Arafura S1 - Darker Than Black
S1 | Chapter I _Duel II | Steps To The Gorge

The red jago is getting worse. His figure grew as if he was angry. The table on which the documents rested had been burned out and turned into useless black charcoal. The beautiful colorful candle is no longer there, melting like water but even helping the fire grow. Some of the fire was creeping through the luxurious carpet. Ah it is unfortunate, especially the fire was already supported by high room temperature. Any fire would be hard to extinguish if it had turned into the red man. The bookshelf filled with hundreds of books by the fireplace immediately fell down. The books burned free as quickly as the blink of an eye. Nothing can be saved. The room is getting worse.

No one's watching him. Although it was no longer suitable to breathe in a room like this, Mr. Gen could not get out. At the front door stood a man named Aio blocking the exit. In both hands were two red blades. His eyes seemed to be drenched in hatred, including the look on his face—ah it really looks annoying. Aio had no idea what was happening, but he immediately came to the conclusion that Ziyo was killed by Mr. Gen. Nah! Mr. Gen is not that kind of person. He didn't kill Ziyo, nor did he hate her, he did it because Ziyo had indeed done bad to him—at least that was the reality.

Mr. Rom the one-eyed, the one who only looked at interests, he was the mastermind of all this. He invites Mr. Gen just to fight the girls, just want to repeat the savagery of yesterday. The girls were toyed with, harassed, annihilated as if they were not human beings, as if they were mere puppets. More regrettably, Mr. Rom gave false information so that Mr. Gen could make the information a reason for the attack. Mr. Rom just smiled leaving this room, leaving Ziyo who had to meet with her worst state as if she felt the slightest bit of guilt.

Not likely. Mr. Gen already understood that Aio would not believe him. The fire that arises because of wrath from the bottom of his heart will no longer be able to accept the truth. The flames of wrath are not as hot as the flames that incarnate the red hero, but the flames of wrath are very sharp. Sharper than a knife. Hotter than physical fire. Those who have the fire of wrath will only hurt themselves and their surroundings, everything seems to be made to forget that he is a weak person, transformed into a proud person who only wants to oppress his opponent. That's what Aio is like now, now his mind just wants to subjugate—kill Mr. Gen with his hands.

Aio put up the horses, the standard position in fighting. The two knives in both hands he held tightly in front of his face. His eyes are very sharp. His mouth was stiff and did not say much. His body slightly bowed, his fighting style was exactly like Ziyo.

"You— I won't let you go!!" Shouted Aio. His breathing was very tight. His heart is like crazy.

"You're not focused anymore. You won't survive like Ziyo." Said Mr. Gen very calmly. His style of speech is relaxed as if being patient with his circumstances.

Aio was getting annoyed. She bit her own lips to make her blood bleed. "I don't care. I just want to fight you!!" The blood he put on the tip of his two knives. The knife glowed red. His aura slowly became extremely dark, an aura of black color where darkness was born.

Aio galloped towards Mr. Gen while shouting. A few steps before arriving, Mr. Gen showed his true self. His blue hair extended like thorns, his eyes reddened like coal, his fangs extended like knives. It all happened very briefly. Aio was surprised to see that, but he didn't seem to care. The attack from his knife he still launched made the air around him seem to split. Mr. Gen despite being able to fend it off, he chose to dodge by jumping. Mr. Gen's movements were so agile that the attack was unable to reach him. The slash of the knife ended up hitting the carpet on the floor. The carpet suddenly burned when there was no fire axis, but there was a little strange, the fire was green in contrast to the fire that burned tables to bookshelves.

"Sad. Alright. Just been warming up." Aio's upset. He then attacked back. "This time I'm serious!"

Mr. Gen tried to fend it off. The attack was long-winded while jumping, completely a style suitable for a light-bodied Aio.

"Come on!! Quickly reply me!!" Shouted Aio.

Mr. Gen felt cornered. Despite being able to fend off with his sword, it turned out that Aio was more proficient than expected. The two irons from the clashing swords made a loud sound compared to the thump out there. Sparks of fire several times appeared, even so fast movement, Aio's knife as if red heat up—entah is the result of friction or not, but clearly Mr. Gen does not believe the knife can survive.

