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His response would determine how he would interact with him.

"Have you killed anyone before?" Lank paused, his breathing hitched as he waited for Nix to reply.

Slowly Nix turned his attention towards Lank and a creepy smile was what was given in response.

Lank didn\'t understand what that meant.

"Kill, sure I have done to some abominations before." He replied lightly, turning his attention back on Obsidian.

Internally he was conflicted, angered by the thought of the first creature who had caused the death of Aimi, that was surely a memory he wished he didn\'t recall now and then.

Lank flinched at the words, "what did you face in Zoar?" He pressed on, curious about the possibility of anyone ever surviving that.

"They had tried to kill me with some sort of abomination, I had to do what had to be done." Nix shrugged.

Lank took a step back, he was shocked by the news, when Nix had returned from the portal, he had a bubbly personality and even demanded he grovels at his feet. Never did he think he had faced such a dangerous task even when that was just the first time he had been introduced to the class.

"I... I..."

"You shouldn\'t be apologizing to me," Nix cut in, shaking his head.

None of what had happened was his fault, those who were the real culprit would get their retribution sooner than they realize.

"Should I tell you a secret?" Nix leaned in a whisper, a mischievous grin on his face.

Lank was unsure about what he wanted to say, going with the flow, he nodded his head, curious about what he had to say.

If this discussion could take his attention away from the disgusting feasting of Obsidian, who was he to refuse?

"I had played with the arm of that creature that had attacked in the disguise of testing my capabilities." Nix wiggled his brows.

Lank had tried to imagine that play out in his thoughts, but no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn\'t picture Nix being that barbaric.

"They would pay for all they\'ve done!" Nix sneered at the thought of those who had sent the creature to his home.

He had always wanted a normal family in this new world, but even that dream was a fleeting one.

"..."

Pretending not to hear what was said, he simply looked away, watching as Obsidian cleaned the blood off his lips.

\'You are remotely a person, more or less monstrous.\' Lank gulped.

Obsidian\'s eyes glowed, and a silver-plated tentacle protruded from his back.

"Heck no!" He hissed, closing his eyes. There was no way he was going to look like that freak raenz.

Acting on command, the tentacles retracted into his body. Touching his face and looking at his arms, he let out a sigh at narrowly dodging the sucker characteristics he had seen on the original host.

That was the one thing he had hoped he didn\'t possess while he inherited the abominable gift.

He would get acquainted with the ability when he was alone in his room.

Deactivating his ability, he looked behind him, readily expecting the looks he got from the others. Horrified, confused, or both.

\'As expected!\' Obsidian smiled.

Getting up, he waved at them, walking over to them as if he had simply lost something on the floor, picked it up, and was returning to the group.

Gia took several steps back, weary of the feral. Lank reached out to her and held her in place. "It\'s alright." He whispered to her, bringing her head to his chest.

Shooting a glare in Obsidian\'s way, he looked over to Nix, curious about what he would have to say regarding what had just happened.

"Cool ability you got there. You were awesome out there." Nix laughed, playfully slapping the side of Obsidian.

Obsidian stared at where he was hit, then looked back at Nix. His pupils dilated as a stray tear dropped down his cheek.

Nix was caught unawares by such a reaction that he couldn\'t help but be in shock at the change in mood.

"Uhhh, Sid?" He questioned, patting him on the head.

It was only then did he realize that he was just 2cm above Obsidian\'s 186cm height.

He couldn\'t understand why someone as ruthless as he was would suddenly tear up because of that little gesture.

Sniffling, Obsidian forced a smile, "I had never been complimented on anything before."

Nix\'s lips drew into a thin line, wondering how the organization treats its members.

Testing out his luck, even though a system notification wasn\'t present, he made it his mission to win the heart of this strange feral.

"What do you say... friends?" He opened his palm for a shake.

Obsidian snarled at the outstretched hand towards him, perceiving it as a threat.

Nix looked down at his hand, unsure if he made any mistake or had something frightening there.

"Are you planning to attack after a truce?" Obsidian snarled, a low growl could be heard from him.

"That\'s how you agree to something in this part of the world, silly!" Lank interjected, shaking his head.

"How did you grow up?" Nix narrowed his eyes, unsure of the kind of environment he lived in to make him suspicious about most things.

"I don\'t remember." He blatantly replied, blinking after he said so.

\'This reply was a little similar to what Lank had said, but unlike Lank, this was a worst-case scenario.

Lank\'s mood instantly fell, it grimly reminded him of the fact that they both had lost identities that needed redemption.

Nix\'s brows were furrowed deep in thought, it was only a matter of time before he would have to speak with Sesa.

This little experiment would have to stop soon. Memories and lives would have been lost in the process.

Rushing towards them was Solis, in his arms was an unconscious Luna.

His aura seethed off killing intent as his yellow eyes glowed as he glared daggers at Obsidian. "What did you do to my sister?!"