4 4: On Aisle Mountain IV: Scoff ..

"You mad psycho! Get back in your room!"

"You mad brat! You murderer! Get lost because you won't be fed tonight!"

"You mad psycho, do you really think you'll live that long. It's time for your death already!"

The Shabby man began hearing endlessly sounds running through his head. And it was echoing loudly.

"What's this sound... What's..." He asked himself in a gasp as he closed his eyes and opened.

His eyes were back to it's normal color. But he was blind!

He couldn't see any light or anything.

"What's..." He blinked again and his eyes went red again. He could now see.

But the sounds and voices in his head kept ringing.

"I'll kill you!"

He sensed someone coming from behind. And immediately he disappeared into red dust.

The leader of the disciples who had attacked with his sword was surprised that he disappeared.. But he looked around and saw the red dusts flowing off to a direction.

It was flowing towards the top edge of the Aisle Mountain.

"I'll kill you..." He mumbled as he flew off with it.

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As the dust landed at the Aisle Mountain top, It immediately transformed into The shabby man.

He had his hands against his head as he struggled to drive off the voices and flashing images running through his head.

"No.. Let me go.." He mumbled as he staggered ahead until he finally stopped abruptly at the edge of the mountain.

He paused with a soft panting as he looked ahead. His eyes were red, and he could see. But the voices were still coming.

"You mad psycho! Go to your room!"

"Hey! Don't take that! Drop it you psychopath!"

The man sighed as he Stared into the full moon " Pretty.." He mumbled.

"I guess you already came to your death line. I'll just kill you here then!"

The leader spoke from behind with his sword extended towards him. "Die!"

With a sigh, The man slowly turned to look at The leader of the disciples. But his eyes went back to normal, the crack lines were gone too.

He was still hearing the voices and couldn't see as well " Don't you think you should leave me alone? Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I Will only die in peace when I've sent you to hell!" He snapped as The Man smirked.

"When will you fools understand that I'm hell itself" He said as he raised a hand to cast a spell. But nothing was coming.

He couldn't even feel energy within him. He felt completely empty. "What's this now.." He mumbled to himself "Just when I was having fun..They had to ruin it"

The man smirked lazily as a quick memory flashed through his head.

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NATH MENTAL ASYLUM, DECEMBER 25 , 2022.

"What the hell?! what do they mean that my hard work of a novel has been banned for inappropriate content?!"

The man sitting before his laptop in his room seemed furious.

"I was simply depicting a character who kills for power and stuff! How's that inappropriate! and historical misinterpretation? twisted mindset?. Gore?!"

He gasped" How is that my business! This is my novel! my work! my fantasy!"

The 18 year old young man, Ares, had been working hard on his web novel which was indeed one of the best selling in the platform he wrote on!

He was actually a mentally retarded teen who ended up Killing his family as he tagged them

" Evil against him ".

No one knew why he did that, and neither would he speak. so he was brought here to serve treatment and jail at once.

A novel inspired by his life, "The Endless wrath of The Demon Patriarch " was his story Following an apostle who deviates from good path and went into demonic cultivation.

He ended up becoming the founder of demonic cultivation and a demon god who Killed at will. A bloody thirsty and ruthless man with no friends. But feared by the Universe!

Ares had gotten to the part where he sealed off his evil MC in the hands of the god emperor.

He had Planned to give him a glorious rise In next episode to rule the world!

But opening his computer now to check his work, He saw his book was banned By government!

"Those worthless government! Do they want a taste of me?!" He angrily got up "I'll find them and kill them all!"

He angrily turned and stormed out of his room.

"Hey! You mad psycho! Go back to your room!"

A nurse yelled at him.

Ares was hated in the mental asylum where he was..This was because he was a big trouble maker who always causes trouble in an extreme way that pissed everyone off.

He sighed and angrily went back to his room.

It was the Christmas holiday. Most workers wouldn't come Because of the holiday. Everyone were probably celebrating it with family and friends. Except him.

Ares didn't care either. What he wanted was to leave now!

Being an expert in playing tricks, escaping wasn't his problem.

He had Simply sneaked out of his room through a route he cracked open through the wall. And within few minutes, he was outside the mental asylum.

Ares had found himself strolling through the cold and snowy streets. It was winter so it was bound to snow.

But that didn't bother him, He Just wanted to find the government house and kill them.

"Wait till I get my hands on them!" He mumbled as he walked along the lonely street..And then bumped into some group of men.

He blinked, looking at them "Who are you all? Get lost! I have something important to do!"

The leader of the gang smirked "You mad psycho! Do you really think that you'll live long after what you did? Well we're rather lucky santa grant our wish of finding you! it's time for you to die!"

Ares looked confused at their words.

The leader instantly pulled out a silent gun and fired it instantly at Ares.

With a gasp, Ares had his eyes wide Opened as he fell down on the snow.. Blood slowly flooding the area..

*****

Remembering all these, The shabby looking man gasped Softly as he slowly closed his eyes.

He wasn't hearing those voices anymore but his eyes were still blind.