When there was a continuous attack, Mr. Gen was only silent in his standing position. Not stepping forward or backward, just silent as if enjoying his attack. Aio kept moving around. Admittedly, Aio is very strong, Mr. Gen does not like to make wasted movements so he prefers to be silent waiting his turn. Currently Mr. Gen is more often made silent, it means Mr. Gen feels his turn to attack has not been seen.

Unwittingly, Mr. Gen felt that there was such an awkwardness that it forced him to jump backwards right next to the huge fire that burned the tables and bookshelves. His hands were hot as if they were burning. As soon as he was noticed, it turned out that the sword he was holding was burning green flames. The entire iron seemed to heat up changing color from sparkling white to blackish red, some parts had dripped like liquid and made the floor carpet immediately hollow.

It's not an ordinary fire— thought Mr. Gen. There is no such hot fire if you want to melt iron in a short time, let alone green fire. Such a color should not be the hottest fire ever. It is very difficult to get into logic. Mr. Gen's gaze turned to the two blades, his dark aura growing stronger. The red light was like hot iron on the blade, Mr. Gen felt it was no ordinary heat.

"So so. Turns out your knife wasn't a regular knife." Said Mr. Gen.

"Of course!" Reply Aio, "this knife can make hellfire present in the world! Everything will burn except me!"

"Could that be?" Mr. Gen laughed. His lips until his body trembled. His evil aura grew as if he was starving. "You think I'm going to lose that easily just because of a knife? No kidding. I'll even break your knife soon." Mr. Gen laughed again, his attitude as if mocking Aio's existence.

Aio felt demeaned. His eyes turned full of oppression. "Damn you!!"

The explosive flames of wrath made his feet filled with demonic lust. He moves very fast but not very carefully, looking like an animal that is more concerned with his muscles than his wits. The attack continued, but the attack immediately ended as a major shock caused some buildings from the castle to collapse. The roof fell so much that Mr. Gen and Aio were forced to separate shelter next to the wall of the room.

"Fucking girl. How dare it bother me!" Upset Aio while looking at the broken roof.

"Girl?" Mr. Gen was astonished. "Who do you mean?"

His eyes were even hateful. "It's none of your business. It's you—" Suddenly the building shakes again. This time a partially collapsed roof overtook a fire that burned tables and bookshelves. Dust and sand from the building immediately flew away from the view, on the other hand the blaze spread slowly through the roof wood so that the fire situation was getting bigger.

Mr. Gen's view turned to glance at the roof in front of him—the wooden roof that was right near the wall above Aio—looks cracked and just waiting for the time to fall. Mr. Gen had a crazy idea on his mind, he might be able to run away from here immediately if Aio was hit by the ruins of the roof. If Mr. Gen did not do that ingenious idea, the second option could only fight him until the end of the duel. The second option is highly unlikely. Mr. Gen felt that winning or losing in the current duel would not end up surviving, more precisely because this room could no longer survive, the exit will soon be covered in ruins but the inner room burned—a very bad state. The point is if you continue to stay silent here will only provide two choices of death. If it does not die from burning fire, it will die out of breath.

"There's a fight out there, right? Let me guess, they're actually after you." Said Mr. Gen understanding about this situation.

"Then why?! Wanna blame me?!"

"So that's right?" Mr. Gen laughed. "I won't blame you, I'm amazed to see you. You're like a superhero protecting information. That was so great! But, by the way, where is Mr Rom? Is he not here? Oh yea! Mr. Rom is more selfish. He's willing to leave someone like you here."

Aio's upset. "What did you say?! Know what you're about Mr. Rom, HUH?! He's not who you imagined?! People like you—iblis who can only kill—talking to ridicule Mr Rom? No kidding!!"

The building trembled back as if the bang was close to the roof. Dust and sand can be seen scattering from small crevices. Slowly the wooden roof began to fall as if it was no longer strong enough to withstand the load. Mr. Gen understood, just wait for the time.

