“My job here is done then. I'm out.” Cat said before a portal opened behind him.

  Radu frowned at him with an intense stare. Cat looked back at him. He knew that Cat could read his mind perfectly. They both stared at each other for a few moments before Cat finally went through the portal, leaving them behind.

  “Incompetent pricks. I can't rely on anyone, damn it!” Radu said with annoyance before his focus switched to stefan3B.

  He brushed the dirt off of his chest. He felt a warm liquid on his fingers.

  “Essence? No, Stefan is human, he has blood.” Radu said before the realization doomed him. “If he has blood, that means he's going to die quickly! Fuck, what do I do?! Do I stuff his body with dirt?! No, no, I can't do that…”

  Radu tried standing up, but his broken leg did not allow him.

  “Agh, c'mon… Think, Radu, think!”

  Radu quickly gathered dirt around his body, encapsulating his torso within dirt fully, but controlling it precisely enough to not allow it to enter his body.

  “That is all I can do until reinforcements arrive, I'm sorry…”

  . . .

  Inside his mind, stefan3B was panting, sitting down on his hands and knees. Before him stood the same 4 people.

  Daiana clasped her hands together as she smiled down at him, a soft gasp escaping her lips. DG stared down at him with a dreadful expression. Nicolas had a soft grin as his arms were crossed. Andrew has a look of disgust on his face.

  Daiana dropped down to her knees and held her face gently.

  “Thank you…” she whispers in a gentle tone before kissing his left cheek. Her body instantly began to turn into dust and vanish afterwards.

  A tear shed from his right eye.

  DG thumped his right fist onto his chest.

  “You did this for them, not yourself.” he said before extending his arm towards stefan3B, vanishing as well after a few moments.

  stefan3B closed his eyes shut, his body trembling.

  “Normally I'd have something to criticize you on, but I'm proud of you~.” Nicolas said before his smile grew bigger. He vanished as well.

  stefan3B began to sob, his body visibly quaking.

  Andrew stared down at him without saying anything for a few moments.

  “Don't think that you are ready for true power yet, weapon.” he said coldly before vanishing at last.

  Now, there was no one left but stefan3B. ….. …… Stefan. All alone, in his puny little mind. With no one… no one to care about him.

  His body progressively began to calm down. He opened his eyes as his body stopped shaking. He sniffled once, stopping himself from crying and sobbing. He looked up into the nothingness.

  Click.

  The world cracked right where he was looking at.

  Click~!.

  The crack grew bigger.

  . . .

  The sound of shattering glass was the last thing he could hear before his vision fully faded out.

  . . .

  stefan3B quickly opened his eyes. He began to pant and sweat from the shock. He tried to sit up, but his chest was in agony. Pressing his right hand onto it, he could feel soft bandages. He looked around and noticed that he was in his personal room, on the same bed where he looked at the ceiling for days on end. He felt relieved. Sighing deeply, he closed his eyes and placed his hand on his forehead.

  “Exhausting…” he murmured to himself before laying back down on the bed.

  The door of his room slowly opened. The voice of a woman suddenly became audible.

  “Ah, hey, I was asked to come check on you…”

  “Oh, miss, I'm fine, you don't have to-” stefan3B said as he looked at the door only to see a figure creep out through the door with a glitched face.

  His eyes widened and pupils shrunk upon seeing it.

  . . .

  Darkness.

  . . .

  He was back into the void. He looked around, annoyed.

  “I'm not scared of you anymore! Show yourself!” he shouted into nothingness as he looked up.

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  A loud thud appeared behind him. He quickly turned back, only to see… the mutilated corpse of his mother. He stared down at it. Shocked, he took a few steps back.

  “No, I did not do that.”

  A strange shiver ran down his spine that he could feel through his entire nervous system.

  “Ugh!” he groaned before he closed his eyes and covered his forehead with his left hand.

  . . .

  He opened his eyes again. He was chained up in the same white chains in the same red zone. A person was standing in front of him. They extended their hand. The chain slowly moved its end into their hand. Suddenly, the person slammed the chain, ripping out his right arm. He let out an intense groan of pain as blood splashed out of his body. He shut his eyes closed as tears fell out of his eyes.

  “Why, god, why?!” he thought to himself as he opened his eyes, rolling back from the pain.

  . . .

  Radu tried to smear his upper body with dirt, trying to soak him in elementalist energy.

  “Ugh, come on, his hoodie? What would his hoodie have to do with anything?” Radu said as he continued to smear his face.

  Right behind Radu, a familiar shadow appeared.

  “What are you doing to him, dirtbag?”

  Radu gasped as he looked back. It was Ares. He had his Support Type elementalist coat activated.

  “Ares! You're alright!” Radu said joyfully.

  “No, I'm not.” Ares replied before squatting down. “I sacrificed my elementalist energy to make my body functional. All of my bones are broken.”

  “And what's bad about that? Screw the energy, at least you can regenerate!”

  Ares frowned and snickered.

  “Tsk, what would a dumb mole like you know?! How am I going to complete my daily workout if I deplete myself for such trivial matters?!”

  Radu suddenly grabbed his vest with his right hand, clutching it hard enough to almost rip it as he stared daggers into his eyes.

  “I swear to everything, if you don't heal him just the way you healed yourself, I will make sure your brain will be broken too.”

