Self Improving - Chapter 5

Aeous watched as the fatty stood by the corpse of the leader, the fatty still inspecting something.

He considered what had just happened as the fresh smell of blood wafted into his nose. It was not a pleasing smell.

He should have felt bad or incensed that another human, that quite a few humans had died, but they were here for his head no amount of apologies makes that justified.

If they hunt him, what is wrong with them getting hunted in return.

The fatty called Aeous over while he was busy thinking in that line of thought.

“Hey, come here, this Daddy wishes for you to see this.”

He failed to fathom why he was obliged to go over there, but he chose to do so anyway.

Wandering to the spot where the fatso was Aeous gave in to a lapse of curiosity, inquiring about many things from the robed fatty in his head, however, he did not say them out loud.

“Yeah, what is it?” looking for what he was talking about Aeous looked in his immediate surroundings and found what the fatty wanted Aeous to see, it was a knife, one that glowed if just slightly.

Nodding his head towards the knife, the fatty began speaking.

“This here is an inscribed weapon.” The fatty’s eyes seemed to tense up before looking back towards him.

“That is?” Aeous questioned looking at the weapon.

“Fool, this Daddy won’t conveniently explain what that is to you – all humans aren’t, or should not be knowledgeable about these things.

Not knowing is good. That said, you should take this – you need something better than a flimsy- ah you dropped it, good this Daddy is pleased. That weapon sucked ass.”

“Yeah, I did, I have questions but no way am I dying for them,” Aeous stated matter of factly.

“You have no conviction to act as a fool, the daddy before you understands all too much your struggle. You woke yesterday up hoping to have a normal day, doing things normally as you humans do then we appeared.”

“You did. I won’t ask for our planet back, even with your strength if you aided me you and your lot will not retreat, they will only push us back till humans become less than mere ants in the eyes of you angels.” Aeous replied, deep contemplation on his face.

“That is what we do, take over planets, and take what we want. Not that humans usually have anything this daddy and other angels want.”

“Sometimes they do then?” Aeous inquired, hoping to found out why humans were taken.

“Yes…” The fatty flashed a smile. “Those with potential.” He said staring straight at Aeous.

“Potential,” Aeous breathed.

Aeous wondered what he meant… potential as livestock… Suddenly shuddering at the thought of it Aeous returned his attention to the fatty.

“Whatever your thinking right now stop. Think along the lines of soldiers.” The fatty corrected harshly, an edge of anger layering his speech.

“Ah… that sounds about right and goes along with what I have seen. As you say that with a smile, and looking at me do you mean I have potential?”Aeous attempted prying, trying to finagle any information in which he could get his hands on.

“Very much so, if you can live and not break down like a little shitstain.” He replied his short stature matching his patience.

“Then where do the people get taken?”Aeous wondered out loud.

“Oh, the people that get taken automatically are disqualified from the true apocalypse. A good head must sit upon good shoulders, with only one of the two you may not live to see another day.You may not like it but the weak only waste what the strong should be consuming.”

“Whats the meaning of that?”This line of thinking was arrogant, heartless even.

“Those with no potential to think are often the ones who resist, or they sit still. While not in the same ballpark little better are those who surrender to us. Overreliance no matter who its on is a troubling thing, parasites are pests.”

“Do not become a pest, now take it” The fatty bemoaned, his eyes locking onto his.

“Okay… Do you have a name? Sir?”Aeous canvassed for an answer politely as he grabbed the knife by the handle from the grasp of the fatso and held it in his hand.

“I have a name.I prefer being respected so sir is not enough… Call me-,”

“Do not say, Daddy.” Aeous politely requested.

The fatty harumphed, his mood souring.

“Interrupt me again and I will throw you over mount Tai, no matter your potential is right now you will become a corpse on Mount Tai’s other side.” growled the fatty.

Trying to avoid such a predicament he nodded.

“Now then, you may call me Laius.” the fatty said confidently.

“Then Liaus why’d you appear before me in the house?”Aeous questioned Laius.

“Getting to that now are we, that I can answer. Angels are supposed to search using a device-” Pulling out a device much like a radar Laius held it in front of Aeous’s face.

“For those with potential like you, we locate you and train you. Until the third phase, we train you then we leave you to fight each other. Until the time reaches zero. ”

Aeous was about to speak, but was silenced.

“Quiet shit eater, I am not done speaking. There is one more part to the first phase. You must survive a battle with me to be considered a survivor then we may officially enter the second phase.”

“Uh… Is that why you gave me this?”Aeous stated, pointing at the knife that continued to shake just slightly.

“Yes, dog turd, that is why, and if you survive you can learn a thing or two from me faster. Their half-assed attempt at capturing you turned out to be a blessing in disguise, due to none other than this Daddy’s appearance. ”

He had to come up with some way to defeat him, using tricks, mind-screwery shenanigans even the god of mischief would look down on. If he existed, which with the apocaylypse still ongoing he would not doubt in the slightest to be true.

“Yes Laius, I understand.Not saying I agree with the means-”

“But the weak must take from the even weaker.”A fierce glint entered the eyes of Aeous.

‘That is more like it’ Laius thought gazing at the unwieldy glint in the eyes of Aeous.

With a sweep of Laius’s arm, the corpses were sent a distance away.

Aeous brought in a broad breath, then another and one last one striving to calm his nerves. Here he will survive. Here he shall survive. Here he shall take down that bastard’s arrogance twenty pegs.

Laius assumed the familiar stance that Aeous just had seen when the fatty had destroyed the group of fledgling headhunters.

Or…two, but Aeous had to gain more than he loses – an improvement on this day helps me to improve tomorrow, with no life improvement is impossible.

It will end in either in victory or defeat. One thing is certain someone will live to see another day. To remake his life anew he has only one option, one chance, one path…

The path of the victor.

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