The wind whipped around him as he descended, a familiar ache in his wings. Another day, another desolated vista. A man of unusual features – wings, tech glasses, and a camera perpetually glued to his hand – surveyed the ruins, the camera already rolling. Whoosh-thump, whoosh-thump. The sound of his descent was the only music in the dead city.
"Ugh," he muttered, the mic picking up the sound. "Everything's normal. What's the point today? Just the usual fire-breathing squirrels, or whatever. Basically, animals with a pyrotechnic upgrade." He rubbed a hand over his head, the familiar gesture of boredom.
"Euk," he sighed, the camera lens catching the frustration on his face. "What am I even supposed to show them? The reason the city's melting? Because of them? Or how these blasted animals are surviving when there's nothing to eat? Ahhhhh..." He tugged at his feathery hair, a frustrated grimace twisting his lips. He bit down hard on his lip, a nervous habit.
"Ugh, why is there nothing to see?"
Suddenly, a spark ignited in his eyes. The boredom vanished, replaced by a predatory glint. He smoothed back his hair, the corners of his mouth tilting into a sardonic smirk.
"Oh, yeah. That's it. Finally got something." A low, manic laugh escaped his throat. "Hahahaha... Ahhh."
He pushed off the edge, wings pumping, the wind roaring in his ears. Whoosh-thump, whoosh-thump. Speed was essential.
He landed atop the largest building, the camera already capturing the view. He quickly adjusted the lens, then checked the mic. "Alright, let's get this set up. Camera's good, mic's a-okay." He ran a hand through his hair, trying to tame the unruly mess. (He looked like a drenched street puppy, he thought).
"Time to put on the happy face, the 'everything's-fine-in-the-apocalypse' face," he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Hhhhhh... Fools."
A faint click echoed from somewhere on the rooftop.
"Hello, guys! Can you hear me? Tell me if the audio's clear today. I'm about to show you some juicy content." He paused, waiting for a reaction. The screen remained blank. "Ah, come on... Where is everyone? What am I even going to show them?" He mumbled the last part under his breath.
A few comments finally trickled in.
@Lion4D: "Oh, so today it's 'juicy,' huh? What kind of juice are we getting? The red kind, or some of that low-quality stuff you usually serve up? 😮💨"
@Solo42L: "Yeah, you're right. He's a total bitch who only talks. Never delivers anything good. 😡"
@JiyanPersonalPussy: "Why are you guys always trying to bully him? You Fùçkîñg virgin nuts. 🥴"
@Lion4D: "Why is she talking about my virginity? Who's been f*cked by everyone in her village? Even the old, dying people? 🤬"
@Solo42L: "Lion, are you serious? I didn't think I'd see a slutty queen bee in this stream. Does she want to get with the streamer? I think that's why she's supporting him. 🤔"
He made a face of feigned annoyance, but in reality, his expression was a carefully crafted blend of disgust and satisfaction. "Alright, guys, break it up. Let's get this show on the road. Hello, I'm your favorite streamer..." He paused for dramatic effect. "...Jiyan. Today, we're going to check out some Earth natives. They're rare these days, ever since their world, you know, collided with ours. So, what do you think?" He allowed a small smirk to play on his lips, almost imperceptible.
The comments exploded with excitement, the topic of "Earth humans" dominating the feed, scrolling across his tech glasses.
@JiyanPersonalPussy: "See? I told you he's good! I've never even seen an Earth native. I can't leave my villagers, they're too nice, and I really want to see these Earth natives.😇"
@Solo42L: "I've seen them. When his world connected with theirs, they were... okay. But pretty weak. He just wants to see what they look like today? 🤔"
@TheUnderworldKing: "I've seen them too. Don't talk shit. My daughter's joining the stream; she wants to see them. "
@Lion4D: "Okay, TUK, sir. And about the humans... it's not hard to see them in my area. We live like comrades, and they're strong enough to survive. Maybe even stronger than some of us."
@Solo42L: "So, tell me about their strength. 🧐"
@JiyanPersonalPussy: "Are they good-looking? 😉"
@Lion4D: "The be— oh, sorry, TUK." He paused. "Hey, Solo, about their strength... I don't know, but there's this one guy. He's the strongest. He can even defeat the strongest in my area. Everyone calls him a hero candidate because he's so nice."
@FairyDuan: "He's that strong? How is that even possible? I want to meet him!"
