From inside the sphere, I appeared already standing and free from the steel chain. However, my appearance was black, pitch-black all over my body. My eyes were the only part of my whole body that did not turn black, it wasn't exactly my usual pupils, but I can still see clearly. My pupils were purple.
This is an awakening of Faith power. Every Believer who awoken their Faith has been engulfed in the same white light until their light began to change into their own Faith power as the mark of a newborn ideology within someone's well-being.
The eyes of my pitch-black appearance were so intense and sharp as if those eyes belong to a cold-blooded murderer. I stared and glared at all of the men that have raped and killed my sister.
"AHAHAHAHAHA!! How about that girl with the big butt? That was some bitch too."
"She was great, but I prefer older girls with immature body type."
"Oh, you're such a playful. HAHAHAHA!!"
All of the rapists were still conversing and throwing jokes here and there as if what they just did is just their daily routines.
"AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGHHHHHHHH---"
As one of them was laughing and leaning his back behind with his face facing upwards, I jumped above him with the iron pole that I was bound to on my hand. The iron pole was rusty and reddish. I thrust the whole thing down his throat, all the way, and pierce through his anus. The iron pole also stabbed the ground.
Subconsciously, the man struggles to pull the iron pole out of his mouth with his right hand as his left-hand kept waving and asking for help from all the other men around him. However, his actions were to no avail as the intense pain sucking up all of his strength and all the other man can only saw the terrifying sight silently.
At that moment, the man has stopped moving because the iron pole stuck on his mouth and pierce through all the way to his butthole. He eventually completely dies after only a few seconds. The last thing that man ever saw before his death was my pitch-black appearance with sharp and intense purple eyes full of hatred and rage.
"Wh-? AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"
Most of the middle-aged men are screaming subconsciously as they saw what has happened to one of their comrades and the sudden appearance of my pitch-black figure. I glared around towards all of them as I stood on the top of the iron pole with the corpse piercing it with perfect balance.
("Who are these people? Why did my sister have to be fodder for these assholes?")
"R-RUUUUUNNNN!!!!"
As one of the men signaling them to run, I reacted quickly. I jumped towards the man who has run the furthest, even if the distance was not that far because they were just beginning to scatter.
My jump was weirdly strong. My body's capability feels extremely a lot better ever since I became a pitch-black figure.
As I fall towards the furthest man, I readied my foot to kick him right in his head.
*POP* *SPLASH*
I kick the man, but my kick went through him as it leaves a hole shaped after my swinging leg on his face. Pieces of flesh were splattering midair and they got absorbed into my leg as I was flying. Stream of blood bursts everywhere as if it's a fountain. I landed quite a bit ahead of him. The body immediately falls to the ground and trying to crawl for a few seconds until it immediately stopped moving.
I jumped vertically high again. I wanted to locate all the other men around the burnt house. I repeatedly was going after the men from the furthest to the nearest distance from the burnt house.
I punched one of them in the head and his head flying then it bounces off the ground a few times until it slowly rolling and finally stopped.
I punched through one of the men right in the middle of the chest. My punch went through him and cut off the windpipes that connect his two lungs with his throat. Then I pulled out my punch and I was already ready to go after someone else without confirming his death. I left him to die as he struggles to breathe and to cover the hole in his chest.
I swung a kick towards one of the men, splitting his torso away from his lower body. It only took a few seconds until he is completely out of life.
I clawed one of the men with my hand, my hand went through his head as pieces of flesh float following the motion of my hand movement before finally absorbed into my pitch-black hand.
I shoved my hand into one of the men's chest. My blackened hand went through it. Inside, I grab hold of his entire ribcage and I pushed it out of his body, making a giant hole in the process. The man screams in pain and his screeching fades little by little until he eventually dies.
I punched. I kicked. I chopped. I tore. I pierced. I cut. I sliced. I head-butted. I slammed. I smashed. I crushed. I broke. I destroyed. I sent them flying.
