LivingBeing!

11. Part 1

- Wha..what what do that thing doing here?!

He jumped up and down like a desert mouse. It was ridiculous. Because this was the second emergence of an item that he thought he never saw again.

- The black box!

It has happened years ago, but the appearance of the item which boasts the perfect cube shape, shiny surface like black diamond still vivid in his mind. The curving lines through its surface look like obsidian or black jade. Rhinne entered a pose like it was his enemy.

- Why did you take this out! It was a poisoned item!

- You are being rude right now, aren't you? - She glared at him and threw the box into the sky.

It fell down to her finger and she continues the magician's trick in throwing objects. Rhinne commented :

- You have mastered many weird tricks.

- Weird or not isn't your authority to talk about. I spent my time on the useless tricks that can save my life. Do you know about spear throwing?

- It is weird if I never heard about it.

He grumbled, wonder why in the world's best name the spear got involved with this. His master playfully played with the box like it was a ball.

- Spear is normal to use. However, spear throw is another matter. It needs decades for a warrior to mastered how the spear fly, how to focus power into the spear's tip so it can pierce the armor of enemies. As it is a throw, it is hard to grasp the change in the battle or even a wind blow could severely affect the attack.

- Yes, master. I know of it. - He stepped back, widen the distance between him and that insidious box - But why are you telling me this?

- Because you just asked me. - The scales on the back of her hand, which were like a glove moved like a living creature - No matter how small the trick, it could be helpful. A timing spear throw could save a comrade of you.

Rhinne smiled and ask :

- Why did you pull that demon out?

- Hah? What demon?

- That box.

- No, I was the one who should ask you. - She shouted, but her voice was still as strong as always - Why a box was called a demon? You know demon was a real species.

- Because it was even more dangerous than even a Heavenly Demon.

-...

She fell silent, and her friend pointed at the box :

- It is the Great Demon of Denial.

- ...

- It could grant me power, but the moment I accept it, it would destroy all my efforts at once. It is the Great Demon of Denial.

- You know what?

Rhinne suddenly feels that his master's smile is dangerous.

- No, I don't know.

- There was really a Heavenly Demon of Denial, Tacher. Her real name is longer, but her first name is Tacher.

- ... Is she is one of the Originals?

- She is. You can found her name in the record of me. But could you guess what can she do?

- She could deny all efforts of me? - His hot tears silently fell - So you mean, even if I struggle alone, forever to gain even just a small amount of ability, there still exists a person who could deny all my efforts?

He looked down. His master crossed her arms and looked away, the black box still floating like a balloon was inflated with light air.

- It isn't like that. Please stop crying. Rather, Tacher, the 1st Heavenly Demon, Monarch of Asteroid Hell was the one who has been specialized to m******e and counters any beings that enjoy absorbing and consume other being's power and make it their own.

- ...? - He really stopped crying.

- She is the one who continuously captures any devourers that always feasts on other's strength, pierced them along with other demons to drain all their powers, make them into elixirs and other exotic items and material.

Monera's stretched mouth seems filled with twisted delight.

- She isn't the only one. There are more demons filled with these types of abilities from us. But,....

She smiled widely. Now, the smile was filled with pure happiness.

- There exists no being that could deny one's true effort. It is the true ability. There are so many beings with true power rather than absorption beings,.... - She patted at the box - But how many of them could climb to the high stair? And just how many of them could gain powers enough to prove a threat to hell and balance?

- I think there was almost none.

- Exactly. Think clearly about it, my friend. You had spent too much effort and they didn't reward you. You also have almost no ability to defend yourself. You may die even to tripping your feet if you are unlucky. I don't want to see you die to just a stray arrow, bullet, or sword.

Rhinne sat down to the ground, felt embarrassed by the shameful crying. He replied to the kindness that was extended toward him :

- But doesn't a normal being die that easily? It won't be fair to them then.

- Okay. You leave me no choice, aren't you?

She slammed it to the ground. Rhinne instantly jumped back to his feet.

- What are you doing?

- I will force you to eat it, you damned headstrong human.

- And why are you acting like a superior species now.... Ack?!

He instantly rolled to the ground as a big sword, which has another handle at the back of the sword to use by two hands slashed to his feet. It was just a random weapon with the handle at the end extended even more. It even embedded into the floor which has endured all attacks of her until now easily. To his horror, she isn't in her 2.05 meters form anymore but rather, her true, original body, which has a height of over four meters, higher than even the biggest brown bear. The scales are now fully revealed like the first time they have met.

Krrrrenng. Kreeeng.

The sound was like pieces of ceramic colliding against each other slightly, like how stick-shaped bells ringing because of winds echoed. Her fingers now just moved and it created these sounds. Her wings now have even a bigger wingspan. It was threatening with the music played in the empty air.

- So you want to do it.

- Yes, I'm.

- Reverse r**e?

- It won't be useful to use that tactic against me.

- ...

Rhinne realized, she was really determined this time. The sword was pulled back by her wing. She raised above her head.

- I will chop your legs apart. Then, I will chop your arms off.

- ...

Rhinne pulled the practice sword on the floor up. It seems like a toy in front of that big sword.

- It would be counted that I have treated you bad, isn't it? Then, I would slice parts of your flesh out. It would be counted as I have tortured you.

Kreeeeng.

The blade of that sword is even thicker than a wall. The mixed colors are not very beautiful but eat one s***h then not even bones would be left intact.

- I have treated you bad. I did even not see you as my friend as I nearly killed you. Won't it be fine...

- Oh no.

Rhinne mumbled when he saw the bastard sword coming for his life.

- ... to compensate you after this isn't it?

- Save meeeee!!!!

He immediately ran away from his friend, who has picked up a butcher knife - if that thing could be called a butcher knife - and intend to slice him apart. She would use needles and silk to stick his limbs back, but!

Krang! Kang! Keeeng!

He ran away like a shy girl from a gang of cockroaches. It couldn't be helped, as the chaser was even more dangerous. Both of them once again play the game of chasing and catching. His sword has been broken by only one strike of her.