  Ares looked down at him with indifferent expression.

  “Whatever.” he said before cleaning stefan3B’s face of dirt and placing 2 fingers on his forehead.

  Energy began to channel on his arm. Red steam began to emanate from stefan3B's body. Ares looked down at him, confused.

  “What is going on? It doesn't do anything, it just pulls out this red steam out of him.”

  “Maybe it's because of her? He must've gotten struck with a lot of attacks! Also, he's bleeding…” Radu said before removing the dirt shell around his wounds.

  “Well, I can't heal that. I can only accelerate his body's healing process, not magically mend organs.”

  “Ugh, my leg is broken, I can't walk. And you're practically on the brink of collapsing.” Radu said in an annoyed tone.

  “Hey, it's fine, at least we're safe now. We have nothing to lose anymore.” Ares said before ruffling Radu’s hair.

  “Don't pet me. That's out of character for you.”

  Suddenly, large vines approached them from behind. They gently picked up Ares, Radu and stefan3B, pulling them back. The third wizard was controlling them.

  “I told you not to use your powers.” the second wizard scolded.

  “I'm tired of you telling me when I can and can not use my powers.” the third wizard replied, as the vines came out of his arm.

  “You're going to get us in trouble!” the second wizard continued before slapping the back of his head.

  The third wizard did not care to respond. Instead, he took the 3 boys to the nearest hospital.

  . . .

  Silvian woke up as well, his body aching all over.

  “Ugh, damn it…” he groaned as he stood up slowly. In the distance, he saw Darius. He decides to walk up to him.

  “Hey, wake up…” Silvian says as he pokes Darius’ shoulder with his foot.

  Darius suddenly wakes up and jumps.

  “I'm here! What is it?!” he said with great fear in his tone.

  “Nothing, it seems like we won.” Silvian said as he placed his hands on his hips.

  Darius looked at Silvian with a serious expression.

  “If we're going to get awarded for this and you'll receive an award too, I'll kick your butt!” Darius threatened as he tried to invade Silvian’s personal space.

  Silvian at him with half lidded eyes of exhaustion before suddenly punching him in the stomach, making him crouch and grunt. Silvian then kicked him in the head, knocking him out back to sleep.

  “I see. He's just that weak.” Silvian said to himself before beginning to walk towards the city.

  . . .

  stefan3B opened his eyes again. He found himself back into his room.

  “Not here again…” he thought to himself.

  “Are you awake yet?” Ares said as he was leaning his back against the wall with his arms crossed.

  “You…” stefan3B murmured in a low tone.

  “Yeah, me. Good morning, princess.” Ares said before leaving the room.

  stefan3B sighed deeply.

  “What a weirdo…” he thought to himself as he got off of his bed. His body didn’t hurt all that much.

  Just then, he realized that his entire body was bandaged except for his head.

  “Ugh, are they crazy? I’m not made out of paper.” he said to himself as he started walking towards the door.

  Suddenly, the reflection in his mirror caught his eye. It was him. He stared at himself for a few seconds, scanning his own body up and down. Of course that his hoodie was overlapping the bandages. The room had its drawers shut, so he could barely see his face in the mirror. As he kept staring, a bulkier version of himself was in the reflection. As it kept flashing, it was covered in more and more blood. His eyes relaxed, growing half lidded.

  Clenching his fist, he suddenly punched the mirror, shards flying across the room, cutting his hand in the process and splatting blood from his fist. He pulled his hand back slowly before smiling with widened eyes.

  “Hmph!”

  He looked at the back of his hand and began to chuckle. A dry laughter. His throat was yet to be healed.

  “So, these are the spoons I scooped out her intestines with, huh?” he thought to himself, feeling like he was going crazy just by looking at his hand.

  “Khahahaha… I was crazy, no, I still am crazy! No, no, no, wrong, wrong again. I…”

  His laughter died, his expression softened, his tone quavering.

  “I’m… I’m a weapon…” he said before falling down to his knees, pressing his palms against the floor as he began to cry.

  “Why… why did it have to be like this… All I wanted was to check on Ares, not have to save the world…” he said with a choked tone as he kept sniffling.

  Suddenly, he heard a knock on his door.

  “Hey.” a voice called out.

  He was too disturbed to try and guess whose tone it was.

  “I know you awoke. Come to the center of the city. They’re gonna hold a celebration for us.”

  stefan3B stopped sniffling, but his tears kept flowing. His blood was staining the carpet. The sound of fading footsteps could be heard after a few moments.

  “Stupid… bitch…” stefan3B said with a deep frown as he swiped his bleeding hand at the door, splattering it with blood.

  With his good hand, he grabbed his bandages and tore them off of him. He was naked beneath those bandages, of course, if you excluded the damned hoodie.

  “Stupid life…” he said to himself with a raspy tone as he walked up to his drawer.

  His clothes were there. He ripped off his remaining bandages and dressed up. Suddenly, he got a sharp pain in the back of his neck. He quickly rubbed said spot with his bleeding hand.

  “Ugh…. I need to wash my hand…” he said before looking down at the bandages on the floor and sighing.

  He grabbed a few bandages and wrapped them around his bleeding hand.

  “No more bloody cosmetics for now. I’m too tired for this bullshit.” he kept whispering to himself before walking out of his room.