Retaliate Heroes Should Be Evil - Chapter 4 Necessary Evils

So the final day has come. After the guards woke me up with the cold water routine, I still thought of the dream last night.

“The time has come”

What time does it mean? Am i gonna die today or are my stats finally showing up?

No matter what will happen, It can’t be worse than the last weeks experiences.

At least that’s what i’ve wished for.

They told me to change my clothes because it looked like i was playing the main part in a horror movie.

Apparently the king awaits me in the throneroom. I wasn’t scared but pretty annoyed about the fact that the others could be with him. My instinct wasn’t wrong and so I ended up with the king, the princess and the other students in the same room.

Everyone was looking angry at me. Normally I wouldn’t give a damn about their gazes but this time something was definitely wrong. Even Yuma, who normally can’t make any sort of angry faces, was looking down on me. Only the princess made her normal “I’m worried about you!” face.

After the king nodded towards me, the guards tied my hands behind my back and kicked me to the ground so that I had to kneel before this joke of a king. Then the old man began to speak:

“Akito Nagari, you are a false hero and therefore a traitor of this kingdom. You assassinated two of my men and than fled into the woods. Luckily our guards were able to catch you right in time”

I knew that something like that would happen. However, what I didn’t know, was that the King is really as pathetic as he looks. Of course he couldn’t tell them that I was brutally tortured the past few days. But the funniest thing was that he didn’t even need any proof because nobody thought this was a lie. This story was the perfect opportunity for my class to finally get rid of me. Sooner or later they would have backstabbed me anyway.

Actually I really enjoyed this play. All along, the plan was to show that I’m a villain in this scenario.

Instead of defying his words, I just wanted to hear what my fate will be from now on. Nobody would believe me anyway.

The bottom line was that nobody could identify my status, which was no surprise for me. The reactions were pretty dissapointing, nobody really cared about it. Even if it showed up, I would try to kill them instantly, no matter how strong I would turn out to be.

But they actually came up with the best solution possible for this situation. It was told that a dungeon opened near the woods on the west side of the city. In order to save their face, I was presented as the “false hero” to the people. Dont get me wrong, I was still the bad guy but I was also stated as an “official hero” who murderered two people.

To make it looks more realistic, they prepared some kind of parade where the people would insult me or throw some fruits at me. I was tied to a pillory so I couldn’t move. I wonder which medieval knight came up with this stupid idea. With every second passing along, my hate for this world grew stronger. It motivated me even more to somehow take vengeance. After a few hours, the first part of my punishment came to an end. With the dungeon right in front of us, everybody bid me their farewell.

The king had a speech prepared for traitors that could have been out of an drama play.

After he was finished with his “little show”, he left me with the guards.

The princess didn’t even show up at all. She was probably sitting at home crying for me. Most of my classmates didn’t even bother to say something or even look at me. Since I was still tied up, Shota and Kazumi took the opportunity took to kick me a few times.

But the biggest surprise came from Yuma. The girl I went to the same middle school with and the only person who talked to me in class. When she looked at me, she started crying. She said she was in love with me, but now she knows what kind of person I really am. Finally, she spat right into my face.

I was fascinated by how gullible a person really can be.

To say that she loved me even though we only talked to each other for 10 seconds every day.

At this point it couldn’t take any of this ridicilous shit anymore, so i just began to laugh.

Now that I have everyone’s attention, let’s give them a little truth.

“It’s funny how stupid a person can be.”

They were stunned. The guy who never talks in class, giving them a slap right into their faces.

“You really are idiots, all of you.”

I couldn’t stop talking, this was too satisfying. In any case, I would be thrown into the dungeon so I let out all of my thoughts. I didn’t really care about anyone so I guess it was just me getting out my anger.

“I mean you people can’t even notice that you’re just puppets on the strings of this

oh so mighty king.

Did he told anyone of you his name?

No comment…I thought so!

Since you’re so gullibly, let me tell you how my week really went down.

I was living in a jail, cuffed to a wooden chair. The next few days this “holy mage” was torturing the living hell out of me. He broke my bones a few times, had me drinking poison, burned my skin an so on. So after hearing my side of the story I assume you all believe me so let me go…”

I enjoyed their faces as my sarcasm made them look really confused, they even didn’t know how to respond to my statement. So before anyone could answer I turned my attention towards my “ex-girlfriend”.

“And you say that you were in love with me and then spit into my face?

Are you fucking kidding me?! We talked to each other for like 10 seconds every day and yet that was enough for you to have a crush on me. Do you think I’m stupid?

I thought the “Idol of the class” was a little different, but you’re just as rotten as these people.”

She just stood there and was speechless. What a waste of a woman!

“You people are still thinking that this is some kind of game where the heroes win over the evil forces and live happily ever after. Honestly, I dont care if you still want live in this fantasy because I dont give a damn about any of you.

After hearing that Shota had enough and screamed at me.

“Shut up with all your lies! The only one that’s stupid is you. Because you trash can’t do anything by yourself doesn’t mean that you can kill innocent people and flee from all the problems you caused!”

This discussion was pointless because he was the most stubborn person that I knew.

“So you really think I, the loser of the class, could kill two guards who are fully armed?

Listen to yourself and realize how dumb this question really is.”

“You’re just a waste of time so let’s settle things for now

Since I will be thrown into depths of hell soon, let me make a promise to all of you.

