Chapter 3: Flames and the Sound of Swords

The night was quiet.

The sky was dark without stars, as if the entire world was silent, witnessing the rebirth of someone who was supposed to be dead.

I—Chaos—standing on the roof of the warehouse, watching my target through the cracks in the rotting wood. A fat man with a beard, Mardas Reign, was laughing out loud while checking the supply of wooden boxes containing… something moving.

"Children?!..." I gripped the sword hilt tightly. My breathing became heavy.

Not just an arms dealer—he's a human trafficker.

I don't need justification. Even though this is another world, evil is still evil.

I jumped in without a sound.

A light step, like an owl cleaving the night air.

CLAN! I landed on the iron floor of the warehouse and the two Mardas followers quickly turned their heads.

“Tch, there’s a sneak!”

The first one pointed his spear. His movements were swift, but my body moved faster. My sword danced—SHHK!—and blood spattered onto the wooden wall.

The second one drew a long sword.

I exhaled. My right hand touched the red crystal on my chest.
“Ignis: Ember Burst."

A ball of fire the size of a football shot out and exploded in the middle of the room.

“Arghhh—!” the man screamed, half of his body burned. The smell of charred flesh filled the air.

Mardas tried to run to the back door.

No.

I climbed the metal shelf on the left, and in one jump, I was in front of him. His face turned pale.

“Who… who are you?!”

I smiled a little.

"Who am I? I know you know..."

I stabbed him straight into his heart. Mardas' eyes widened. Blood gushed from his mouth.

His body fell slowly. Silence again.

I stood in the middle of the warehouse. My breathing was rapid, my body was sweating. But my heart… was calm.

Is this normal for a murderer?

No. This is a feeling I knew from my time as a police officer—the feeling of justice being served, even if it's through dark means.

I put away my sword, pulled my hood back on, and disappeared into the shadows.

Before disappearing into the shadows, I covered my face and managed to save several victims.

"Go.. Run and ask for help.." I said before leaving.

I feel sorry that I couldn't save all the victims, I have to leave before my identity is revealed. At least, I managed to let one person go to find help. I hope they are all safe.