His face contorted, a grotesque parody of excitement. He looked like a virgin dog finally allowed to... well, you get the idea. "Hahahaha! Finally! Everyone's gonna see this! Everyone's gonna love this!"
He quickly composed himself, smoothing out his expression into the familiar puppy-dog face. "Alright, guys, this city... Lonia. Supposedly the most beautiful city on Earth. But today? It's all ruins. Even the air's so bad, a lot of people can't breathe."
The comments exploded across his tech glasses, a flurry of reactions.
@TheUnderworldKing: "How can someone make that expression when so many people are watching? If I see you in my city, I'm gonna beat you."
@Lion4D: "You're right. I saw his face. And what he's saying about the city is fake. It wasn't the best even before. So, F you, 🔪."
@Solo42L: "Haaaaa haaaaa haaaaa."
@FairyDuan: "Solo, are you okay? 😟"
@BlackRose: "Can anyone tell me where the things we're using now come from? And about this 'English' language?" 🧐🤔
@Solo42L: "I'm back. What's happening? Oh, it's the little kid again, asking questions. She's always curious, because we're from other worlds."
@Lion4D: "The things you're watching this on?They're made by our planet's natives. Humans have something similar; they call it a 'phone.' We just call it a phone, because we use English, and English is an Earth language. I'm in India right now, and they told me English is a language everyone needs to learn."
@BlackRose: "Is it forced to learn, or...?"
@Lion4D: "Not really. It's just common, to communicate with people in other countries. And... it's an American language."
@Solo42L: "You've got a lot of information, huh? 😏"
Jiyan adjusted his camera, zooming in on two figures in the distance. He held the camera in one hand, capturing close-up shots as they moved, even when they were running.
"Aha!" he breathed, his voice calm, almost clinical. "Look, guys. Confirmed: 100% Earth natives. The girl... stunning. Beautiful face, body. Blonde hair, and a sword in her hand. I wonder if it's just for show, or if she's actually good in a fight. And... why are they being chased by something?"
The comments flooded his screen.
@TheUnderworldKing: "Don't get too close. I think you're gonna die."
@Solo42L: "Tell us about the other one. He doesn't look normal."
He licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with a strange intensity. It was clear he was doing this on purpose, savoring the moment. "Oh, him? He's... striking. Handsome, in that way humans do with their 'cosplay.' Long, silver-white hair, and he's remarkably calm. Looks like the girl's protecting him."
Suddenly, a strange sound pierced the air. A scream? "Wait... is that... Lusia? I don't think I'm imagining things, right? Guys, are you hearing that?"
The comments were immediately filled with shock and confusion.
@LoLu1: "Oh, I hear it too! Sounds like someone screaming? 🤔"
@Solo42L: "Oh, hey! Didn't see you there, haven't seen you for ages! 🙂"
@JunkGod: "Where's the 'juice'? And why is everything so normal? I don't like this. Jiyan, do something! Or pluck a wing from your back!"
More random comments appeared.
@Lion4D: "The sound's getting closer, Jiyan! Show us what's going on! Maybe we'll finally see some 'juice'!"
@JiyanPersonalPussy: "Don't change the angle! Give us a close-up! 🤤"
@TheUnderworldKing: "My daughter wants a good look at the man. Show her!"
@Solo42L: "Hey, aren't you guys curious about what's going on? The noise is getting closer, and... is that a big monster sound? 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔"
@Lion4D: "Yeah, Solo's right!"
The camera tilted upwards, the sound of the approaching creature growing louder, punctuated by the rhythmic whoosh-thump of the wings.
"Alright, guys, you see that? The noise is coming from... a man. Running from a Lava Trike. Who knows? Maybe we'll get a front-row seat to the kill."
A flicker of something – curiosity? Confusion? – crossed Jiyan's face. He began to rub his chin, a thoughtful gesture.
"Oh, this guy... he's almost out of energy. And... is he trying to call someone? Who knows when he'll be..." He trailed off, the implication hanging in the air.
The comments exploded with a new level of excitement.
@Solo42L: "Let's make some bets on the man's life! We can even bet on equipment, weapons... Even if an Earth native wins, who knows? Maybe we'll get organs or armor! My bet? 1.5 minutes. 😏🤑"
@Lion4D: "This is getting interesting. 1.7 minutes, based on my gut feeling."