Everything I do towards all of them, always resulting in flesh explosion, leaving a hole shaped after my limbs on their body or life-threatening injuries that cause them to do die on the spot.
In a mere 30 seconds, I have finished brutally murder all of them. I already killed 20 people to my surprise.
That day, my normal daily life, took a sharp turn. Under the shine of a full moon, I was surrounded by corpses that I just killed.
I killed them. Without knowing why did they target my sister.
I killed them. Without knowing where they came from.
I killed them. Without finding out how they know about my sister.
I killed them. Without ever knowing who they even were.
There is blood everywhere around the burnt house that they made small puddles here and there. However, there was no sign of blood anywhere on my pitch-black body. I walked through the blood puddles, but my feet didn't have any blood on them nor did they get wet.
At the time, I was clueless as killing all of the rapists was the only goal I had in mind, but it was because of the nature of my Faith power.
I have awakened a transformation type Faith power named Solid Blackhole. I have decided that I will be ready to consume and devour whatever it is the world is throwing at me, I have formed a new kind of ideal that is represented by my Faith power.
My Faith power allows me to transform my body into a solid-state of a black hole, which is something that doesn't actually exist, which enables me to emit gravitational pulls to pull in everything and anything. If objects got into direct contact with my transformed body parts, I can absorb them at a subatomic-level which causes things to disintegrate and objects that got absorbed into it will be completely erased from existence. There was no blood on my pitch-black appearance because I subconsciously kept absorbing any blood that got splashed on me and completely erased it.
The Solid Blackhole on its own, is just a weightless indestructible material that only exists because of me. The reason I was able to kill all of the men with a single strike was that I subconsciously gather a little bit of earth's gravity on my limbs and use its massive force against them.
After staying silent for a few seconds, I walked to my sister's corpse. Her corpse was in a horrible state. I cried at the look of my sister's corpse in my pitch-black appearance.
*sobs sobs*
I fell on my knees. I grabbed my sister's corpse. I hugged it tightly. I cried as loud as I can. All of my emotions are coming out. The warmth I once felt every time I touched her was no longer there. There was only the cold body of a corpse. I cried even harder.
I spoke no words. I utter no sentences. I only cried and sobbed the hardest I could be. Without me knowing, I used my Faith power. Everything suddenly got pulled towards me. All of the blood, the men's corpses, even the remnants of the burnt house and the ground.
Everything around me got absorbed towards my pitch-black body. All of it began to disintegrate as they came closer to my blackened body. In a flash, everything was gone. The entire scene where everything happened today just vanished into thin air. I was still crying when the absorption happened. I also failed to notice that my sister's corpse has been gone from my hold. A giant crater with 3 meters deep into the ground had appeared without me noticing. I was at the center of the crater.
I cried for 5 minutes. My pitch-black appearance slowly disintegrated and I returned to my usual appearance.
"(I want to bring an absolute mess to this world. . .)"
"(WHO CARES ANYWAY?)"
"(THE WORLD DOESN'T CARE ABOUT ME EITHER!)"
"(ALRIGHT, THEN! I AM A BELIEVER NOW. I HAVE THE STRENGTH TO DO IT!)"
"(HOW ABOUT I START WITH THIS TOWN?!)"
"Light-nii! I am grateful to be your sister!"
I let out tears. I was crying without sobbing. I was crying silently for a few minutes.
"I see. . . Sis, your love was stronger than my hatred. . ."
"Then. . ."
I breathe in and exhale.
"—I will make sure, THAT NONE OF THIS IS GONNA HAPPEN TO ANYONE ELSE!!"
"I WILL DESTROY ANYONE WHO TRIES TO ATTEMPT THIS VERY SAME ACT OF SELFISHNESS! NOTHING WILL BE LEFT OF THEM! I WILL HUNT DOWN EVERY SINGLE RAPIST IN THIS ENTIRE PLANET UNTIL THE TERM RAPIST EVEN CEASES TO EXIST. I WILL NEVER STOP EVEN IF IT'S GONNA TAKE ME MY ENTIRE LIFE!"

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