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Bakugan: Becoming a Demon

When he was born, he burned his mother. My father just couldn't take it. Grandma has disappeared. The boy grew up in constant bouts of pain and visions, even his name was a mystery to him... Not receiving parental love, Shinji tried to find someone who would be "native" to him, but who knew that it would turn out to be a huge Bakugan monster?

BVaftersun · Anime & Comics
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20 Chs

Chapter 11 Life goes on

When I got home, I immediately took off my outerwear, stashing it away.

Well, I still wasn't making any money, so I couldn't afford to throw away one of the items in my sparse closet.

I put the trophies from this fight to the sweatshirt, wrapping them up in it.

Next, I took some simple bandages from the first aid kit and wrapped them around my two arms up to my elbows. I didn't know what to do for burns, because, as I had heard somewhere, alcohol and greens wouldn't help. Well, there was also iodine, but that, like the former, is quite a perversion to deal with a burn with another.

It might be too unpleasant, but... I'll just rely on my body. Can't go to anyone for help anyway - I won't be able to explain it.

Ah, there's Vesta. But he knows even less about medicine than I do.

I didn't feel like doing anything else.

I went to bed.

It's strange, but my sleep was very peaceful... too peaceful for a killer who ruthlessly burned a child.

Well, let's just say it was an accident. Like a bird going into a crocodile's mouth to nibble on the meat between its teeth.

That's in the past, and I'm here in the present. And now I have to think about what's going to happen tomorrow in the future.

For example, my sudden "combustion."

That fire suddenly manifested without headaches was a unique experience for me.

I still don't know how to react to it.

But I need to protect myself in case something like that happens again.

Burning every person you meet is not the answer.

It would seem that all I wanted before was to be an ordinary child, to be cared for and loved by my parents, to have good friends, to know no pain....

But I don't have any of that.

Or rather, making friends would be possible, but... how stupid my peers are.

Why do they belittle a person because of, like, looks? Or, for example, if someone has an opinion on what's going on.

They're not interested in anything but playing and having fun.

They're kind of happiness seekers.

Well, you can't blame them for seeking joy, I guess.

It's just too stupid that they don't even try to consider what's inside a person and focus only on external, visible, actions.

Maybe I'm the one who's too weird.

No, not in body, I'm obviously some kind of monster here. I mean the mind.

Through the pain I have come to know much in shards.

Because of hope, I got way ahead of the curriculum and chose books over people.

Did I become overdeveloped?

Well, compared to Dan, well... maybe, but the same Shun seems like a very serious kid.

Rayo's still not bad, but... he's too dependent on the opinions of others.

Well, thinking about it won't get me anywhere.

So, I think it's best not to go to school...for a week.....

It won't be a problem, especially since I'm a straight-A student. Except for PE... well, whatever.

...

So I was out of school for the next week.

Of course, I wasn't isolated from society.

I regularly sat on my phone, browsed through stuff, sat on the bakugan players forum, and studied. In general, time was not wasted.

During this time, the condition that happened to me then, appeared twice more.

Each time after about 3 and a half days.

Paying maximum attention to it, I examined the changes in great detail.

My already green eyes began to glow green then, a very bright color that was immediately noticeable.

Lines of green color appeared on my body, as if a flame was blazing inside in a clear outline. But no matter how hard I tried to look and think about this contour, I couldn't find any logic, as if it were just random places. After a while, the brightest green lines began to glow even brighter, and even later they burst into flames.

The first time I stood like that for about 20 minutes in front of the mirror, stripped down to my underwear. Of course, I took an aluminum basin and poured cold water in it beforehand, and only then I stood there to watch, otherwise, I'm afraid, the floor would be finished.

After this time I got bored, so I just let some flame out into the air. It, surprisingly enough, burst into flame dramatically, being a couple times more powerful, as if there was something clenching it before, as if it might have been pressurized.

After a minute of the flame burning all the lines disappeared, I ended the observation.

When it happened again a few days later, I did the same thing, but stood for only a minute, after which I lit the flame.

The same scene happened again, and I stood with the flame for about 4 minutes. Only after that did it go out and I began to feel pain.

I thought about the results of the two observations and came to an impossible conclusion: it was as if I was constantly producing "fuel" for the flame, and when it became too much it... was... ejected... through these lines, which later produced the flame.

