Sinister Knight: Dawn Of A Sinful Calamity

In the quiet and empty hall, Selric stood staring at Juin's corpse for 5 seconds and then suddenly his body swayed to the side like he was drunk, moving left and right and dodging two dark daggers that shot down from above.

When Selric's body stopped its stagger, his figure became translucent like he was fading away, and it was only a second later that his attackers above realized that what they actually were staring at was a mirage as the figure of Selric phased into existence up in the air, soaring between them.

Just like them, Selric gaze was focused on the body below, and that didn't change even after his black-clothed enemies spotted him and began charging up attacks.

Without even needing to pay attention to them, Selric felt as their mana moved, the quantity that moved, the paths it took in their body, the transformations it made along the way, all of this Selric sensed and as this mana poured out of them transforming into a technique this same technique was also birthed from his being, but 3 times stronger.

From both Selric's opponents, a red bubbling wave of fire which took the form of an arm extended and shot out towards him, both arms having their palms flat as they sought to collide with each other and in the process squash him who was in the middle.

Rather than move out of the way though, Selric raised both his hands and had the same technique appear and shoot forward.

Selric own fiery arm bubbled and released a fiercer heat as it charged forward and when it reached that of his opponent's, it crushed it effortlessly and swiftly grabbed the originators of the technique.

If the two men thought they would have a chance to escape or try a hand at another technique, they were wrong because immediately the arm grabbed them, it crushed them.

Not up to half a minute had gone by since this battle started and it was already over.

Selric descended from the ceiling with a boom, his fall cracking the floor, but he cared for none of this as immediately, he ran forward and began searching all the rooms of the building.

The several scars of battle left all over the building left Selric's heart beating faster and faster and after a few minutes of looking for his sister and understanding that she was not there, he zoomed out of the building and headed straight to the one person that could give him an explanation, his father.

Selric's route to his father saw him encountering several opponents and having to end them and though the journey was short, seeing so many of them loitering around the compound of his family had fear creeping inside of him, and minutes after he had arrived at his father's residence, he found himself surrounded by a several sliced up bodies and in his hand the neck of the only other live person in the building.

For the first seconds in the building, rage had clouded Selric's mind but then before he killed everyone, he regained his cool and knew to keep one alive.

Using the swords littered around, after cutting off the arms of this unfortunate person, Selric pinned the man to the ground, several swords filled with mana sticking inside of him and then he squatted in front of him and asked him a question.

"Why did u people attack my family and where are they."

Of course, the man kept silent, reaching the fourth order required an at least resilient mind and after some seconds, Selric who understood this without delay went into torture.

Selric didn't care about finesse or strategy, after all, it wasn't like he had ever learnt how to carry out torture. All he knew was the general knowledge of it being about pain, and that was enough information for him.

Putting his brain to use, Seric caused as much pain as he could to the pinned man, doing it in whatever way he could, and about 15 minutes later he was walking out of his father's residence, his hand and chest covered in fresh warm blood and a man who had chewed on his own intestines behind him.

Moving out of the building which had become suffused with the thick smell of blood, Selric took in a deep breath and then his next step saw him shooting into the air.

As Selric soared through the sky, he looked down below and there he saw a group of people running towards his family's compound and this time they didn't even try to hide their identities.

After the bloody interrogation he had just carried out, Selric hoped the information he had gotten was wrong but when he saw the murderous look that the people below gave him as they noticed his airborne figure, his heart cracked and the fear in him grew.

At the helm of the group below were two men whom Selric didn't know but could feel their power, he saw the men stop their team and instead begin moving towards his calculated landing position and he grimaced.

"I can't afford to touch the ground, these guys would keep me busy for too long."

Selric's lips tightened at the dilemma he was facing and then seconds later he strongly stamped his foot on the air and shot forward, leaving a blast of wind behind.

From initially failing after his massive jump, Selric was now running through the air, each step shooting out a blast of wind and taking him over several meters, the enemy team below left in the dust.

Within minutes Selric arrived at his next destination and in no time was once again falling, at first, there was a ball of air beneath each of his feet to cushion his fall, but then after his sights locked onto the situation below, his form shot down at incredible speed and he crashed to the ground his fall accompanied by blood flying into the air and screams resounding from all around.

This time, Selric had not crashed into an empty compound, he had crashed into a crowd of people and ignoring the screaming around him, he ran towards the huge burning stake a few steps from him, one which had his father, mother, two brothers and one sister bound and placed in the middle and being burnt alive.

The desire to get them out of their predicament filled Selric, but just as he was two steps away from the stake, he crashed into a barrier which sent him taking several steps backwards.

Selric blinked at this and then looked once more at the people in it, seeing his siblings in tears as they screamed and his father shaking his head at him, rage built up in Selric and he threw an air-splitting right fist at the invisible wall ahead of him.

Selric's attack had the image of the barrier which surrounded his family appear and then it faded away.

Selric blinked at this, stared at his father who kept shaking his head and screaming what he knew was definitely "run away" at him and then took a step back.

Narrowing his eyes, Selric took a deep breath and then began churning the mana within with him, gathering it in his palm but then could only watch as a second later, the mana in his hands dispersed when a wave of mana passed through him and a voice which he had heard and defeated before spoke,

"Selric the undefeated, the boy who has never lost a fight since the day he was born. It's a pleasure to meet you once more, I hope I don't have to introduce myself again."