The World We Do Not Know - 128 The End of Faus

Faust tries to wave his hand to touch the smoke that is around him. It is like a pink cloud. “I saw this somewhere Is it?” Faust remembers the first time he saw a cloud of this type.

It is the spiritual cloud that he saw along with Yui, in the spiritual world. Apparently, when you keep a handful of this cloud in your mouth. It boosts up your spiritual power to another level.

*”Is this done wanted? To improve the spiritual power of their gang?”* If they want to boost up the spiritual power of their members. They would be aware of Faust. Is this done knowing that Faust does not have spiritual power? Is what running in Faust’s head.

*Thud Thud Thud~*

Among this smoke, Faust starts to hear footsteps, he can tell that a person is coming closer towards him.

But Faust does not fear or get alarmed, he stays cool and looks in the direction, where he is hearing the footsteps from. “You are not scared of what is happening around you?” The leader of the mob walks towards Faust and asks him in surprise.

“What is there to be scared? You made a smokescreen to take me out or what?”

“Yes, taking you a kid out is better for us that heading straight for that strong woman. I’m sure you are not in the fight because you are not strong. You are just supporting her in a fight. Now prepare yourself.” The leader estimates that Faust is weak because he cannot sense spiritual power from Faust. And a fact that Faust is still fourteen.

He thought, he could come and take out Faust first, or take him as a hostage or knock him and steal the case, so the other members can fall back from fighting with Neith.

“Haha, I have been underestimated haven’t I? Faust says with a smirk. He knows that the person in front of him is not more powerful than him.

As Faust and the leader keeps talking, the leader slowly lifts his hand and with his fingertips. He slides his mask down.

He looks like he is in his mid-forties. He has a thin beard with both grey and black hair mixed. What’s more noticeable about his face is a scar that is on his chin which is stretched to his cheeks.

He slowly removes the hoodie on his head and Faust became concerned with what he is seeing. The scar on his cheek is split open as a fold. It is further stretched onto his forehead and his head. There is no hair on the side of his head. Also, the scar is completely open at the side of his head, exposing his skull and brain that look half-eaten.

“You look pretty ugly.” Faust utters at the leader.

“Really? Why don’t you look at yourself and say the same thing?”

Faust felt something is wrong, as soon as he heard the words from the leader. The first thing he did is to sense if there is anyone else in the smoke. Secondly, he checks his surroundings and then notices something strange is happening with his hands.

The skin on top of his hands looks old with wrinkles, Faust pulls up the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbow and all of his arm from his elbow. His skin turned like the skin of an old man.

He looks at the leader again and he is surprised. He and the leader are of the same height. Last time he checked, he is taller than the leader.

Shortly, blood drip from the jaw of Faust on his left. He gently touches the side of his cheeks and his cheek is split in half. It seems similar to the scar on the leader.

“Why don’t you touch a little higher?” The leader utters in a cocky voice.

Feeling anxious, Faust moves his hand above and the skin on the side of his head is gone. He felt his brain, the skull is broken from his eye.

*” What is happening?”* Faust thinks to himself. He feels no pain at the side of his head. it is just numb for all he can feel. And the other and most important thing is his wound looks exactly like the scar that is on the leader of the mob who is standing in front of him.

Meanwhile, Neith notices that she is not getting the support she wants from Faust. She places an ice wall behind her, where the bullets are coming from and keep fighting with four people in front of her and takes a glimpse towards where Faust is.

She is startled by what she sees. “Impossible! They are still alive?” Neith utters as she gets panicked and tries to jump to another roof to reach Faust.

But the moment she gets out of the ice defense, she put up behind her, bullets and arrows started raining at her, making her go back inside her defenses.

*”Be careful Faust! It is a deadly illusion.”*

What Neith sees is not smoke. She looks at Faust and the leader of the mob standing in front of each other. What Faust is experiencing is all an illusion that is made possible due to the orb.

All the pink smoke, including the evil grin on the face of the old man that Faust saw, is also an illusion made by the leader of the mob. Even the scar on Faust’s face, the face of the leader might be an illusion. But Faust is not aware of this.

“Hah, say goodnight kid.” The leader pulls out a short knife from behind his hoodie. There is no smoke surrounding Faust and his eyes have turned white as if he is in another world.

“She became slow all of a sudden, get her now! This is our chance.” The men near Neith yells while she is already fighting four of them at once.

The leader jumps to Faust in one leap, he holds the knife in such a way that the sharp side of the blade is facing outside of his hold and he swings the knife in front of the neck of Faust to slit his head open.