"Headmaster, you ran in the wrong direction."
P.S.: Vote to see Walter get humiliated. Hurry up and vote!
What should Walter be called, anyway? "Test subject" feels too stiff, but I'm not too happy calling him Walter either. If I call him "Walter Two," it'll turn into pure comedy. In this chapter, I'll refer to him as the Anti-Entropy Sovereign. I wonder if that'll work.
Battle
"Pfft—"
His abdomen churned violently. The Anti-Entropy Sovereign spat out a mouthful of blood, swayed as he rose to his feet, and fixed his eyes on the girl before him, who was cracking her knuckles.
His gaze brimmed with hatred.
How dare she toy with him like this?
The Sovereign's pride, the ease born of believing himself to stand above all others, vanished completely in that instant. Only the desire to kill remained in his heart—to murder the girl and silence her forever.
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
The girl rubbed her fists. Releasing power beneath such immense pressure had left Kiana's hands aching slightly.
Kaslana's inherited monstrous strength had caught him off guard, but not this time. Only through hardship could one grow. He would completely crush the girl's last shred of resistance.
No mercy!
The enemy had not moved for quite some time, so Kiana boldly began packing her schoolbag. Just then, a hate-filled roar rang out, and immense gravity crashed down upon her.
Two thousand times gravity!
A figure staggered up from the collapsed ruins. Kiana immediately dropped to her knees with a cry of pain.
The creaking of her bones was not drowned out by her scream. The Anti-Entropy Sovereign strode toward Kiana, welcoming the worshipful posture the girl had been forced into.
At the same time, he raised his index finger once more.
The finger was slender and elegant,