Deep in the forest in some restricted areas nearby the city. It was stained by a highly concentrated radioactive place due to the war between human politics before the peace. Neo-human wasn't allowed to step their foot to this place even with their gifted ability. The site might kill or mutate them instantly if they attempted to do so.
As the sunset and day became night, Cynthia lurked around this area. Her behavior wasn't normal. She acted like a different person. Her body resembles a monster or a wild animal who hunts for prey.
Bending her body, crawling on the ground. The noise from her mouth almost sounds like a ravenous animal who didn't get enough from the prey she craved. Her mouth keeps munching on something that looks so gross and rotten.
Cynthia's mouth was filled with blood. Both of her hands grab a live animal and viciously chew on it. She acts like a zombie who has lost her sanity and eaten everything that looks edible to her. Blood was the only thing that could satisfy her besides the raw meat that kept spitting out her mouth.
After a while, the animal resembled a deer losing grip on its life. The alter ego of Cynthia begins to lose interest once she can't find the struggle coming from this fragile life. As she lifted her head, she drew a smirk right on her blood-filled mouth, expressing satisfaction toward the life she'd forcefully taken away.
As Cynthia returned to her senses, she realized what she'd done. Her pupil slowly returns to its original color. The hot burning crimson red finally has turned back become a sapphire blue. Indicate that she is no longer bound by the dark side of herself once the 'ritual' is fulfilled.
She woke up with a ghastly image in front of her eyes. A warm sticky fluid stuck between both of her fingers. It was something that wasn't supposed to be there.
As she began to wipe off the stain on her hand, her depression, widely together with her aggression, rubbed off the murder scenery she just did earlier on.
Cynthia sat idly beside the deer she'd just killed, wishing everything that had happened earlier wasn't true. She gasps for air, her hands pressed firmly against her temples. She keeps mesmerizing herself.
"Why don't you just kill me instead of tormenting me into doing something like this!!"
Cynthia whispers out her little voice inside her head. She tells her other half that hides inside her soul after getting what she wanted tonight.
The smell of the rotten flesh gave Cynthia a feeling of nausea. She didn't dare or try to bury the innocent life she had killed. As her consciousness returns, she crawls away from the dead creature beside her, attempting to regain enough strength to pull herself up and walk away from it.
Grabbing her bag not too far from there and left this no-man forest. She suddenly felt ill and began to lose consciousness. As if her body balance was shaken, she tries hard to stand still, shaking her head a few times to regain her alertness.
She couldn't seem to shake these feelings of imbalance. She was losing her consciousness as if she'd been drugged. Thudding hard with her head fell onto the muddy ground within ten seconds.
At the same time, Xiah was still tracing Cynthia's life energy. It vanished within a second, as if Cynthia has been disappeared from this town. Ought to nowhere to be found.
Panicking over the unconfirmed situation might get her nowhere. Thus, she turns around, heading in the opposite direction of where Cynthia last traced her reading.
If things worsened and she couldn't do anything to find her whereabouts. There was only one person who may help her within the radius of this town.
This person was the last remaining deity that opposed the Creator of Life's decision in the past years. Living her luxurious life, hidden away from the sight of neo-human. She built her castle along the border of the massively, gradually improved town. She guards against any intruder that may still be alive outside this area. As the earth has never been so mysterious after salvation fell upon it.
Who on earth has made Cynthia drugged? In this restricted area, who else would do something that may threaten her life when she is at the lowest guard against her surrounding?
But who will that be? Is it someone who has held a grudge against her? Is it a schoolmate from her school, or maybe something more secretive and dark? Demon?
Well, we ought to confirm that for sure right now. Still, we might know from now on that Cynthia's life might be in danger as we could hear a couple of footsteps trying to get near where she fell unconscious. These people probably might have something vicious born in their minds and probably will do something unpleasant to her later.