Devil Slave (Satan system)

Lenny landed right on the back carapace of the humanoid insects. He rolled over its back to the ground, and with a kick to the legs, the beast was on the ground. He took hold of the arm. He used a leg to wage war. He broke it and pulled it out of the beast's shoulder. After which, he used it to beat and smash the insect head until it was no different from paste. Using the broken arm as a weapon, he went for the next unfortunate beast. This time around, it had a disfigured human head. He jabbed the arm into its jaw, and then, with a hard knock to the side, he broke the jaw. Further pushing, broke the beast's head. The creature's head broke. He picked a stone-shaped spear from the ground and used it as a weapon. He stabbed the next one in the stomach. After which, he flipped the spear as he made a 360-degree turn and cut its centipede head from its neck. Yellow insect blood rushed to the sky like an erupting volcano. It was not long before old man Buckle saw what he was doing. However, Lenny suddenly turned to him with the spear in hand. And then he threw it right at the old man's head. Old Buckle moved his head a bit to the left. The spear only barely missed him. *GRRRWWWL* The spear caught a humanoid insect that was creeping up behind the old man and nailed it to the ground. The old man turned and saw this. "Look out!" He stretched his hand, and a dark, sharp laser light left his fingers and pierced through the double heads of a humanoid insect behind Lenny. Lenny paused in surprise at what he had just seen. However, there was still much to do. Old Buckle nodded at Lenny, expressing his thanks. Lenny nodded too. He picked up another spear-looking stone from the ground and went for the next target. Lenny was not the only person fighting the terrible beasts. The big, burly village men that had brought him also did the same thing. Soon enough, all the humanoid insects were either dead or captured. <+2 Agi> <+2 Str> <+2 Sta> <+4 Exp> Unfortunately, two of the villagers died because of this carelessness, and three others were injured. Old man Buckle sighed at this. He watched as the bodies were taken away. Bugger went to comfort the mothers of those who had died. Lenny stood and watched this in silence. After a while, the little boy he had threatened to kill before came to him and presented a stone bowl of insect meat. Afterwards, the boy ran along to go meet his mother. Lenny looked at the bowl in his hand and frowned. "You should eat it. We call that a milk carton. Only a few Insects that have been close to the queen have that. It's very nutritious." Lenny turned to him with his spear pointed. "HEY!!! Please put that away. I'm just here to say thanks for saving my family." Lenny nodded at him, but his spear was still pointed. "Hahahhaha!!! Don't worry, I perfectly understand." Old man Buckle suddenly lifted a big boulder. This was not something a man his age should be able to lift. He put it down beside Lenny, and then He fetched for himself another one and sat on it. Afterwards, he motioned for Lenny to take a seat. Even though the old man had a friendly smile on his face, Lenny was still wary of him. After all, he could still see by the side of his stats that the tag for hidden quest was not yet gone. The tag was still red on the side. He was not ready to be carried like a pig again. "Don't worry, sport!" Old man Buckle turned and pointed at the old Ink mark on his body, "I'm one of you," he forced a laugh, "At least I used to some many years ago. And If they do things now like they did then, then that means I am still many times stronger than you. If I truly attack," the old man's expression changed, "then you might not survive." Old Buckle raised a finger at him. On the tip of his finger, Lenny saw the same dark energy he had seen the old man release before. "Darkline Energy!" Lenny nodded. This power was not new to him. After all, it was the same one that was used to change the number on his chest. It was also the same energy that was used as a light source under the arena, within the passages, and where the gladiator quarters were. Lenny put the spear in his hand. If old man Buckle wanted him dead, with that unnatural power, it was definitely possible. "I heard that those of the higher classes can use the same power as the devils and demons. I see it is true." Old man Buckle laughed a bit as he pulled back his finger. "Yeah, but If I'm not mistaken, I heard you only start to unlock Darkline energy in the B class. I'm just C. And truthfully, i'm too old and weak to even be called a proper C class," he said, raising his hand to his face. "I can feel my strength fading away. Fifty years have done too much to me." "WHAT!?" Lenny turned to him in surprise and asked, "What did you say?" Old man Buckle looked at Lenny and said, "Yes boy! I saw the apocalypse the day it happened." The old man Buckle smiled and asked, "Would you like to hear a story?" Lenny could not believe he was admitting this, but his curiosity had truly been piqued. He sat on the stone that had been laid by the old man and listened to his story. ..... I was only ten the day it happened. My memory is a bit foggy, but such a day of change in human history is not one that should be forgotten. I was the son of farmers. I and my two older sisters used to run around the corn fields and pretend that we were the tractors and were plowing down the fields. It happened on such a day. Unlike what we had heard in church, there was no sound of trumpets to announce that it was the end, no ascension into the heavenly planes, and certainly no messiah. The only thing we had seen was a bright shooting star speeding through the sky. It was so bright that not even the shine of the midday sun could compare to its brightness. I remember my father used to have this little box he listens to voices from. He called it a radio. From the box, we heard that it was a meteorite. Big balls of rocks from space, it said. I remember asking my mother what space was, and she said that it was the place where God lived with all his angels. And when I asked what a meteorite was, she said that it was a Fallen angel. Well, I don't know if it was truly an angel that fell that day, but I'm sure that whatever was protecting us DIED. Then came these doors from a different world. Some where in the sky, some others appeared on land. They came from them. Unnatural beasts of the ungodly hour I remember my father saying that there were no such things as monsters. But that day, he became a believer. They were of all sizes and shapes. All the forms of deformities that one could think of, and some more. They had come hungry. Our town had a hurricane history, and so we had a cellar just in case. My father had used his tractor to ram at one of them, but the tractor was crushed like folded paper with my father within it. I remember the demons rushing for his limbs like we did the ice cream truck. His blood ran down their faces, but they were not satisfied. They had come hungry, and it was the start of chaos. My mother had hidden me and my sisters in the cellar and taken out her short gun to fight. She instructed us not to come out, no matter what. It's been many years since then; I don't even know what she looks like anymore. But I remember that was the last day I ever saw my father or mother again. I and my sisters never came out of that cellar until three weeks later, when we were out of food in the cellar. Luckily for us, by the time we came out, a good part of their hunger had been satisfied. But that did not mean that things were easy for us. It was like we had been plunged into a different world by the time we came out. I remember when my eldest sister risked her life against a group of demons to save us. Her efforts were unfortunately useless in the end. They pinned her down and ate her as another of them raped her from behind. Even after her torso was no more, it did not stop. From where we hid, we could hear its rod pop through the cut-out half of her waist as he continued about his business of having what was left of her...