However, the atmosphere was immediately disturbed. Some palace guards found us in trouble. They looked from the open doorway and came walking intending to help.

"Mr Aio! We'll help!" Say the other one.

Seeing that, Aio only retorted with an annoyed look full of wrathful flames. "Stupid! Don't come here!! Get out of here!!"

They were just confused but still walked closer. "What do you mean? We mean—"

Instantly there was an idea in Mr. Gen's mind to do something. Logically, he thought it might be better to do something to the guards than to make the roof collapse. There is no possibility of the roof collapsing only in the Aio section.

Mr. Gen's view turned to Aio. It seems that even though he continued to serve the guards' questions, the two eyes paid more attention to the existence of Mr. Gen compared to them as if they were being careful. Just a step from Mr. Gen's feet, a sword still burning green fire was still intact. Even though some parts of the sword were melting, it was actually not a problem. Melting iron—it is a very hot and bright luminous liquid. If had the sword been thrown at the guards, Aio would have been reflexive to see the movement of the sword as it had its own light—in addition to the iron melt, the green flames would still not have been extinguished. Mr. Gen was confident that Aio would fend them off, let alone that green flames were extremely dangerous for them.

Aio is busy. He seemed to stutter unable to explain that he was in a fight. Totally childish. Mr. Gen knew Aio was actually a good person, but now his business was between safe and bad. Mr. Gen should get out of this room immediately, not—this region!

"I'm sorry Aio. This may be one of your weaknesses." Mumbled Mr. Gen.

He immediately took the sword in front of him. His hands were hot with that green fire. The sword form was already imperfect, more than half of it had melted away. But it's not a problem. Mr. Gen thoughtlessly threw the sword towards the guards. Several melts had flown everywhere with the sword that began to fly around in circles. The look on Aio's face was immediately shocked, his eyes widened with what was nearby.

"Revelation!!! You dodge!!"

Justright. Aio tried to fend off the sword to protect them. At the same time, Mr. Gen ran to attack Aio who was not focused on fighting, once Aio's hand had gotten the sword, Mr. Gen immediately kicked Aio's body in the perfect position, and, the kick was so tight that from Aio's mouth there was blood coming out. The sound of the kick was so loud that it made the guards shocked. They just fell silent in disbelief as soon as they saw Aio's body as if flying and then hit the wall until it ended up lying unconscious.

"T-Master Aio—"

They then turned to look at Mr. Gen.

"Why Mr Gen—"

Mr. Gen only smiled with an oppressive look of the eye. "Why? Just ask Mr. Rom, he's a trickster!"

Suddenly Mr. Gen lays a hard blow on all of them. The loud sounds of their screams were extremely loud. Their blood is pouring out very heavily. Both Mr. Gen's eyes lit up like coal as soon as they saw blood on the floor. Without a second thought, Mr. Gen immediately licked everything, as well as their necks, Mr. Gen bit him and sucked him like a thirsty human being.

The castle shook back. Some parts had already begun to collapse, including the walls of the room. This explosion is so bad! Moreover, the fire in the room seemed to be born wanting to burn the entire corner of the castle. The light from both of Mr. Gen's eyeballs began to fade. His veins on the blood began to disappear, changing his consciousness to danger. He remembered, he had to run away immediately.

The castle is getting shaky. "No, this time it wasn't from the explosion. This castle is about to collapse!" Mr. Gen immediately ran through the hallway of the room. This hallway is very long and filled with beads of luxury, it is beautiful but inversely proportional to the conditions behind Mr. Gen. The roof began to collapse as if chasing after Mr. Gen. Dust and rumbling sounds could not be stopped.

"Damn!" Mr. Gen was panicked.

Suddenly he saw a glass window in front of him. It turned out to be the end of the hall, there was no way out other than the glass window. There was no other choice, Mr. Gen chose to go through the glass window. His body momentarily floated so high in the air then crashed into the garden trees until it ended up falling back into the bush in a state of unconsciousness.

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