Chapter 3:

Yoshiro Moto sat on his knees and stared at the disturbing sight in front of him. He felt his fist pound into the ground as he swore loudly. “What the…? Who the…” His heart started beating faster. It seemed he wasn’t the only one in the mansion…

“Come out, come out. It’s time to play, Blade Master!” Yoshiro shouted the words engraved in Mr. Kazuka’s body with a vengeance. He drew his sword and positioned himself, listening for any sign of the killer. The sound of falling objects caused him to strafe, holding his sword for protection. He must be trying to lure me.

“No, I just like messing with the weak.”

“Why did you kill him? You’re mad! You’re a god da…”

“I know what I am. You should be worried about yourself. I know that you want me dead. Not exactly unique, is it? Many people want me dead. However, you are different from the others. You could really cause some trouble. My mission is clear and you have the potential to mess it all up. You wouldn’t want all those deaths to go to waste, would you? Now, either run along or face your death.”

“You’re bluffing. You wouldn’t kill me. I know what you do. I may not know why, but I know that I am not in your plans tonight.”

“Want to find out?”

“Go to hell.”

“Hmm. No thanks, already been. But don’t worry; I’ll have some fun with you later.” The room became silent and a large breeze could be felt through the air. Yoshiro looked at the floor. Mr. Kazuka’s body was gone. He put down his sword and left. Sleep was the biggest priority right now. The police could be notified tomorrow. Tomorrow would also mark the start of revenge. He had no idea how, but Blade Master was going to die. One way or another…”

“Wake up, moron.” Nabuhiro heard a voice talking to him. It seemed like he had been asleep for ages. He tried to open his eyes, but he couldn’t. It was like they were glued shut. Either that or he didn’t have the energy to open them. Even breathing seemed like a more difficult than he had experienced before. “What will we do with the body, once his trial is over?” said a voice again.

“Probably just throw it in a lake or something.” What are they talking about?

“Where the heck am I?” Nabuhiro finally summoned the strength to speak up.

“I thought you would never awake,” said the first voice.

“Who the heck are you?”

“Don’t you get it? The Master killed you.”

“Are you saying that I’m in heaven?”

“Heaven? I can’t believe humans still pass on that lie!” The second voice burst out laughing. “You’re in hell, silly!”