Chapter III:
Flesh. Blood. Bone. Freedom.
Sana was correct.
Takis Haas was the first of many.
And all their blood is on my hands.
* * *
Today it is Gerasimos Yaman.
Shorter than I.
Dark brown hair.
Narrow brown eyes.
Bronze skin.
Heavily-built.
He roars as he charges.
I grab his punch and crush it.
He strikes with the other.
I respond in kind.
He flies.
He lands.
He cries, coughing blood.
I stride over.
I kneel down.
I break his neck.
He is still.
Sana puts me to sleep.
* * *
I wake again. Invigorated.
My foe is Iro Kiki.
Lighter than I.
Taller.
Muscular. Powerfully so.
Blond hair.
Wide green eyes.
Obsidian skin.
He advances slowly, hands open.
I walk over to him.
He bursts my left eye.
I grip his forearms.
I bind them together in a single fist.
I twist.
His forearm bones break.
I punch his sternum.
His ribs break.
He splutters.
I kill him with a double-kick.
Sana puts me to sleep.
* * *
Another day. Another foe.
Jurunos Mara.
My height.
An albino.
Bald.
Heavier in build.
Slower in motion.
I rush him.
He slams my face.
I feel dizzy.
He kicks hard.
I grab the foot.
I spin.
I throw him far away.
He crunches against the wall.
He lands on the floor.
He tries to stand.
He succeeds.
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Immortality Code
Science FictionA cube-shaped room. Filled with pain and suffering. Within lives a single human. Who does not die.
