The Dark Slayer's

Chapter 12 part 1

Leon with the figure of a half-monster creature, began to stand firm and look at the large monster in front of him. Although the black body belonged to Leon, the consciousness inside was not Leon. A black figure that was slightly larger than that human, walked slowly towards the huge monster before him.

The figure groaned slightly and bared its sharp fangs. With a lightning-fast motion, the figure leaped onto the huge monster that was in front of him.

The mouth of the black figure was wide open, revealing its sharp fangs as well as long. He roared, his sharp fangs clinging to the shoulders of the huge monster he was fighting. The hand of the black figure took out several claws that were used to pierce the body of the monster that was his opponent.

The black-haired monster rampaged, he roared as loudly as possible, then pulled his right hand to hit the black figure attached. Realizing the danger was about to approach, a black figure immediately leaped upwards by pulling the body using both hands.

Floating while in the air, the black figure again opened its mouth wide and was about to chew on the head of the black-feathered monster. The black figure thrust its claws into the neck of the black-feathered monster, and set its foot on the shoulder of the monster.

The black-haired monster was wrathful and began to rebel. The monster shook its head and upper body to let the black figure fall. Even so, the black figure only shook while defending itself from falling.

Unable to continue being shaken, even a black figure jumped down. Using full speed, the black figure then lunged at the monster's feet. However, the black-haired monster instantly kicked the black figure until it was thrown very far away.

Lying down, the black figure was stretched weak and never woke up. On top of the vastness of the prairie, the fight between monsters and a group of humans still continued.

***

My body feels hot, but I don't know where I am. Breathing feels heavy, all over also sweating. I want to talk, but my mouth cannot be opened.

Where am I?

All I could see was a dark and empty scene. At least these eyes could not see a beam of light.

Suddenly, as attracted by a magnet, my consciousness shot upwards. In a small bang, I again saw the light of the sun shining down on the earth.

This head felt dizzy, and my body somehow, moved on its own. With no desire to walk, this leg suddenly stepped swiftly towards the black-haired monster.

What the hell, why am I like this now?

When I glanced at my swaying hand, I was at a loss for words to express my surprise.

What the hell happened to me?

I want to cry to see this situation, but this self cannot do it. The body I now live in does not seem to be my real body, because all over its body is black and a little speckled. After all, I never felt that this self was so stout and tall.

I quickly jumped up and roared at the black-haired monster. My sharp tar is clearly visible with moistened saliva. However, with one move from the monster's right hand, I slammed very far away.

It's enough, I don't want my figure to be like this. The black figure that holds my consciousness is not me.

I racked my brain over and over again to control this body, but many times my efforts failed. Because of that, I was continuously slammed by the black-haired monster without being able to put up a fight.

With exhausting efforts, I was finally able to control this body. Sighing for a moment, I felt really relieved. But I was in a bad situation.

The black-feathered monster's hands lifted and began to be directed to crumble this body. Suddenly, my ears heard a whisper. "We are one, therefore, you must accept me."

Those words did sound like nonsense, but, inevitably I had to bet. Screaming as loud as possible, I raised my hands up and endured the blow from the black-haired monster.

It hurts, it hurts. These two hands seemed to want to be broken to withstand the monster's attack.

Nah! I can't give up! Must stay afloat!

Motivating myself with a variety of words, I tried my hardest to fight back. These legs are shaking and no longer have the power to hold back. Luckily, the black-haired monster had pulled back its hand.

Not willing to waste a chance, I turned around and took out the 3 grenades that were on my bed some time ago. Capitalizing on confidence and courage, I once again jumped up and threw one of the grenades I had activated.

Exploding, the grenade immediately erupted on the monster's face. He was blinded by the smoke, and I used the situation to strike again.

Immediately landing on the ground, with increasing speed, I immediately jumped into the chest of the monster. Of course he didn't fall, but there was one chance.

The monster roared, instantly I jumped up and threw another grenade into its mouth. The grenade exploded, smashing the monster's throat. Not satisfied with just that, I threw another grenade into his mouth that was still wide open.

The black-haired monster fell lying on the ground. His gaping mouth revealed flowing blood. My breath was breathless, my whole body was so tired from the fight earlier.

Little by little, these eyes began to close. But I do remember something. "Mischie—"

***

Leon lay unconscious from being too tired, but he still had not given up on staying sober.

Elsewhere, Mischie manages to escape the fall of the gray-haired monster. Mischie rushes to two girls who help him fight the monster.

"You okay?" ask Lize who is worried about Mischie.

"Yes, but we need to get rid of the monster quickly." Mischie refills his gun and prepares for action again.