragging the female student he grabbed away from the arachne as they both watched as it started devouring her friend.

A beautiful day...

...of course not.