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The Raven Dark Hero 6
🕑 Added 2021-03-10 10:43:16 +0000 UTCChapter 6 : Bad End
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Author’s note:
※I made some changes to some of the descriptions that were pointed out as being difficult to understand
※The conversation with Kurosaki has been slightly modified. It doesn’t affect the plot
10:00 pm.
“What the heck? You guys barked so loud and in the end you are just small fries? What a boring bunch…”
In the back alleys of the city, where night had fallen and it had become quiet. Kouki muttered to a group of four young men that looked like bad news but are now crouching in front of his feet.
Kouki who has not a single scratch to his face kicked the four of them aside before spitting out those words and walked out to the street.
His clothes was covered in blood. The passersby saw Kouki stared at him suspiciously.
“Oi...what’s with that person?”
"What? That’s blood? That person! Isn’t he bad news?"
"Shouldn't we call the police or the National Defense Force?"
Ignoring such whispers, Kouki quickly left the place.
A cold wind blew through his body.
Without fundamental strength, Kouki knew that he can’t be a hero even if he awakened his gift. So he went to learn various martial arts. Precisely because of such, he had never used them in personal fights.
Now, however, the power he had honed has become a tool for him to vent his frustrations on the streets...
It had been a year since he had been confirmed as a non-gifted and he had been ready to give up on his dream. However, when he heard Hiro's confession earlier, he realized that he hadn't actually given up. And right now he was struck by reality.
That there are only two kinds of people in this world: the chosen ones and the not.
Hiro was the chosen one while he was not. If that is the case, what was the meaning of his life until now? Was all the time he had spent trying to become stronger meaningless? If he can't join the National Defense Force, the symbol of justice, which he has longed so strongly then… If he had power, he didn’t need to hold back against them. Or perhaps it might have been better if he didn’t.
While thinking so, he had already beaten up more than 10 people in street fights alone.
"This is boring....Just by being strong half-heartedly, I’ll never amount to anything."
Now, Kouki is keenly aware of his own powerlessness. No matter how much he trains, he will never win against a gifted.
Those with gift, albeit depending on the type such as combat-focused gift, can easily exceed the physical limits of normal ordinary humans as long as they train themselves. This fact is true regardless of one’s age and gender. No matter how hard they train, the have-nots will never be able to win against the haves.
At that time, Kouki heard footsteps rushing up from behind him and turned around.
“It's this guy! He's the one who beat us!”
In front of Kouki were the thugs he had defeated a few hours ago. Although they could be said to be victims of Kouki, they were the one who approached him first. Even though they were crawling on the ground begging for forgiveness just now… While thinking so, Kouki locked his gaze to the man behind the thugs.
“Hmm...you're still a kid, aren't you? I'm going to ask you just to be sure but you're not a gifted, are you?”
Perhaps the man is about 190cm tall? He is wearing a tight black shirt and pants that accentuate his toned body without any useless muscles.
All back hairstyle and sharp eyes. There is no doubt that he is very strong.
“...getting eaten up by kids like this, you guys sure are a pathetic bunch aren’t ya. So I just need to rough him up right?”
"Yes! Yes, please!"
"Damn...it can’t be helped huh. Well then, just for a bit..."
Before the man could finish his words, Kouki jumped to his face and hit him with his knee.
This man must have been asked by the thugs he beat up a few hours ago to find him. Then before being done in, do it first. Otherwise, he knew he might not be able to win.
He certainly felt enough response. No one will be able to stand up after eating that blow as long as they are just ordinary people.
"...huh, you're quite good. No wonder the thugs in the city can’t even touch you. But then again, it looks like you are not a gifted..."
Unbelievably, the man stood up without much damage.
The worst situation passed through Kouki's mind.
“You are a... gifted?”
If that man is a specialist...well he doesn’t look like one in any way. So the only thing he can think of is…
"Indeed. I'm a gifted...though I hate to say it but I'm what you would call a stray Filth. For certain reason, I've been indebted to this group of guys. Sometimes I help them with their problems."
