Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Fifteen minutes later.

Riwan is sitting at the table. His eyes are wide open and he is sweating bullets. His energy is a mess.

Watt is sitting across him with a glass of wine in his hands.

"What the fuck is deal dude? Are you going to speak any time soon?"

Watt asked with slight annoyance in his voice. Riwan got out of his daze and gulped hard before looking at Watt.

"Thank you so much. Thanks for saving me."

"Whatever. I didn't do it save you. I didn't want to be disturbed while drinking. That is the only reason I beat their ass. You are lucky that you are getting your ass whopped by them, if it was a fair fight, I would have beaten the crap out of you and them combined."

Riwan chuckled at this. He sighed and leaned in to his chair a bit more.

He felt exhausted.

"Anyway, what's the issue? Why are they so adamant about beating the crap out of you? Particularly when you already look like you are half dead with those eyes."

Riwan didn't know what to say. He didn't feel comfortable talking about it. He didn't want to give out his story of being a wimp to a guy who just saved him. He didn't want a pity party right now.

"Come on man. I saved your ass. The least you can do is tell me why I had to do it."

Riwan sighed and explained everything.

"Damn, you take one hell of an ass whopping. Why didn't you retaliate?"

"I am not as strong as you my friend. If I was, I would definitely destroy those bastards. I would make them go through the suffering that I went through and more. But I have to wait for the time when I am stronger than them. If I could be stronger than them."

Watt chuckled slightly at this.

Riwan looked at him in confusion.

"You are pretty stupid, you know that? That is why they are picking on you."

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? That is what I should be asking you. What do you mean, you need to wait until you get stronger than them? If you are not stronger, find someone stronger to help you with it. It is that simple.

Unless you deal with them, your mind won't be cleared and unless it is clear, you wouldn't be able to breakthrough.

Do you really think we are still in Astral Plane or Mortal Plane? We are in Divine Plane, every breakthrough is a test to our will and with your wimpy ass? You would never advance."

Riwan was dumbfounded and then some fear kept creeping in his heart. He remembered the nightmares he had. Whenever he closed his eyes, he could only see those nightmares and then he remembered how those seniors treated him.

"Are you going to help me?" He asked in a low tone.

Watt looked at him with a sigh.

"If I really had the power, I would have. I kind of like you. But I can't do that at the moment, because I have a few problems of my own.

But I can give you this."

He then placed a card on the table and slid it to Riwan.

Riwan was confused as he examined the card carefully. There is just one engraving on it. Apart from that, there is nothing on either side. The engraving is also just a flaming skull symbol.

"What is this?"

"You can insert your divine energy into it and it will show you some coordinates. Reach that location within the next hour and you will be able to meet someone that will help you with your troubles.

They are very versatile with their services and they are kind of cheap as well. So, go ahead and use it."

With that Watt got off and left.

Riwan looked at the card. He didn't know if he should trust this or not. But after some thought, he decided to just go for it.

He injected his divine energy and some coordinates appeared on the card.

He calculated the place and it is not far from the city. He got out of the bar and started moving.

After around twenty minutes, deep within the woods outside the city, Riwan arrived at a giant tree. There is no sign of any life other than the vegetation in the surroundings.

The next moment, he saw a person appeared out of thin. He wore blood red outfit. It looked weird with a partial cloak. He had the skull mask on his face and the blood red eyes are clearly visible through the holes of the mask. He gave an eery feeling of blood and death.

"I am the representative of flaming skull, how can I be of your service?"

"I am R…"

"No, you don't need to give your personal information, tell us who you want us to take care of, what they did to you and what way do you want us to deal with them. That is all I need.

Of course, if you are unsure of the last question, we do give suggestions."

Riwan was a bit confused, but he narrated the whole thing once again.

The guy in the Skull mask thought for a moment and said.

"With the level of pain and suffering you went through and you are going to go through in the future, my recommendation is either death or infliction of permanent disability. That disability could be mental or physical."

Riwan became a bit nervous.

This is clearly a shady organization, with the laws in place in the Academic realm, it would be hard handle if things got out of hand. But when he thought of what Watt said and what he has to go through from now on.

He gritted his teeth and said.

"Can they just go through, what I went through? Can you do that?"

"Of course, that comes under Metal Permanent Disability."

Riwan was stunned for a moment and a small wry smile appeared on his face.

"Alright, what is it gonna take?"

"There is one more thing before we decide that. Do you want us to do it directly or do you want to do it? If you want to do it yourself, we will provide you with a fool-proof solution. There would be no evidence, nothing left.

Even if you come out and say that you did it yourself, no one would believe you.

If you want us to do it, it will be a bit expensive."

"I can do it myself?"

"Yes, of course. It is not applicable for all cases, but for this case, it is clearly possible."

"How much do I have to pay for this?"

The man in the skull mask gave the number. After discussing a few more details, Riwan was presented with exactly four different cubes in front of him.

The four cubes are floating in front him as the man in the mask controlled them.

A light appeared out his finger and engraved four different names.

"As you can see, the names of the respective targets are engraved on these cubes, you can only use the cube on the selected target.

The cube is small and perfect for you to hold with one hand throw it. All you have to do it use a drop of your blood and press on the name before throwing it.

As long as the cube reaches the target person's vicinities within twenty meters, the cube will do the rest."

Riwan gulped as he heard the explanation. A part of him wanted to call this bullshit, but if it is true, it kind of terrified him. Because all he gave are the names of the seniors and their affiliations in the academy along with information on what they did to him.

And this guy pulled these four cubes out of nowhere and said they would do exactly what he wanted them to do.

This didn't sound exactly believable, but if it happens, then it would be more terrifying than anything he ever faced.

Lastly, the guy pulled out six cards out of thin air.

Three of them have the same flaming skull engraving, but instead of golden flames, they are black. The remaining three didn't have any engraving, they are just plain metallic cards.

"These cards are the only way to reach us if you have future assignments. But you wouldn't be able to access us that easily. The ones with the engravings are the distribution cards. You need to offer them to someone who is in need just like you.

When those cards are distributed, the cards in your possession, the empty cards will be activated and you can come back to us for more."

Riwan stood there confused and wanted to ask something, but the next second the guy disappeared and only a sound of his was left.

"Thanks for using our service. Visit us again."