It was now around 6:45 pm, the sun is about to set, and Claudio was shitfaced in an alley, puking his soul out. Lyria was surprised by the amount of alcohol that he inhaled quickly without flinching, she didn't know that he was alcoholic, or perhaps that his taste buds didn't actually work, she was now worried by his reckless actions and regretted even suggesting that to him.
Claudio: *UGHGHGAAAAA*
Lyria: Claudio… I think that's enough.
Claudio: Ugh SHUT UP! Hand me back the bottle please~~
Lyria: Please anymore and your health will be in jeopardy.
Claudio: OYM DA DOCTA HEA GIMME DAT!
Lyria didn't have a choice but hand him the bottle, she is only his servant after all, it only takes a couple of times denying his request before the contract shocks her with an ample amount of electricity straight through her soul.
Claudio: Thank youuuu~~~
After finishing the rest of the bottle, Claudio stood up wobbly and told to Lyria:
Claudio: Lyria, you know I appreciate you right? You are a great fri~end.
Lyria was in a appalled upon seeing the state of Claudio, he was organized and cared about his image and cleanliness but now? She was looking at the shell of a human, he is an entirely different person now, a girl from the orphanage came to help him earlier but he angrily lashed out on her.
***
Sasha was walking back home bruised from Viviane's harsh training, she was covered in sweat and dirt, after walking for a while she saw someone dear to her, Claudio, she was upset at him for not trusting another one who was also dear to her and she lashed out on him. Most of her interactions with him after that have been negative, every time they met on his way to work she ignored him and gave him a cold shoulder so she wanted to apologize to him, however, Claudio was not in a good state to say the least so checking on him was her first priority.
Sasha: Claudio? Are you okay?
Claudio: Hiiii Sasha, I've never been betta.
Sasha: Claudio… please give me that
Sasha tried to take the bottle away from him, and that caused Claudio to lash out on her:
Claudio: Mind your own ffffucking business kid, get the fuck out of my sssight.
Sasha: What happened to you Claudio? You never acted like thi-
Claudio: This is me, if you don like it kill ya self before I do, now go back to your fucking shitbox of a house.
Claudio threw the bottle at Sasha's feet, Sasha's eyes started to water before she ran away crying.
Claudio didn't want anyone to get attached to him anymore, he didn't have the heart to dismiss Sasha before but with the help of booze, it was a breeze to drop the act of the nice caring big brother.
***
Claudio: Lyria, I need a hug.
Claudio inched closer to her with his arms out, Lyria didn't know what to do, she shoved him away with enough force to send him towards the trash, knocking the air out of his lungs, and at that moment she knew she messed up.
Claudio was covered in filth, he sobered up with rage in his eyes and glared at her, as if he was shocked by this betrayal, he asked her in a shaky voice:
Claudio: Why? Why would you do that? That's not nice.
Lyria: I'm sorr-
Claudio: Lyria, you are dismissed.
Dismissed, just like that, Lyria's contract with Claudio was annulled and now she had to serve someone else in the sanctuary. Lyria froze upon hearing these she couldn't utter another word as she saw Claudio walking away towards the south gate, she messed up big time now.
***
In truth, Claudio was going to dismiss her anyway; he only wanted a goodbye hug.
Claudio was now sobered up as he removed most of his clothes, wearing only a cotton underwear, his clothes were soaked with filth and trash juice and he smelled horrible but that didn't matter, what he was about to do next was nothing short of diabolical.
After finishing his third gin bottle, a couple of minutes before the interaction with Sasha, Claudio was in deep thought, when he carried Goob in his arms (that is what he named Lydia's son out of spite) earlier, he thought about both of their lives at the same time.
Goob has a bright future ahead of him, and he was this strong the moment he was born. While Claudio, was dying and his future was bleak, he probably won't get a citizenship until he traveled at least 700 miles to the nearest city and hoping that the nobles over there are not as bad as this one.
So logically, he figured that in order to make the lives of everyone around him better, he decided to end the lives of the gate guards, the slave trader and his father, and the leader of the local gang who forces weaklings and children to do his dirty work, Viesque the butcher, the same scum who lives near him at the sanctuary.
In his drunken state of mind, he figured that no matter how many lives he saves, it wouldn't matter, however, if he kills those bastards, everyone's live would improve drastically, if you save one hundred lives, the number of rapists and killers remain the same after all.
