The World We Do Not Know - 166 Tsumugi And Faus

“I-its ok! I can buy my ticket.” Faust hurriedly slips his hand inside his pocket to take out some money with his face lowered, covering his blushing cheeks.

“Enough! we don’t need to pay for some strange kid that we don’t even know.” A middle-aged man, who seems to be the husband of the fair women sits right beside her and speaks in a very strict tone.

For which the woman just gives a faint smile elegantly covering her lips with her fingers.

Her skin looked so smooth and soft, her fore fingers looked milky white with a gold ring on her index finger that perfectly matches her hand.

The woman and her husband have been married for 10 years and have not yet been blessed with a child, but she loves kids very much! Which is why she stares at Faust, thinking: *”if I had a son, he would be as cute and innocent as he is”*

Faust pays the driver and stands in front of the door, getting ready to get down at the next stop.

The bus slows down as the result of a huge crowd to either sides of the road, as if everyone is getting ready for a festival.

“Ahh it’s them again? They are being seen too often nowadays and the cops just doesn’t care huh?” The driver speaks out loud.

Faust doesn’t seem to care, he’s  only worryingly thinking of Aion, when he sees the stop he’s supposed to get down, but the bus continued to drive away not seeming to stop.

The fair middle-aged woman gets up from her seat and stands behind Faust in line holding onto a pole that is beside him.

Faust need to push a button that is on the pole in order to indicate the driver to stop the bus, but the woman’s hand is on the pole and closer to the button as if she doesn’t want Faust to press the button. It seems she doesn’t want him to get down yet.

Faust however tries to push the button ignoring the woman’s hand, but Faust didn’t pay attention to what the woman is doing and he accidentally poked her hand.

*”S-so soft!”* He withdraws his hand in a surprise and his body becomes stiff.

His face turns red and he looks back from the corner of his eye. The lady is looking at him, wearing a smile on her face.

“Oh! our stop is here, dear hurry up or we will miss our stop.” She tells her husband who is still sitting in his seat, seemingly bored. There are 10 more people behind the lady, waiting in a line to get down at the same stop and so her husband stood behind all the people while she stood at the front, just behind Faust.

The lady then goes on to push the button and the bus stops at their destination. Faust getting down first, realizes his stop already passed and that he need to walk back about a mile.

He casually sighs and started walking, but in a glint something bizarre caught his eye.

On the other side of the road, the vehicles are stopped due to the signal and there is a body of a middle aged man with no legs or arms, most importantly with no head. Just a torso sitting at the back of a bike tied to the driver.

The body looks inflated or fat and seemed to be having a white colored tank top on. Faust couldn’t process the scene he saw at first sight. He kept looking at it, feeling sick to his stomach.

*”WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!”*

The signal changed and the guy took off with the bike. Faust can even see chunks of flesh dropping on the road from the decapitated body as the bike took off.

“What the hell? How is this common in this city?” Faust is grossed out and starts walking with his head lowered and his sights set on the road, no matter how hard he tries not to think about it. He keeps seeing glimpses of that horrific sight.

“AHHHH!!!!!!” A scream came from the same side of his road.

Faust immediately looks up, he notices people a few meters away in front of him are running inside the the small shops situated at the roadside.

*”What is this, why are they running”* Faust can see the people that are right in front of him are rushing to cross to the other side of the road.

Faust can see 10- 20 people walking towards him but something is wrong with the people approaching him. They are inflated and their skin have deep holes like a sponge as if someone spooned their flesh.

Faust is frozen on the road looking at them. Some of their limbs are cut and the nerves are hanging out, some are holding their gut as blood seems to be flowing out along with intestines hanging outside and people are running away from them.

These people are not going into a crowd nor following the running people.They seem to be waiting for a moment where a person or two is separated from the crowd. In this moment one of the guys from the group sets his eyes on Faust.

Faust instantly knew that the guy is looking at him and rushing towards him with all the 20 of them following him.

Faust knew that he needed to move now. He needs to cross the road and reach to the crowd that is on the other side, but his feet are not moving.

It’s as if they are buried deep inside the earth. Faust is not able to move an inch. He knows that if he gets caught, he is going to die instantly. He can see blood all over the mouths of the people coming towards him.

They seemed to eat raw flesh of humans on their way before reaching their current destination. Faust knows he will be decapitated and worse eaten alive if he gets caught by them, but his witless feet are still frozen stuck on the ground.

It is their ideal moment for the group to attack since the kid who cannot move his feet is also separated from the crowd. They know they won’t get another moments like these often and so the gutless and limpless crowd starts pacing up quickly to rush towards Faust.

*”Fuck!”* Faust is overwhelmed by the fear of the Bizarre sight. He badly wanted his frozen body to move.

*”Is this the end for me?”*

“It looks like there’s a fight taking place in lower land.” In-between a twenty-five monitor room, a person wearing khakis is talking on the phone, watching the half dead people causing chaos.

“Half deads again?” The person on the other side of the phone asks. His voice is filled with arrogance and pride of a noble.

“Yes sir!” the person monitoring Medellin through the drones replies.

