3149 Fractured Mind (Part 1)
Killing Carl's murderer had left Derek as empty as the Void's name implied. Without his revenge, without his brother, Derek had nothing to live for. With each step he took, Derek discovered that life on Mogar was going to be different.
There, he was strong and fast.
All the memories of Lith's painstaking training sessions and struggles to overcome the bottlenecks were gone, leaving behind only the results. To the Void, he was a version of Derek McCoy who had just come from Earth and found himself in a body with the prowess of a Divine Beast.
The feeling of power and freedom as the wind struck his face was intoxicating. Derek had no heart but he experienced an adrenaline rush all the same.
It wasn't just because of his newfound physical prowess, but because he had once again no care in the world. Living or dying made no difference to him but knowing that this time he could do a lot of damage before kicking the bucket brought a smile to his face.
Just like Lith during his early days, Derek/the Void was still pondering whether to stay on Mogar or not. Yet he knew that in this life, he wouldn't be a victim of the circumstances.
'Unless everyone on this planet is as strong as me, of course.' He thought. 'But I doubt it. A society of demigods would have never built a flimsy shack like that or left so much land untouched.
'If I'm right, there is no law that can stop me. No imbecile with a badge can force me to lower my gaze and accept their idiotic rules. Here and now, I'm the law. I wield a power that can't be taken away and no written word can stop.
'I am a giant in a world of ants and I won't hesitate to stomp anyone who dares stand in my path, no matter how many of them gather to fight me. Death means nothing to me.'
Derek had no way to measure his speed but he noticed how it would take him mere seconds to reach something he saw on the horizon and quickly make it disappear behind him. Before he knew it, he was rushing forward at his current top running speed, 326kmph (203 mph).
Every one of his steps left a deep scar in the ground and produced a boom of thunder. There was no one to see or hear it, but it reinforced Derek's feeling of power. freeweɓnovel.cøm
'Come on, new world. Throw anything you want at me! This time, I'm not just a man you can push around with your shit. This time, I'm the storm!'
Trees, rivers, animals, everything was supposed to be a blur yet he could see them clearly and react in time. Insects and dust particles slammed against his face with a sizzle as the Abomination devoured them.
"I wonder if…" He tensed the muscles of his legs and took a leap out of curiosity.
"Holy shit!" Derek quickly reached hundreds of meters of altitude and then started falling even faster, yet he felt no fear, only excitement.
The new world was still unknown, but he had become everything he had always dreamed about as a child. Powerful, unrestrained, fearless.
He tensed his muscles, trying to brace for impact, when a snap sound drew his attention and broke his fall. Two huge membranous wings had popped out of his back, turning his descent into a glide.
"Fuck me sideways, I have wings!" He said in excitement.
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