Claudio, or Leroy Van Sterling was dying, he was going to hell and he wanted to bring everyone with him, his first victims are the corrupt gate guards who touched on him when he first arrived here, they were the first of many that will die tonight.
***
Claudio got a lot of stares while wobbling towards the gate, not like nudity was a taboo in this region, if you are walking down the street you would see someone buck naked every 8 minutes and everyone would treat it like it was normal. But the reason for the stares was because he was carrying some sort of irons in his hands, while displaying pure bloodlust in his dark, empty eyes, prompting everyone to ignore interacting with him.
Shortly after arriving at the gate, the guards noticed him and they began smiling towards each other.
Todd: This must be a gift from the one!
Hans: You don't say haha!
They roughly grabbed Claudio by his arms and dragged him towards the forge near the gates, they slammed open the door startling the old blacksmith as she was cursing at them:
Blacksmith: Curse you two! You dare bring another one to my place again? Do you think that you can get awa- *THWACK*
One of the guards pummel struck the poor old woman in the middle of her nose causing her face to pour like a fountain, the guard pulled her up by her thin hair and threatened her:
Todd: Shut the fuck up hag or your daughter is next.
Claudio didn't act just yet, in fact this was the best situation for him, they didn't take away his phone or handgun and they brought him to a secluded place, just when the guards locked the door and started undressing their armor. Claudio aimed his iron towards one of the guards balls when he was busy undressing, causing him to scream his lungs out while crying, the loud sonic boom startled everyone.
The other guard grabbed his sword and channeled his aura towards his body but that didn't matter, Claudio aimed the next shot towards the guard's face. The bullet entered the front of his mouth at an angel and entered out of his back cheek, most of his teeth were sent flying while he swallowed the rest down his throat, his face was ugly and mangled, his nose and ear flayed, and his eyes filled with horror and agony.
However, Claudio was not done there, he fired 7 more shots towards the squirming guards limbs to disable them, they tried to protect themselves over and over again but their aura's flickered like a burnt light bulb and the damage was barely minimized.
Claudio: You are so lucky that I don't have time for you but this will suffice, see you in hell.
Claudio grabbed the most exotic looking sword from the wall and started hacking towards the limbs of the guards as they were screaming till their throats bled, after they were neither armed nor dangerous, Claudio went to the forge and pulled out two 4-foot hot rods and inserted them in the guards anal cavity, one of them screamed without voice while the other one was long gone from this world.
***
Claudio left the forge and when the other guards noticed that their comrades took too long to report back in, they decided to send someone to check on them, Claudio waited for the chaos to ensue and exited the city and sprinted towards his armored truck to resupply on ammunition and gun.
He wanted to cause a distraction at the southern gate so that he could run towards his armored truck and stock up on guns and ammunition before he goes after the slave traders who were closer to the east gate, he only had his phone to light up the surroundings in the forest.
***
Checking his ammunition, there was only one bullet in the magazine of his advanced .45 caliber handgun.
After running for 17 minutes, Claudio arrived at the armored truck that was undisturbed while he was away, he lighted up the dark forest as he loaded his magazines with bullets and slugs, he planned to take two handguns. The one that he was always carrying and another one with a higher caliber to deal with the stronger opponents, a heavy grained .50 AE cal desert eagle.
He carried one MAC-10, he decided against using the trench sweeper because he needed to be as light on his feet as possible. Claudio wore an old grey sweatshirt and dark pants, he wanted to sprint back towards the eastern gate as fast as possible but a thought came to his mind at the last second, since this was his last day, shouldn't he use the drugs that he was carrying on him as well?
***
Claudio was under every drug under the sun. Meth, black market military performance enhancement serums, meth, weed, LSD, PCP and did I mention meth?
His pupils dilated and he was laughing and fidgeting like a mad man, he didn't feel the burns on his hands when he grabbed the hot rods from the forge. He stared at this reflection in the mirror, his nose was bleeding but that did not bother him, what bothered him was those eyes, they didn't belong to him.
Ever since Leroy was a toddler, he subconsciously hated his vessel, it caused him emotional and physical abuse all the time, be it from his "dear" parents or his aggressors, he didn't like how his vessel stayed the same, with the only difference being the new color of his eyes.
