3rd pov
Ayanokuji Kiyotaka the survivor no the conqueror of the fourth demonic generation, at the age of 8 he was the only student to outrank the few alive and sane students due to fewer students compared to other generations the curriculum was increased tenfold to the previous regiment
at the age of ten, he was the only student but that didn't stop the professor to increase the intensity of training when he reached 11 years he was specialized in all the self-defense techniques and could easily overpower the top elite in each category
he was then trained to survive the harshest of environment cold heat he was like a rock going through climate change he was then trained to kill to kill without remorse could never be achieved by any sane human being why because no matter the opponent no matter the cause one who chooses to pull the trigger will always be eaten with guilt and destroyed
but
he was no human but neither was a beast he ranked the highest under the white room's demonic generations curriculum for critical thinking he let no factors cloud his judgment neither emotions nor casualties he used people just to survive the crisis called the white room.
at least that is what all of us thought
until that one day
flashback
'the suspect has been retrieved'
the suspect was an international terrorist he played a major role in drug trafficking money laundering kidnapping murders and many more but he always slipped the hands of the law due to doing the dirty work of many politicians and businessmen. in other words, he would have been a free man if not for his recent crime, his affiliation with a threatening terrorist organization that currently has the prime minister under their hands, and also several explosives throughout japan no government organization could make hit talk not through negotiation not through torture in the given time
Ayanokouji was ordered to capture him without harm by the professor(Ayanopapa) everyone even in the crucial time couldn't help but laugh in our minds although none of us opened our mouth we all knew it he was placed in one of the strongest unbreakable prisons which was also heavily guarded to break in would take eternity even if a group of jailbreakers intelligent and wealthy people was tasked to do it
we were all sure he would refuse such a life-threatening task he was asked to put his life on the line just to complete a task we all turned to the boy in the white dress he was not happy, not sad, not angry not scared all he did was
"nod"
and that is how the last of the 4th generation's final student disappeared
at least that is what everyone including the professor thought
but our confidence was shattered in a mere 7 hours of the time the boy who we sent to his own death was standing in front of us not empty-handed but with the perpetrator who was the root of the commotion who was guarded heavier than any man in the country is right in front of us, not a scratch was laid on him by Ayanokouji
our specialists went into a panic they tried all they could to make him speak about the explosives any would have helped us but his silence was absolute.
that was when he entered the field
he was tasked to extract information
we were asked to take a break we all went into the cafeteria right when we heard an ominous scream a scream so loud it made us feel frightened of what was happening.
all the instructors rushed in a panic thinking that all kind of possibilities we ran to the source it was none other than the observation room where he was locked beside him was Ayanokouji holding a 10 blade dripping with blood
the man was bolted to the chair hands legs and neck tied his left hand was twitching in pain missing two fingers blood scattered all over him
the victims pov
"Stop it stop it please they will kill me if I say anything, let me go"
I begged the torture to end I begged for mercy tears flowed from my eyes the boy standing in front of me didn't say a word he was neither sad nor happy
he took the knife in his hand and flamed the knife it was red hot understanding what he was going to do I screamed
"stop it the law prohibits such things stop it I will sue each and every single one of you "
in fear I threatened them thinking they would back off thinking this would stop
he came at me with scissors and cut through my pant all the way to my thighs
all I could do was shout scream at the boy for mercy for help but there was no response there was no remorse there was nothing
he came at me with the hot blade he drew a line with it across my thigh I felt if the pain passed like electricity through my body
I shouted I screamed as loud thinking someone will hear me
"no, no stop it, I beg you please look I will give you money more than they are paying you more than you will ever need I will give you everything just .."
he inserted his finger into the opening
I felt it I looked up to avoid the gruesome sight I thought the pain would magically disappear if I don't look
he tore the skin from my thighs wishing nothing but his hands I saw my muscles exposed blood all over the floor
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh please I beg you pplease stop this
I could no longer control the tears the dripped from my chin I looked at the boy with fear I could no longer feel the pain adrenaline was pumping through my body for an instant I forgot about the pain at least that is what I thought until I looked down
I saw a piece of flesh no recognizable it looked like meat
my throat was dry from all the screaming I was barely conscious but yet I am afraid to close my eyes I am scared of what will happen if I close my eyes what he will rip from me even if it is for a moment my eyes no longer was within my control I passed out
I opened my eyes praying that it was over but
there he was sitting in the chair reading a book he was not showing a shred of remorse no human would be ignorantly reading a book after torturing someone
he saw me closed his book
I felt scared I wanted to run I looked around me I saw the door but I am still shackled to the chair
time skip
3rd pov
he was skinned alive but still, alive his face was a hunk of flesh barely recognizable but even after this he was alive
Ayanokouji never asked a single question to him but through pain alone he made him answer the questions we would have even thought of
mercenaries and famous hitmen were brought thinking it would fail but most of them were frightened people who took torture and killing as jobs as their primary source of jobs were frightened by the sight
hah the fuck if he is he even a kid no scratch that is he even human I would have accepted if he was a psychopath or even a sociopath he didn't even change his face throughout the process the fuck is wrong with that kid
similar statements could be heard throughout the room
everyone shared different opinions but when looking at him all had the same feeling
FEAR
they were frightened to even talk to him to even look at him even the cockiest extractors and boastful hitmen have never experienced such a sight
he tortured neither for happiness nor for joy like those they know. he did it simply because he was ordered to but that was not the end he didn't show a single shred of remorse when he was ordered to he didn't stop when the man begged screamed for mercy apologizing for meeting his it was simply that those cries didn't bother him at all
present
I am hiding under a desk Ayanokouji Kiyotaka the sole survivor the white room program is now on a rampage killing every single instructor connected to the white room panic was spreading throughout the facility he blocked all communications all exits we were trapped
like a goat in a cage with a predator
we all knew no matter how much we ran we could never outrun him many accepted their fate and ended their life themself, many foolishly thought they could win him and fought, may thought they could win him over and spoke to spare their life. but the result was the same all who met him were killed he was neither swayed by words nor by fist
I feel he would spare me I have always been kind to him although I followed orders I never went overboard so I had this feeling he would spare me
he looked at me straight in the eye
"ehmm Ayanokouji it's me don't you remember I never voluntarily harmed you I was even kind to you don't worry I won't say anything to anyone about the white room."
he walked towards me a smile found my face after all silence means acceptance right?
I stood up to thank him but why, why is there a knife in my stomach
"A-ayanokouji." I fell onto the ground I looked at him.
of course, how could I forget after all he is no human he is a monster.
pleading to him was the same as talking to a dead man it is foolish.
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Authors not
so yea sup!
I was first thinking to write a ruthless Ayanokouji in class a but the back story was interesting to write
It is my first time writing somting like this hope you find intresting
I hope you enjoyed reading.....................
I might continue this........................
as always critisisms are welcomed
hope yall stay safe from covid
like those who are living in hotspots stay home and safe
after all YOLO that is before you get isekai'ed
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