
Does man have a chance to change his destiny?
Then why do I have to do all this? Why should I choose if the results will always be the same?
Why should I look at the shadow if I can't change it? Is all this just to add to the pain I must feel?
Life knowing that everything will end tragically and whatever effort I make is a waste?
Is despair beyond this? The hope I had because I caught a glimpse of a future tragedy, and believed that if I could change it, it was all in vain.
Mia, Rony, and Afza did not notice the change in Munding's facial features from the initial shock, then turned confused and then turned sad and finally filled with despair and disappointment. A deep sense of disappointment at not finding hope and just filled with despair. Disappointment that eventually turns little by little into anger.
The same anger that he had once felt when he saw the events that changed the course of his life in SD first. The incident that made him hear the whisper of his instincts for the first time. The incident caused Munding to lose his father, the only person he considered family and had a blood relationship with.
But.
This anger is far more powerful than it used to be. The slow anger took over Munding's entire body. Starting from his chest, it spread throughout his body as if scattered by blood circulating through his veins. Munding's body shook violently and felt burning heat.
Munding had lost his family but he was saved by his new family, Pak Yai, Bu Nyai and Nurul. Without them, Munding does not know what he will become. But, if he lost his family now, Munding is not sure if he will get another family. A family that can be a place to lean and unwind. A family that accepts itself as it is.
A young village boy whose hands are covered in blood and possibly without a future.
When Munding now sees the possibility that at this time, his family is in danger and may even be dying, all the anger that was never imagined was like regardless of where he was hiding deep inside him. The savage side of him that he managed to suppress for years because of the presence of affection from his wife and family is now like getting a way out. Like a man imprisoned for years in the darkness of a cell, when the door of his prison was opened, he could not wait to run fast, enjoying the fresh air and the heat of the sun.
If Mia and her colleagues may not have noticed Munding's face change, Nia is certainly another. From the start, when Munding hears that Yasin intends to use Chaos to help him get revenge, Munding looks shocked, but he is, after that Nia can see clearly all the feelings experienced by Munding until finally anger clearly emanated in the look of her eyes. A rage that until this second, Nia had never seen him before.
“Aaarrrrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
A deep and loud moaning sound rang out from Munding's mouth which suddenly bowed and both of his hands clenched beside his body.
Nia immediately felt her chest tight and difficulty breathing. After feeling puzzled for a moment, Nia took out her intent to resist the pressure from Munding. Mia, Rony, and Afza also did the same. Moreover, Afza, this is not the first time he felt Munding intent like this, so it is easy that Afza can take the decision to protect himself from the pressure of Munding intent.
Mia and Rony had never felt an intent attack like this, especially from Munding. They had the same reaction as Nia. He fell to the ground and had trouble breathing for a moment. When they saw Afza quickly and without thinking, immediately issued his intent to reduce the pressure of the Munding intent, Mia and Rony immediately followed what Afza did.
The shortness of breath they experienced began to subside even though they still had difficulty breathing and looked stupefied. Nia, Mia, and Rony looked towards Munding with frightened looks. This was the first time they felt the intent of a fighting wolf like this. Cynical, sadistic, full of anger, and all other negative emotions come together into one.
Intent that feels dark and dark. Intent that makes them re-think why they are always afraid of the darkness of the night. Intents that resembled something that would pounce on them without any remnant as they no longer held the small candle lit in their vibrating fingers.
Munding also looks out of breath and gasps. Not because of the pressure of his own intent, but because of the mounting anger and filled his entire body. Anger that began to seep into his brain and make him gradually lose self-awareness.
“What did you do to my family?” a low and heavy voice came out on the sidelines of Munding's teeth clashing against each other for holding back anger.
A raucous voice accompanied by a sigh and a heavy and deep tone. Such a sound is often described as the voice of Satan or Satan who came down to earth. A voice that made the four of them reflexively tremble in fear.
“Arghhhhhhhhhhh,” shouted Munding while looking up into the air.
It was then that Munding's anger reached its peak and he lost his self-awareness. Munding moved quickly and jumped towards Nia who was still in a bent and huffed position.
A terrified roar clearly emanated on his face, let alone when he saw the face of Munding who was now jumping and attacking him. Nia knew that what she was facing now was no longer human. He's not human, and Nia's sure of that.
Nia quickly jumped back to dodge Munding's attack. Not yet had time, Nia breathed a sigh of relief because she managed to avoid Munding's attack, suddenly a sound came from the front of Nia's body.
Bretttt.
Munding stood in front of Nia in a half-bending position and his claw-shaped hand was holding an object at the fingertips of his fingernails, Nia's shirt. There was a slight red stain there that made Nia reflexively glance towards her own chest. Five scratches resembling the claw marks of a savage beast were seen there and spewed blood. The red blood contrasted sharply with Nia's white skin and was now exposed because her cover had been torn from the claw of Munding.
Munding sneered with a sneer while glancing towards Nia, “what did you do to my family?” his hiss while removing the tear of Nia's shirt from her nails.