The Crystal - 42 Same Miracle?

Zohaifa felt intimidation the moment she gazed upon Zohaifa, wishing that she might ignore him considering she is still literally a newborn.

“So, you are the one who injured me,” she noted.

Zohaifa understood that a a battle cannot be avoided. Thus, he picked up his fighting stance, hoping for the best. By the moment Zohaifa noticed her attempt to attack was the moment she covered up all the distance between her and Zohaifa.

Pow!

Zohaifa was sent rolling on sky. Before he realized it, she gripped his foot mid-air.

“Such speed! I don’t have any possibility of running.”

She threw Zohaifa crushing to the ground. Zohaifa could feel his spine being broken. He tried to arise.

“I can’t stand straight anymore!”

Zohaifa’s eyes showed frustration on the notion of living a crippled life.

The absorpian is in front of him before he could even detect.

In a single flash, an uncountable number of punches hit his stomach. His eyes extended wide. He fell on his knees, unable to breathe properly, a gush of blood was vomited out.

She held Zohaifa up by his hair and looked into his pitiful eyes. He can’t think about the injuries anymore since his existence is now at stake.

She punched Zohaifa’s already bleeding face, throwing him 20 meters away to a mountain.

Zohaifa gradually closed his eyes with his back dug into the mountains.

“If there is an almighty guarding this universe, please help me. Cause I am in a position where nothing I do matters.”

He could see the absorpian walking towards him. He gradually drifted to unconsciousness.

Zohiafa woke up from the concussion.

“Something feels familiar,” thought Zohaifa.

Then he slowly observed the environment. He was in a camping tent. Sunlight outside only proved how dark the interior was. He also took notice of his condition. All the blood from his body has been cleaned. He is bandaged all over.

“What am I doing here?” asked Zohaifa to himself in confusion, “How am I here?”

He knew he had to get up and explore for safety. But after all that he had been through, he naturally felt lazy. Suddenly he heard someone coming this way.

“Why is this happening again? Am I in a never-ending cycle,” Zohaifa mumbled to himself, “In that case, I will just do something different this time.”

The boy who was considered to be killed by the absorpian, came inside.

“You are alive!” exclaimed Zohaifa.

“You thought I would die so easily? Lo-and-behold, I am a gag character,” he smiled.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“I contacted the author. We agreed that I can become a gag character. The bright side is that I am unkillable and I will stand a chance no matter whom I fight with. Its like being a bourgeois in a fantasy. But the downside being I cannot have any major influence in the story.”

“That makes no sense, but you seem to be a cool guy. What is your name?”

“I am Red-1”