Welcome to the Innocent World

"Bwahaha...."

The moment stretched out, Lord Afro's stuttering, broken laughter reverberating through the hall despite his immovable body. 

His companions, dark and cloaked, surrounded me with a thirst for blood. 

I sighed, locking eyes with Lord Afro, his once domineering glare now brimming with resentment.

"You don't learn your lesson, do you?" I muttered, watching the aura of his companions swirl around me. "It gets boring after a while, fighting people who aren't even on my level." 

His lips curled into a twisted grin, the irony not lost on him.

"You... arrogant... bastard," he wheezed, barely able to get the words out. "You think you're untouchable?" 

I shrugged, brushing it off as casually as I could "You couldn't defeat me yourself as a so-called 'leader.' What makes you think your minions will fare any better?" 

*Step*

The dark-cloaked figures closed in, their aura flowing around them. 

My fingers traced the handle of my sword for a second, but then I let it fade away into the void.

*Whoosh*

I lifted my hand, palm up, and smiled softly. 

"I'm done. I've analyzed your strength fully, and frankly, there's no point in wasting more energy." 

I snapped my fingers. 

*THUD*!!!! 

The wall behind me exploded in a deafening crash as someone burst through, sending shards of stone and wood flying across the hall. 

A tail flicked through the dust, claws gleaming in the dim light, followed by a bone-chilling screech that echoed through the hall. 

"Master needs my help!!!" Beta's voice pierced the air, her vivid smile wild and dangerous. 

She perched on the railing above, her excitement radiating. 

"Kill everyone wearing a mask," I said, stepping aside as though the situation no longer concerned me. 

"Alright Master!!.... it's my turn now!!!" she shouted with glee, diving down from the railing. 

*Thud* 

The moment she hit the ground, the masked figures tensed, and Beta shot forward in a blur of claws and speed. 

Dash.

Clang.

Slash. 

Blood sprayed across the stone floor as Beta tore through the first few enemies without a second thought. Her claws shredded their defenses, and her tail swept through the air like a deadly whip. 

The masked men screamed, trying to fight back, but their aura was no match for Beta's brutal, animalistic strength. 

One after another, their bodies hit the ground with dull thuds, limbs severed, blood pooling around their corpses. 

"Too slow! Too weak!" Beta mocked as she tore into another man, laughing as his body crumpled to the floor. 

The girls in the hall screamed in horror, scrambling to escape the growing bloodbath. But the masks had no chance. Beta was relentless. 

Lord Afro, still barely clinging to life, looked on in disbelief.

"I... don't believe this... how...?" His voice was weak, but there was a hint of fear in his words now, a realization creeping into his eyes. 

From the shadows, behind Afro, Gamma emerged, with her calm demeanor. She walked up to me, her eyes sharp yet serene. 

"Master Zero isn't alone," she said softly, her gaze shifting from me to Lord Afro. "We, the shadow mystics, are always by his side. And you... dark soul members... will all die one by one." 

Lord Afro's eyes flickered in recognition, though his body had no strength left to move. 

I watched them both and it felt like Gamma knew about Afro a little from past or something. 

Gamma approached Lord Afro, her voice steady. "You were never strong enough to challenge us. All of this—was just a waste of time." 

"Shut... shut your mouth... You're nothing but tools... shadows!" Afro spat, though it was clear his defiance was waning. 

"Perhaps," Gamma replied, lifting her hand and summoning her sleek, black sword. 

The blade gleamed in the dim light as she raised it high. 

"May Zero's light guide you in your next life." 

With a swift swing, her sword cut through the air and then Afro's neck. His head rolled to the ground, the last breath escaping his lips. His body slumped on the ground.

Beta, standing triumphantly over the corpses of the masked figures, watched with gleaming eyes as Lord Afro's aura slowly dissipated, dissolving into nothingness. 

The room was silent. The only sound left was the fading whispers of dark energy retreating into the void. 

The dust settled in the room, and the heavy aura that had once consumed the place now faded along with Afro's demise. 

The aftermath of the brutal battle lay scattered across the hall like a scene from hell. Blood smeared the walls, pooling around the broken bodies of Afro's masked warriors. They lay lifeless, torn apart by Beta's savage onslaught. Limbs detached, masks shattered, and the metallic scent of blood filled the air. 

Beta stood among the fallen, panting, eyes darting around like a wild animal hunting for more prey. Her tail swished behind her, flicking blood off its tip. 

"I want more guys to kill!" she growled, her breath heavy and excited. Her claws gleamed under the flickering light of the shattered hall. The madness in her eyes hadn't faded. 

I chuckled softly, watching her.

"She not gonna stop." Said Gamma, smiling.

"Yeah, enthusiastic as ever." I replied. 

Before anyone could respond, a strange thing happened. The girls and boys from dome in the hall and in the lower floor of sorority house, suddenly began to fall on the ground. 

A low, humming energy vibrated through the air. One by one, they collapsed to the ground, their bodies hitting the floor with dull thuds. 

"What the hell...?" I muttered, watching them fall. A weird energy leaked from their bodies—an ominous, dark glow rising like steam from their skin, slowly dissipating into the air. 

I glanced at Gamma, who had moved to my side. Her eyes remained calm. 

"It seems they were feeding Afro's power in some way," she said, watching the last few people passing out. 

A strange silence settled in, leaving nothing but the quiet sound of our breathing. 

Beta, still panting, gazed around the hall, her hands flexing as if itching for more violence. "Is that it? No more fun?" she muttered, frustrated. 

I smirked at her wild display, then turned my attention back to the mess left behind. Bodies lay strewn everywhere, and the once grand hall of the sorority house now looked like a battlefield. Broken glass, torn curtains, and shattered stone were scattered across the floor. The dim lighting only added to the eerie atmosphere of destruction. 

"You've outdone yourself, Beta," I said, my voice carrying a casual tone.

Beta huffed, crossing her arms. "Hmph. There were too few of them. I wanted more." 

I couldn't help but laugh at her dissatisfaction. "Maybe next time, Beta." 

Gamma approached me, her calm, steady demeanor a complete opposite to the Beta. She stopped in front of me, her eyes meeting mine. 

"Thank you, Master," she said, her voice soft, filled with genuine gratitude.