Stray Filth.... They are the opposite of specialists. In fact, it seems that most of them use their gift abilities for some sort of crimes.
“...anyway. You are not a gifted person by the looks of it, are you? I won’t take your life if you don’t resist so just shut up and let me beat you.”
Non-gifted. The fact that he was called that was more humiliating than anything else in Kouki's mind.
He had given up long ago. He is not a gifted and that was how he tried to convince himself...
"Shut up... I... will be a hero!!"
Something snapped in Kouki's head… The next moment, he rushed to the man in the face and let loose a punch… But his fist was easily caught in a grip.
“...what a shame. If a gift had manifested, you would already have the foundation needed to become stronger immediately…”
Then at the same time he received an impact in his stomach and was made to crouch and vomit on the ground. He was punched in the solar plexus.
“Gahk...coughs coughs!”
(Damn it...with just one punch...!)
"Well then lil’ fella, I guess I'll have one of your arms..."
With a cracking sound, severe pain coursed through his left arm.
"Ugaaaahhhh!!!"
“That’s a nice expression. This is why I can’t stop with the violence.”
It was pathetic. After rampaging as if there was no equal against non-gifted, the moment he faced one he was reminded yet again that he is just another human without gift.
“Don’t worry, I'll let you go with this. It’ll be troublesome if I get noticed by the police because of being too violent. Hey, kid, if you learn from this, learn to restrain yourself.”
The men left....
He couldn't forgive this. He couldn't forgive himself for being a non-gifted and he also couldn't forgive himself for being relieved when the men left....
"...not yet! I'm not going to lose! I'm not going to lose to a stray Filth failure like you!"
Why did he stand up? He himself doesn’t understand why. But he felt that if he backed down here, he would be a loser for the rest of his life.
He already knew that he would lose from the moment he had no gift but...
"...did you say a failure? ...I’m a former soldier in the military, you know. ...just because I held back a little, you are barking non-stop."
Former soldier. In other words, this man was once a soldier in the National Defense Force.
He felt a deep resentment at the thought of the National Defense Force, the symbol of justice he had longed for, would allow such a person to join as long as he had the gift.
The man's fist came at Kouki again but Kouki dodged it with a head slip and countered with a blow to the nose. The man was so shocked that he retreated and fell on his ass.
"What do you think, you piece of shit! You don't deserve to be in the National Defense Force! That's why you got kicked out as a stray Filth!"
The man's expression instantly changed...
"...you are not even a gifted...and I got kicked out? I quit on my own! That kind of organization! ...fine. Then I'll show you the difference between what you called a failure and a real failure with no gift..."
The distance between him and the man was about five meters when the man retreated previously. However, the moment Kouki thought the man stood up, he was right in front of him, and his hand had pierced Kouki's abdomen...
"Guffu ......."
He vomited blood out of his mouth and when the man's hand was pulled out, blood spurted out of his stomach as well. Kouki fell flat on his face.
His state is something that anyone can tell within a single glance. It's a fatal wound.
"Wha... ‘Kurosaki-san’! Offing him is a bad idea!"
"...Aah, shit... I accidentally overdid it. Let's get the heck out of here."
He felt that had really overdone it on the spur of the moment. The man called Kurosaki distorted his expression as if he was in trouble. And this time for certain, the men ran off.
Haah, just why is my life like this...Kouki lamented so as his consciousness fades away.
Am I going to die? I'm going to die in a place like this without even waking up my gift.... The moment he thought so, he felt hatred towards Hiro, the exact opposite of him, who has a dazzling future waiting for him.
I don't want to die… No matter what I still don't want to die....
While muttering this in his mind, Kouki closed his eyelids...
... "Revived Hunter" has been activated.
... Due to the activation of Revived Hunter's ability, "Speed Star" has been acquired.
ktkr. Finally reached where Kouki becomes OP. I need to sleep again.