To be honest, I myself didn't initially believe what I was getting at, but the facts were there.

The first time I stood for 20 minutes and lit the flame (one minute).

The second time I stood for a minute, and lit the flame afterward (4 minutes).

I would also mention the strength of the flame - that one was bigger. It was as if the flame was igniting the gas, immediately getting hotter.

It's not even clear if my curse got stronger, or if I gained more power.

Or was it... did one thing go hand in hand with the other?

Also during this time, I had a headache for the 1st time. There was no fire.

I was in a bad mood. Obviously. Now I need to find out exactly how long it will take for the "inflammation" to occur, and now I have to do some sort of discharge each time to avoid tragedy.

Regarding the Bakugans... well, I've decided to be like Alice for now. I learned her last name, Gehabit, by the way.

Chatting with her this time around, I asked about how she's holding up with these Desperate Fighters. The girl only chuckled, saying that she just doesn't get mad at them.

The very embodiment of patience, virtue in its purest form. It's a shame that they get on her nerves.

Alice also revealed that it wasn't all bad there. They had 2 other contestants I didn't know about - Julia, a girl from Australia, doesn't know much but is very nice, or so I realized, it's just a veiled "dumbass". And another, Marucho, from my town, a kid with glasses whose parents could buy me, my house, and generally the whole town. A potentially terrifying character....

She also said that Shun had left them. I asked why, since he seemed like an interesting person, to which she said it was something to do with his mom.

Well, life is a really messy thing.

I thought it was worth going to see him sometime since we look alike.

At the same time, I've been chatting more tightly with Chen Li, another friend from the forum. The others honestly struck me as too arrogant, since they bragged about their victories just like that (even if no one asked about them).

She's in high school and is seriously into martial arts. Of course, the only thing besides that was a fascination with the game Bakugan.

The girl was drawn into the game from the moment she got a Pyrus Warrior. It was just kind of like, Chen Li wanted to become a fighter, and another warrior falls out to her... she thought it was for a reason.

The purpose of her serious approach to martial arts, as it turned out, wasn't that it was for the sake of beating stronger boys or to compete for the country, but just... as an art.

She treated it the same way she treated playing the zither. Tried to achieve beauty and grace, juxtaposed with the original deadliness of defeat.

Honestly, it's a very specific and more formed goal than I've heard from others.

I found it very interesting to interact with her. Mostly our topics have touched on Bakugans, but sometimes come out to our lives as well.

She's a good friend.

Also at this time from idleness watched TV.

There was a very frequent spinning commercial for aluminum siding that could be a fence, wall, insulation, and so on. It sounded very wonderful.

"Keep warm in the winter, cold in the summer, cheap, acceptable, into every home!"

Well, then I was even curious about it, so I looked it up on the internet. Everything turned out to be really funny, only in the advertisement they mixed up the words. Here's the corrected version: "Keep cold in winter, warm in summer..."

It's kind of funny. How did they get so many orders?

Okay, that was just one of the annoying things. There's 2 of them!

The second one is a duo of "JJ Dolls Super-pop-sound" singers. Actually, Jenny and Jules or songs about everything but meaning.

Girls, of course, are beautiful and dance, and somewhere even wink at the camera, but not for the eyes should be taken on stage ...

A lot of shouting, not once pleasant and in general - where is the meaning of the lyrics? It's the same as singing "la, la, la, la, my merry poplars"... that is, of course, the audience likes it, but I'm not the audience.

Anyway, that's how the week went.

Then I went back to school.

Surprisingly, for some reason, I became colder to my classmates.

On my first day out, as I was walking down the hall, one of the boys behind me slapped me on the back.

Before, I would have felt angry and asked a couple of "slaves" to teach the brat a lesson.

But now... I just turned around and looked at him... apparently, somehow I looked at him in a way he didn't think I would. Kind of scary. Why? Well, after seeing my look, the smile fell off his face, and the idea of continuing the bullying, apparently out of jealousy that I missed a week of school, was gone.

Oh well, okay, just an episode.

Speaking of my hands, they've completely healed this week. Miracle? I don't know, I haven't seen a healing rate like that in others. I just know it's not normal. But I'm kind of like that too, right?