Claudio: Look at you, disgusting, what a waste of fucking sperm!
Claudio brought the sword that he was carrying on him from the forge and inched it closer to his left eye, he started mutilating himself, his face bled heavily and he felt light headed but he wasn't done there.
He hated his new pair of eyes and he wanted to get rid of them right this moment, as soon as he was about to start with the other eye, a gnoll snickered behind him snapping him out of his psychosis. He remembered now, he came here to kill those slave traders not himself.
Since he had his shotgun loaded already, he shot the gnoll 12 times in the chest, and stomped on his head countless times, meth is one hell of a drug.
***
Claudio was high, he didn't feel pain, he didn't see reason, and serving justice was not on his priority list so collateral damage was possible. He arrived at the eastern gate, the bald man with a scar across his eye, who he now knows as Jenna's father was startled by his appearance, he almost didn't recognize him.
Luke: CLAUDIO!? WHAT HAPPENED!
Claudio brushed past him quickly and answered:
Claudio: A gnoll attack, don't bother me.
Luke didn't persist, not because he wasn't worried about Claudio but because his instincts told him that if he did, something bad was about to happen to him, he decided to mind his own business for now.
The streets were somewhat empty, the city was on alert at the southern gate and everyone was being questioned there. midway through his speed walk, Claudio encountered Rom, Viviane's father, Rom tried to stop Claudio but he got pistol whipped in the balls, he may be a superhuman but those testicles weren't so super, not unless he activated his aura anyways.
***
At the slave market's gate
Guard 1: Oh shit it's Claudus Angelus! What happened to him?
Guard 2: I dunno, he looks kinda scary now, why is he coming her-
Claudio: If you know what's best for you, walk away now.
The guards were on alert, the easiest way for them to assess the situation is to look directly into Claudio's eye, to read his thoughts and feelings, and what they saw caused them to shutter.
Somehow, someway, this harmless krippal has a way to kill both of them at any moment, the only reason he didn't do so right away was because he thought of them as good people, but anyone who stands in his way now is a dead man.
So they simply put their weapons down and decided to walk home for the day, what's the worst that could happen anyway? There are guards in that whole building and they won't be blamed for anything substantial.
Claudio shot both of them in the knee, because they took too much of his time, he also wanted to cause another distraction, as the men were screaming, chaos ensued and the guards gather to the source of the loud noise and screaming people.
The way to the slave master is complicated, the building somehow magically changes the structure of the hallways, and Claudio noticed the pattern right away, it's 3 right turns, 4 left turns, 2 right turns and finally 5 left turns, if Claudio wanted to escape he simply had to reverse the numbers.
12 minutes later
Claudio heard screams in the slave trader's office, he busted the door open to see both the slave trader and his father, spit roasting that exotic looking beast women from earlier, they both turned around to greet him as if this is a casual thing:
Father: Oh so this is the boy that you kept telling me about?
Ignis: Welcome Claudio! It's good to see you outside of the sanctuary, how about you join us for today haha the treat is on me.
Claudio was dumbfounded, they didn't stop their thrusting the whole time they were talking to him, anyways as they say, one shot two kills, or multiple shot's as Claudio aimed his MAC-10 at the trio and sprayed all of his seed.
The old bastard died instantly, all of them were hit fatally, Ignis took cover behind his table as he used the beast women as a meat shield before throwing her away. Claudio heard a drawer opening and rushed toward Ignis, Ignis had 13 shots in the chest, he was holding a vial that had an expensive looking liquid that resembled glowing milk, Claudio unloaded the rest of the clip on Ignis but that didn't stop him from drinking the potion.
His wounds started closing at an unbelievable speed, so Claudio loaded the next mag and emptied it on the healing Ignis, the bullets hit every possible surface, the face, abdomen, thighs and most importantly the nether region.
However, the effects of the potion were still working, you would think the way Ignis was squirming and writhing and pain meant that his death was so soon but it seems like he drank some ultra high quality potion, Claudio was not satisfied so he grabbed his sword and started hacking and stabbing at the laying man.
Ignis tried to crawl away and channel his aura but he was not a fighter, he was a spoiled overgrown child. Claudio severed his spine but a new one kept growing in a weird way, the screaming man kept losing and regaining his voice over and over again for the next 6 minutes.