@TheUnderworldKing: "2 minutes."
@FairyDuan: "3 minutes. If I win, I need something for my people. And, TUK, it's the first time you're showing interest in something like this?"
@Solo42L: "Yeah, what's with that, TUK? 🤔"
@TheUnderworldKing: "Oh, sorry. That was my daughter's comment. But if she loses, I'll give you the prize on her behalf."
@Lion4D: "Who knows? Maybe Princess Cherry is interested in some 'juice' herself? 🧐"
@CompyFreek: "Princess, if you need a friend, I can offer you powerful, beautiful armor!"
@Solo42L: "Who is he? I think he's in the same place as Lion, because they're the only ones who can make armor. 🤔"
@Lion4D: "Who knows? But I don't think anyone can access high-level armor. If he's talking about average armor, it's useless for Cherry; she's powerful."
@WillBeDull: "It's already been 23 seconds... So, we get the 'juice' in 2.81 minutes! If I win, I want a high-level organ, so I can cultivate!"
Random comments continued to flood the screen.
Sarcastic tone: "Oh, it's already been two minutes. Any second now..."
Every eye on the screen, focused, anticipating.
The man, gasping for breath, clutching at his leg, began to scream. "Lusia! Where are you? Why isn't anyone answering? Help me! Please! Answer me!"
The Lava Trike was upon him, its fiery breath scorching the air.
The comments were a chorus of anticipation, a bloodthirsty demand for the inevitable. "Hey, dude, you can do this! Die for us! Show us something interesting!"
The man, his voice a desperate whisper, "I can feel its heat on my back. I don't think I'll make it."
The weight of their expectations, the cold calculation of their bets, crashed down on him.
"It's useless to struggle," he thought, "when they're all just betting on my death. Like a goat in a lion's cage."
Then, a twist of fate. He dodged the attack at the last second, a blur of movement. The Lava Trike's horn grazed his back, the fiery breath searing his flesh, but he was alive.
"I almost died! I don't know how much longer I can survive."
Suddenly, his body felt heavy, his vision blurring. "Ah... something's happening... Lusia... and... others... Not them, but... I think they'll help me... if I can just hold on a little longer..."
The comments shifted, a wave of surprise and disappointment washing over the feed.
His reaction? A mixture of disbelief and grudging respect. "Oh, how did he survive? Wait... is that... the others? This is gonna be great if we get a fight scene! Who knows? This guy might actually survive!"
The comments were a flurry of reactions.
@Lion4D: "Who knows? He's lucky."
@Solo42L: "Yeah! I'd like to see some action now! I think it's going to be great! Swordsmanship? ⁉️⁉️⁉️"
@BlackRose: "Solo, is it swordsmanship or swordswomanship?! "
More random comments filled the screen.
Then, a sudden shift in the atmosphere.
"I... I've got them..."
A hand reached out, blurring into his vision.
"What's... Why is his hand coming for my face?"
A scream, raw with terror and confusion.
"What's that? It hurts! Ah! So much pain! Why does my face feel like it's going to explode?" He was losing sweat, his eyes wide with betrayal.
"What's going on... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Silence. Absolute, suffocating silence.
"What... Why did he... He killed him. With a single thought, in such a painful way..."
The comments exploded with shock and fear.
"Those eyes... They're terrifying. They made my heart and soul die for a moment."
"It's not something Earth natives have... Why is he with a girl who is an Earth native?"
No one noticed that the girl had already dispatched the Lava Trike, as if it were nothing. They had forgotten the monster entirely.
A warning, laced with fear. "Chat... what do I do now? I'm trembling because of him."
The chat erupted with advice.
@TheUnderworldKing: "Run! Run as fast as you can! If you can't move, you're going to die! Everyone can see it in his eyes!"
@Solo42L: "Yeah, we don't want you to die! We can't feel the environment or anything, but this looks dangerous. 😟"
@Lion4D: "I don't love you, but I don't want you to die! I think there are a lot of people who know about him, watching this stream."
@Dio1999: "I don't think you need to move! Show us more! He killed him instantly because he got close, but he didn't do anything to you."
The comments were a mix of urging him to run and begging him to stay.
He wasn't even in a state to check his chat.
Sweat poured down his face. He was shaking, as if an earthquake had struck. He couldn't stand, his legs giving way.
Thumppppppp.
He collapsed onto the ground, his wings spasming, useless.
