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"You filthy rags!" Axel snarled, venom dripping from every word. His sword manifested in his left hand, gleaming wickedly in the dim light. Without hesitation, he plunged the blade deep into the man\'s shoulder. The sound of the steel piercing flesh was sharp, and the man shrieked in a high-pitched, uncontrollable manner. His whole body convulsed, but he still couldn\'t escape.

Axel\'s breathing quickened as the heat of rage seared through him. His vision narrowed, focusing entirely on the cloaked figure beneath him. He didn\'t see a person anymore—only the embodiment of everything that had been taken from him.

"You fucking bastard!" Axel\'s voice cracked with rage. "How dare you attack my home!" His foot slammed down on the man again and again, with all the force his body could muster. The sickening sound of bones breaking apart echoed through the empty space, followed by wet, ragged coughing and the man\'s pitiful cries. But Axel didn\'t care. He couldn\'t care.

"You killed my sister," Axel growled, his voice lower now, dangerously calm, as if he was talking to a mere insect beneath his boot. With a swift motion, Axel yanked his sword from the man\'s shoulder and raised it high overhead. He brought it down with brutal efficiency, severing the man\'s right arm in one clean stroke.

The man screamed, his voice ragged and desperate, an animalistic sound filled with terror and pain. He fell face down, his blood pooling beneath him, soaking into the earth. His body twitched, his strength fading rapidly as the life poured out of him. Still, he struggled weakly, trying in vain to move.

Out of Axel\'s shadow, a dark red mist began to form, swirling like liquid smoke. It pooled on the ground next to him, rising slowly, taking shape. Out of that blood-red mist emerged Mane, the Kaiju King, his monstrous form towering over the broken figure of the cloaked man. Mane\'s eyes burned with the same fury as Axel\'s, his massive jaws twitching in anticipation.

"What shall I do, Master?" Mane\'s voice was deep, guttural, his tone filled with sadistic hunger.

Axel\'s lips curled into a savage grin, his own eyes glowing a bright, eerie red. "Mane," he said coldly, "I want you to eat his legs. Slowly."

Mane didn\'t need further instructions. He lumbered forward, his massive jaws opening wide, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth. He clamped down on the man\'s ankles with a crunch, and then, with slow, deliberate bites, began tearing through the flesh and bone. The man\'s screams reached a new level of agony, filling the air with his tortured wails as Mane devoured him piece by piece.

Axel stood over the scene, watching with cold satisfaction. His chest heaved with each breath, his hands trembling slightly from the intensity of his emotions. But inside, he felt a deep, dark satisfaction as the cloaked man\'s strength was ripped away from him piece by agonizing piece.

But then, through his pain, the cloaked man began to laugh. It was a weak, broken laugh, but it carried a mocking edge to it. "Haha... haha... you think... this is anything?" he croaked, his voice barely a whisper, each word laced with agony.

Axel\'s eyes narrowed. His grin faded, replaced with a cold, calculating expression. "I never said I was done." He knelt down next to the man, bringing his face close enough that their breaths mingled. His voice was barely a whisper, dripping with venom. "When I feed your balls to you, when I let my Kaiju devour your flesh slowly, I\'ll heal you—over and over again.

And even when you beg for death, I\'ll make sure to keep you alive. I\'ll drag you through every circle of hell, and even then, you\'ll know true pain. That\'s a promise."

The man\'s eyes widened in terror as Axel\'s words sank in. His laughter stopped, replaced by a look of raw fear. But before Axel could continue, a voice broke through the air.

"Axel, stop!"

Axel froze.

The voice was distant, but familiar. Too familiar. His heart lurched, a cold sweat breaking out on his skin. Slowly, almost unwillingly, he turned his head toward the voice.

Standing there, a few meters away, was his sister. Annie. Alive.

His vision blurred as tears welled up in his eyes. His breath caught in his throat. For a moment, he couldn\'t believe it. He had seen her die. He had held her lifeless body. But here she was, standing before him.

"Annie..." Axel\'s voice was a hoarse whisper, shaking with disbelief. He hadn\'t thought he would ever see her again, yet here she was, alive, breathing, real.

"Axel!" she cried, sprinting toward him. Tears streamed down her face as she ran, her arms outstretched. Axel rushed toward her, closing the distance in an instant. He pulled her into a tight embrace, his whole body trembling with relief and grief and overwhelming emotion.

"I\'m so glad," he sobbed into her shoulder, his grip on her tightening. He had never felt so vulnerable, so completely undone. His body shook with the force of his cries, his tears soaking into her hair.

Annie smiled softly through her own tears, though there was tension in her expression. "You\'re such a big baby," she whispered, her voice gentle despite the fear that lingered beneath her words.

Axel ignored her teasing. He held her for what felt like an eternity before finally pulling back, looking her up and down, trying to understand how this was even possible. "How... how are you—"

Before he could finish his question, he noticed something. A faint, red energy was exuding from Annie\'s body, swirling around her like a mist. Axel\'s heart raced as, from that energy, a figure began to emerge—a soldier, familiar yet strange.

It was Cell, one of Axel\'s most loyal warriors.

Cell bowed deeply as he fully materialized before Axel. "My Lord," he said, his voice reverent, "as the explosion took place, I followed your command. I merged with your sister to protect her, shielding her from the impact. It was the only way to save her."

Axel\'s eyes widened. He hadn\'t even realized Cell had such a power. His soldier had not only evolved his sister\'s being but had also shielded her from certain death. Axel swallowed hard, overwhelmed with gratitude.

"Thank you, Cell," Axel whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "You saved her."

But Annie\'s voice broke through his thoughts again, this time more insistent. "Axel... please," she said softly. "Stop torturing him. He doesn\'t deserve to die."

Her words hit him like a punch to the gut. His mind screamed at him to finish the cloaked man, to make him suffer for what he had done. But Annie... she was asking him to show mercy. Could he deny her?

Axel clenched his jaw, the internal battle raging inside him. Finally, with a heavy sigh, he signaled Mane to stop. Mane obeyed immediately, stepping back from the man\'s mangled legs.

Axel knelt beside the man, his face inches from the bloody, broken figure. "You\'re lucky," Axel whispered, his voice filled with cold malice. "But don\'t think I\'m done with you. You\'ll wish for death before I\'m finished."

***Author\'s note*** Exclusive content from m,v lem|p,yr

Published the first chapter under volume one (face palm). Chapter two is now volume one... Hope we win WPC... Support our mission till the results are out.