Claudio struck him countless times, he never tired, what was left of Ignis now was a huge chunk of unrecognizable flesh, he grew 8 spines, 4 arms, and 5 legs that were connected in a wrong way, he was breathing slowly as the potion was wearing out and his eternal slumber closing near.
Claudio was gassed out, he rested his hands on the rotten meatbag and he felt something bizarre, he could sense the countless souls tied to this bastard, the slaves, it was as if he was touching hundreds of tiny snail eggs at the same time.
Claudio closed his eyes and focused, maybe he can sever the spiritual contract somehow? And save the slaves from following the fate of their master, he thought "Ah fuck it why not". Miraculously, Claudio was able to sever the spiritual contract the slaves, all of them, maybe he was gifted in the soul aspect somehow?
Claudio: HAH! How's that for a krippal.
Claudio opened the drawer with a key that had the physical contracts of the slaves and burned them in the fireplace; he inhaled the smoke gracefully before being interrupted by a guard that entered the room.
Guard: MASTER! BAD NEWS… the fuck?
The guard immediately activated his aura and dashed towards Claudio with no questions asked, Claudio had his handgun in his right hand and the sword in the other one, the aura of the guard covered some parts of his body, the parts you would usually protect when fighting someone with a sword, however.
*BANG*
The guard was shot in his left foot, which caused him to crash in the wall and slamming Claudio with him, Claudio's right arm was bending in a weird way, bone sticking out and all, but unfortunately for the guard, Claudio was ambidextrous.
Claudio: Tsk look at what you did to me, you should've walked away.
The guard was in pain but adrenaline played a big part in ignoring the pain, he looked at Claudio and said:
Guard: Why are you doing this!
Claudio: Because I can? Why else.
Claudio shot at the face of the guard but he had his aura up, the bullet hit the guard in the forehead, but instead of penetrating, it bounced off to the right and entered the wall, however the bullet's force was enough to knock the guard unconscious.
Claudio: That's mildly interesting actually, hm?
Claudio looked to his left, the beast women was crying as she was bleeding out, she glared at him and said:
Beastwomen: You! You give me the hope of freedom while taking my life away! How despicable.
Claudio: I don't owe you shit.
Beastwomen: Why did you save me on that day then human? The stars shall weep my departure as I-
Claudio: Oh my god shut the FUCK up.
Claudio walked towards the desk and he saw a couple of the same vial that the slave owner drank, he handed the poetic hoe one of them as she chugged it down ungracefully. She got up in a defensive position and lunged at Claudio, she pinned him by his face, her claws caused Claudio's cheek to bleed down as he laid against the table, she said:
Beastwomen: Now who will save you from me human? I Varakras shall always emerge victorious! I always conquer any- *bang*
Claudio shot the beastwomen's knee as she fell off the table while shrieking in pain, what offended Claudio wasn't the act of biting the hand that feeds you, it's just her breath smelt like the seed of Ignis and she DARED to speak to him from that close. He got up and drank some of the potions to heal his broken arm and to his disappointment; they didn't work for some reason.
He decided to head out since his job was done, towards the last target, Viesque the butcher, before he left the office, he noticed that the guard was waking up slowly, he waited for him to notice, he wanted him to do something, matter of fact he was begging him! Please try to stop me again I dare you, that's what Claudio's eye was conveying.
The guard gritted his teeth and activated his Aura, however, before he could do anything, Claudio shot him in the head with a desert eagle, the bullet exploded his head like a melon, spraying his brain matter all over the beastwomen, his aura was no match to the .50 AE caliber, Claudio escaped safely soon later.
***
Claudio was casually roaming the street, his drugs were wearing out and his spirit was dwindling, he lost too much blood from his broken arm. The streets were busy with guards and adventurers trying to find the culprit, surely it's not the harmless krippal right? It must be a powerful enemy of some sort.
Viesque was resting in his lair, coincidently; he too takes a break on Fridays, it wasn't hard for Claudio to enter the warehouse, the guards were drunk and the door was open, it was anticlimactic, Claudio simply entered the office, emptied multiple mags and left without saying a word. Viesque kept a couple of women as slaves, they unfortunately died with him, collateral damage was on the table from the start, they didn't look like they wanted to live anyways, that is what Claudio thought to himself as he laid his back on the wall of a random alley before blowing his brains out.