"I... I can't stand... can't fly with my wings..."
A voice, beautiful and arrogant, echoed in everyone's ears. "Lily, why did this disgusting person want them dead? And why is a lowly flying chicken shooting him, showing it to a bunch of people who can't even leave their homes?"
A sweet reply, from the blonde: "Brother, calm down. You're just angry about what happened when we left home. He wasn't targeting us, and the flying human is just streaming; it's her job."
An order, in a beautiful voice, tinged with concern: "Go kill that guy. And then, we need to decide where we're going."
Meanwhile, a group of people moved through the ruined city. They included a six-year-old girl and some older individuals. They were calling out a name, searching.
"Hey, Lusia, where do we need to go to find him? What will we do if something happens to him?"
A small voice, breaking through the tension, "Sister Lusia, I heard brother's voice! He was calling your name. I don't know why... That's why I told you to find brother. The voice is coming from that side. Let's go there and find him."
Everyone agreed, for now.
(Author's note: I felt bad for this girl. Why was a little girl in a world where monsters and powerful humans were the norm?)
Lily's voice, trying to calm her brother: "Brother, calm down, please. If you listen to me..."
In a joking tone: "I'll give you my blood, like a sister does."
He seemed a little calmer, then suddenly, a chorus of voices from a distance made him feel uneasy.
Trying to help: "Hey, guys, please calm down! My brother's not feeling well, please! Why are you calling a person's name?"
"Oh, sorry for making your brother uncomfortable. My name is Lusia. I'm looking for my brother. He was calling for me a while ago."
Before she could respond, the viewers caught sight of a figure: a white-haired man with black eyes and bloody crimson irises. The sight sent chills down their spines.
"Freja!" someone called out.
The girl, known by her account name @JiyanPersonalPussy, appeared on screen. She was stunning, with blue hair and blue eyes, but her expression was blank, as if she were a whiteboard devoid of experience or emotion.
"Ahhhhhh! What's happening? Why can't I move? Why can't I breathe properly?" she gasped before collapsing, unconscious.
"What happened to you, Freja? Can you hear me?" a voice cried out in panic.
(Author's note: Why does such a beautiful and pure girl have a vulgar username, and why does she behave so provocatively in the chat?)
Back to the unfolding chaos.
"I see a person running from a Lava Trike, and he's calling for Lusia," came a calm reply.
"What? Where is he now? Can you tell me? I want to find him before the Trike catches up!" her voice trembled with concern.
"Oh no... that guy is lying on the floor... without a head."
A chilling silence fell, followed by screams and cries.
"Ahhh! What's going on? Why does my brother look like this? Why doesn't he have a head?" she wailed, panic rising in her voice.
"It's not like the Lava Monster killed him! Can you tell me how my brother died, please?"
An uncomfortable and dangerous look crossed the white-haired man's face.
"Please, brother, calm down! We're not at home. Why can't you calm down?" he urged, worry evident in his tone.
A small, cute voice chimed in, trying to soothe the situation.
"What happened, sister, with your brother? Why is your brother making that scary face? Brother, calm down! Let me show you something on my phone."
We caught a glimpse of the little girl's phone wallpaper. It showed a picture of her standing outside a glass window, while a handsome man with black hair sat in a cafe, gazing out at the scenery.
Suddenly, the little girl screamed in pain.
The handsome man, without hesitation, grabbed her hand.
Lily, trying to reason with him, pleaded, "Brother, let her go! It's not good! If you're hungry, I'll give you mine! Sister will give you a little bit!"
But it was useless.
He plucked her hand from her arm, and devoured it, like a piece of fried chicken.
The little girl began to cry, her screams echoing through the ruins. Then, she collapsed to the ground, unconscious from blood loss and shock.
Everyone turned to see where the screaming had come from. They saw the little girl's condition, the missing hand, the blood...
"What happened? Why are you screaming? What happened to your hand? Why is her hand in your mouth? Why is blood flowing out?"
They were in shock, and they were about to attack him, without a second thought.
The man was about to do something... He raised his hand.
Lily moved quickly, incapacitating them all, sending them into a deep sleep. Then, she turned to her brother, trying to calm him and urging him to help the little girl.
He seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if something was left incomplete. Then, with a thought, he healed the little girl. Her hand grew back.
"What's happening with you, brother?"
(Author's note: What's happening to him? Why is he behaving like this?)