“Which city?”

“Medellin!”

“Copy! Do not interfere, we can let them do some grocery shopping first. Poor ones don’t even get enough food.” The other person declares like he is doing people a favor.

“Roger that! Will reach back to you later if I have anything to update.”

“Good! Keep up your hard work.”

The conversation of the two went oblique among each other without any concern for the people, who are becoming victims to the enormities of the ones with ferocious weapons.

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Faust suddenly realises that his feet are moving, he can see a hand pulling him.

It’s the same lady who travelled with Faust in the same bus. She grabs him by his wrist and starts running towards the crowd on the other side.

“What are you doing? Keep running, don’t just stand there!” Faust hears her saying even when she’s struggling to run.

Faust snaps back from his break down situation. He runs along with the lady that saved him and both of them reaches to the other side of the road safely.

Faust rests his hands on both of his knees and gasps for air as he turns towards the lady to thank her.

“Ahhhhhhhh!” Before he could thank her, he sees her frightened face as she screams in panic.

Tears roll off her face as her hands are shivering looking at the other side of the road. Faust turns to the direction that she is looking.

“*So they’re not eyeing at me from the start? Are they planning to run to him from the start??”* Faust watches the husband of this lady, surrounded by 10 of the inflated people.

They are carrying butcher knives and machetes. One of them already bite the shoulder of the husband and tore the flesh with his mouth. All of their faces is filled with happiness as if a prey fell into their trap, they are ready to devour him alive.

*”What the hell happened with me? Fuck! I normally won’t go helping others, but I don’t want this lady to regret helping me.”* Faust instantly leaps forward in one jump across the road

Among the half dead that are going towards the husband, there is an old one. He is different from the rest with very thin body and crooked teeth. He is carrying a katana sheathed inside a green scabbard.

Faust catches up to the old one who is running on his left. Faust folds his right hand, from under his left shoulder he grabs the handle of the katana.

“Huh?” Before the old man realizes that someone is gripping his katana, Faust pulls the katana out in one move while approaching the half dead in front of him and also the ones surrounding the woman’s husband.

“Sword Arts – Unholy Demon Scythe”

*Swirl~~* *swoosh*

Faust holds the katana closer to his body and swirls in a zigzag way from within the ones that are running. His blade leaves an after image of silver lining around him as he swirls. It makes it seem as though Faust is holding a curved scythe that is circled around his body.

He slows down approaching the 10 half deads who surrounded the husband. He places the katana on his waist and slowly walking inside the middle of the circle made by the half dead.

With the sound of a ‘swoosh’, the shoulders, limbs, and fingers of the half dead falls apart from their bodies in a split second. People from the other side stand in confusion at the ghastly sight.

Faust suddenly stands in front, blocking the half dead from attacking the husband by standing in front of him. “Come closer if you want to die.” Faust utters as he shields him.

“Look kid! Stay out of our way or we will-” one of the half dead comes closer while speaking in snarky tone and was about to place his right hand on Faust’s shoulder to threaten him, but in a mere second, his huge arm is chopped at four places and his limbs fall onto the ground like a chunk of wood.

Faust just stood there without even moving a single muscle and yet the half dead lose his arm.

*”This will make them fear and they will run away “* Faust thinks to himself but is left in shock as he sees the face of the half dead that he just sliced.

He looks fearless, unimpressed and most of all. There is no signs of fear in his face. “Ok! He got some skills. What are we going to do now?” He lazily turns his head around asking the mob behind him.

“You fool! Did we ever let go of our food! Eeeeehaaaaa. Let’s just killll!!!.” A half dead from behind exclaims. He has his kitchen knife on the side of his face and cuts his face from the side of his eye and cut into his jaw while laughing like a maniac.

This unexpected outcome left Faust in a shock. None of the half dead faces show any sign of pain. The person before him just cut his face deeper without flinching.

“We don’t feel any pain!” The half dead who lost his arm speaks up. “It’s not because we are fat though hahaha.” All the half dead around him starts laughing like this is all too normal for them.

“Kid! The only way to stop us is by killing all of us, you got no choice now kid. Get ready to become our meal!” Faust is dumbstruck with what he just heard.

He was told by Neith to never get into any kind of fight or cause harm to people.

He tried to solve this by scaring the half dead, but who knows that they cannot feel any pain towards their body.

“Unless their brain is detached from their body,they will keep coming for you.” The husband of the woman utters to Faust.

“Have you ever killed a person in your life? Ehaha” the half dead asks Faust.

*”They are not humans, as long as they are not human! If I do this to save a person anything works I guess.”* The breathing of Faust increases rapidly.

“It’s ok kid! Run away and protect yourself! The woman’s husband suddenly yells at him. He knows a child shouldn’t get his hands dirty at a young age, so he tries to convince Faust to leave.

“Whatever! If they just wants me to go crazy! I will give it to them.” Faust knows he didn’t want to regret even if the husband of the woman try to make him leave. He closes his eyes and take a deep breath. In a split second his body relaxes and he becomes an entirely different person as though every nerve and every cell had turned cold inside his body.

“Farewell.”