I swear that if I return I will rip apart your fantasy world and show you what hell really is like!”

As I was talking i got really angry. It was my hatred speaking to them.

All of you will feel my wrath! I will kill every single one of you as slowly as possible and I will enjoy it.

So if I make it out of the dungeon, you people better pray to your gods because not even the stupid prophecy will stop me from destroying your world.”

Although the already saw me as a dead man, a lot of them were really petrified after hearing these words.

I swore that I would become the nightmare, they never forget.

After hearing my threaths the guards had enough and brought me to the entrace. It was a huge hole, you couldn’t even see the ground. Can I even make it to the floor without dying? At any rate I’d break a few bones but with my healing ability it shouldn’t be too big of a problem.

As I was about to prepare myself to drop down, the guards put me on the ground and injected a paralyzation potion into me. I couldn’t move my body, how am I supposed to get down there?

Suddenly an old man walked through the crowd of students.

Of course, it had to be him. Neither did he take part at the judgement nor was he with the others at the parade. So why is this bastard coming now?

I started shaking when I saw what he was carrying with him. As the old bastard stood right in front of me with a huge axe, I knew that my torture wasn’t over yet.

“Because we’re parting ways here, I brought you a little present. And to make sure that we dont forget each other, let’s make some lucky charms.”

He looked even more crazy than usual. Then he poured some potions onto the blade, which made it turn black.

“Because I was bored from our daily routine, I took some time out to come up with something new.

The potion I mixed together will prevent the regeneration ability of yours, how does that sound?

What? After all the shit I went trough he found the ideal tool to mutilate once and for all. I was scared of what he would do next?

“So which bodypart do you need the most? Let’s see….I think one of your arms will be enough for me to remember you.

And dont worry, I will cherish it forever!”

As he said this words one of the guards cut of the arm until right before the shoulder. This time the pain was even more agoinizing. It felt like my whole body was burning. The blood splattered everywhere and a black liquid surrounded my shoulder.

The others looked shocked after they saw what just happened. Some of them passed out while others like Shota and Kazumi threw up. When I saw the bone right in the middle of the flesh, I felt like I had to throw up aswell. But since I’ve seen this many times before, the urge went away pretty fast.

While I was still laying on the floor screaming in pain, this bastard picked up my arm and inspected it. After he was done, he smiled at me.

“I’ll will miss you, you know? The fun we had together, I will always cherish it while looking at your arm. Since you gave me a lucky charm, let me give you one aswell!”

He kicked me down the hole into the dungeon. As I was falling I swore to myself that this bastard will die at my hands.

It was really dark in there. In the distance I could hear the screams of the monsters. In the next moment I felt very sleepy and everything went black.

In my head this voice began to talk again:

“I knew that I could count on you.”

When I woke up I saw that the luquid fully enclosed my shoulder. It stopped the bleeding but it also prevented my renegeration skill. My leg was completely shattered so I couldn’t go anywhere. There was also a pretty big laceration on my head which I couldn’t patch up by myself. At this point I was just monster fodder.

After two days without any water or food, I couldn’t move a single inch. It seemed like my regeneration ability was completely turned off.

Suddenly I felt very dizzy, I thought I was hallucinating as a dark flame was flowing around me with a voice whispering in my ear.

“So, you’re finally awake!”

What do you mean with “finally awake”? I was about to die so how can I be awake?

“Because you’re my favourite I will grant you one wish.

I know that you want retribution for the things they’ve done to you.

Your hatred has completely devoured your mind, that’s very good.”

As I heard this words I remembered the things I will do to these people. The agonizing pain they will suffer, I heard their screams in my head as they would bow down to my hate.

“You want the power to destroy all of them, dont you?”

I slowly began to regain consciousness. The voice was tempting so I answered back. Maybe my dream could still come true.

“Yes, I will destroy every single one of them!

Nobody can escape my wrath.”

Now I was fired up with new energy provided purely by my hate.

” Are you able to accept the consequences and the sins you will commit?”

“Yes, even if you to take my soul away, I will have no regrets. The sins shall be my salvation, for I will purify to this world.”

“Then I shall grant you my power IF you can answer one more simple question.

Only if you answer it correctly you will be able to spread death over this world.

However, if you should fail then I will torture you, now and for all eternity.

Ive got nothing to lose, without this power I can’t get out here alive and still my thirst for blood.

“So, who exactly am I?”

This was in fact a simply put question and the answer was even more simple to figure out.

In school I was pretty smart, I had good grades and I had no problems in making conclusions.

Your voice appeared everynight in my dreams since the day I was summoned here.

You only contacted me at night and simply told me to wake up. The flame was just the imagination of my hate. Everyday my hatred grew stronger and so did the flame. But for you it just wasn’t enough so you constantly told me to wake up until last night. Then you showed me your true form and said that the time is right. At this point I still couldn’t figure out what this meant but now I’m in a dungeon speaking to you although it’s still not night right now.

It has to be somebody who lives in the shadows and loves the darkness. Also it has a very strange human form. The fact that in the whole throneroom there wasn’t any kind of black colours and you contacting me right here in a dungeon there’s only one person that comes into my mind.

As i began to smile I told him my answer.

“Seems like we’re both hating this world.

Isn’t that right, demon king Amon?”