<h4>Chapter 142: Human turn Beast</h4>


    Date- 25 Mar 2321


    Time- 4:50


    Location- Sky Blossom City, Guild Association Mall staff housing, Building No. 29, 4th floor, Room no.401.


    “Sweet pea, why are you up so early?” William asked Corey who was pacing around the balcony.


    “Grandpa! Aren’t you asleep? Why are you awake?” Surprised Corey questioned William instead of answering him.


    “With you awake, how can grandpa fall asleep? You look worried. Tell grandpa what’s bothering you.”


    “Umm… When will father and mother return?” Corey conveyed her worry to William.


    “You miss them, It has indeed been a long time since they left on their mission. Tell you what! bake me a delicious breakfast and I will make arrangements for your parents to contact you.” William promised his granddaughter.


    “Grandpa you are the best! I will go make a grilled bacon sandwich right away.” Awarding her grandpa with a hug Corey hopped to the Kitchen to fulfil her end of the promise.


    “Wait! It’s about 5 in the morning… who has their breakfast this early?” William eximed to which Corey skillfully turned facing him, she said, “I have to leave early today… we are going to visit Wyatt’s parent’s grave at 7. This is the first time we are all going out together. I have to look my best…”


    Though Corey has decided to change her old ways, it was in women’s nature to want to look beautiful and present themselves pleasant and pleasing to eyes. So you can’t me her if she got up 2hours early just to prepare herself to visit a graveyard.


    ‘Who visits graveyard early in the morning?’ William wanted to yell this but he knew better and said, “be sure to have fun sweet pea.”


    “Grandpa! How can you say that? We are visiting Wyatt’s parent’s grave!” Corey criticised.


    “My bad, do whatever it is you are doing.” William gave up, he started to miss old Corey who would be easily pleased with expensive and rare gifts.


    “Okay!”


    …


    “Come out!” Stated William seeing Corey’s back vanish into the kitchen.


    “Old man I never thought that you would retire this soon.” Voiced a figure as it walked out of the shadow, it was missing an arm and ck me seems to be covering the amputated end of the arm.


    “And I never thought that the allied guilds would fall this early… Why are you here Van, shouldn’t you be hiding in your rat hole?” William snapped back.


    “Did you know the circle was about to take action against us?” Van growled, the figure in the shadow was none other than the lone survivor of the blue blossomke massacre, The Tyrant guild leader Van George.


    “No, I did not know! I don’t think even the Circle knew what the clown mask was up to.” Replied William ignoring Van’s hostile growl earlier.


    “No! The clown said our existence was a nuisance to the circle’s interest.” Van did not believe that the circle was not involved in its hunting hound’s actions.


    “In a way yes. But not enough to massacre three guilds over it, a warning would have sufficed… My guess! the clown did that just to experience an orgasm.” Scoffed William.


    The hunting hounds of the Circle were not human, no the correct words would be they were not treated as human since birth… since a young age, these orphans were forced to survive against mortal beasts, turning themselves into beasts for survival. Extreme discipline and loyalty were beaten into these human turned beasts to tame them. Having tamed they only lived for battle and their master, they knew nothing else. After 20 years of such lifeter they are rehabilitated to be human again rather human-like, to act independently not having to be apanied by their masters. No matter how much rehabilitation they go through they were beasts in human flesh, a bunch of psychopaths with a taste for human blood.


    “What! That freak massacred hundreds of us just to get an orgasm… you are telling me the hunting hound of the circle attacked us without permission or knowledge of its master. Don’t bullshit me. ” Van blustered.


    “Keep it down, will you! I don’t want my baby grandchild to see your hideous appearance. Why don’t you put off the fire and regrow the arm?” Muttered William


    “You don’t think I tried that, it is the cursed fire! It has already inked deep in my soul pathways. It is hard to extinguish it once it gets rooted in the soul pathway much less re-growing the arm.” Comined Van.


    “I know it is cursed fire but what were you doing when it came in contact with you. Why did you not cut your arm before it spread to your soul pathway?” William looked at Van as if looking at a fool.


    “That psychopath was too powerful I could not afford to be distracted for a second, if not for it letting me escape I would have died along with my friends” Van exined


    “Aren’t you embarrassed to say that!” William scoffed at Van.


    “Forget it! Help me suppress the cursed fire with your power… I will amputate my arm near my shoulder and then try to regrow it. let’s hope it works.” Said Van, he still had not given up on his arm. This curse fire was like a wildfire that grew every second as it continues to feed on his soul energy.


    “No wonder you came running to me, but I don’t think it will work. Once the cursed fire takes root in the soul pathway there is no fighting it, you are done for dummy. But just for your satisfaction, I will y along.” Said William as he focused his soul suppression on the cursed fire.


    With the soul suppression, William suppressed the cursed fire to a point size. And Van who was about to cut his arm shook his head in disappointment and said, “this is pointless your suppression only works on the surface cursed fire but not the cursed fire rooted in soul pathway unless the roots of cursed fire arepletely obliterated I can not get rid of the cursed fire or regrow my arm. It seems I do not have much time left.”


    “What are you going to do next?” Asked William.


    “Find young miss as soon as possible and then aid her till myst breath.” Answered Van heading to jump off the balcony and vanish into the night.


    “Good, this I can help you with! She is at the guild association mall warehouse. She has met her fated person, he is a young boy named Dalton Wyatt a high school student and a full-time capable card creationist. Though he has some specialness about him, he is very weak.” Slowly William narrated everything about Wyatt and his encounter with the unknown girl.