Author-Kun: Sup! It's me again, just got bored again and made another chapter of this story! EnjoY!

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{Chapter 2}

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Monsters, they are not born nor made, they are the ones who choose to be one, either for evil and selfish desires or good intentions.

There is only one way to overcome a great evil, only one. To be something greater, an evil that would overwhelm the former evil. This was the way to overcome it.

So he read...

"Bleh! How edgier can this book be?" Rick muttered to himself, closing the book he recently purchased from a shop.

He was currently hitchhiking, having no means of transportation in this world for now. Unless he wants thousands of people to see him flying with a pair of wings in the sky, which would definitely attract unwanted attention.

"Crimson Demons, huh? Weird name for a clan... but their names are even weirder..." Rick said to himself, reading a name that would be mistaken for a heart disease. "Seriously! Who names their kid... Ko... Ko... Ko... ro... chu?!" He sighed to himself, having a hard time to pronounce the author's name. "Maybe they're a bunch of weirdos if I ever meet one..."

"Oi! Pretty boy, quit that ruckus! Or I'm a-gonna beat that ass of yours!" The old driver threatened, holding his shoe in the air.

"Pa, please don't threaten him! He's probably tired." A young girl pleaded next to the driver. "Ain't that right, handsome?" She flirted, making the driver grumble under his breath.

"Sorry, miss. I'm taken." Rick lied with a straight face, making the girl deflate and sag into her seat. "Plus, you remind me of a peacock with those clothes and makeup." He bluntly said, making both father and daughter stare at the teen.

Rick was simply smiling through the whole thing.

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"Tsk, me and my big mouth..." Rick sighed, walking down a dirt road.

After – what those people said – insulting them, he was kicked out of the wagon and forced to walk to the entire way. They even threatened to flay him alive and make his skin into a pair of boots.

"Like, seriously! How the hell would I know that those freaky clothes of hers were considered stylish..." He said to himself, continuing to walk down the road.

After a short while, he was finally able to reach his destination. A city for where all rookies and heroes go to.

"Axel, the equivalent to the city of beginnings in that weird manga I've read. Seems kinda peaceful if you ask me, well considering this is where beginners start it isn't a surprise." Rick muttered to himself, walking to the city's entrance.

The city was so peaceful, there were at least two to three guards guarding the entrance and that's it. They were even napping on the job, using their spears or halberds to lean on.

"Damn, if guards are this nonchalant, wonder how the citizens are?" Rick asked to himself, walking pass the slacking-off guards, but not before giving them a deadpanned look when he passed by. "Damn, if my teacher saw someone slacking off, student or not, they'll literally flip the switch, and I mean they'll flip the person right over like a pancake." He chuckled at his own poor joke, reminiscing back to when he was still back home.

Back at his school, everyone was either stupid or dense, meaning they can't solve a simple equation without someone either helping them or giving them the answer.

Yes, it was really sad, even the teachers gave up on the majority of the student body, focusing more on the smarter students than the dumber ones. And he was one of the former, even though he wasn't too smart, he had one of the highest scores in english in his school.

Yes, his school life was that sad. He was the only one good at english.

"Really, how hard is it to talk in a different language like english?" He muttered to himself, looking at the sky. "Heh, the sky's a lot clearer here than back home..."

"Hmm? But the sky's always clear?"

"Heh, not from where I come... from...?" Rick's head automatically turned to his side, seeing an individual sitting next to him.

The individual was a girl with dark brown hair and crimson-colored eyes, which somehow glowed in the daylight. She wore an extremely revealing outfit that hugged her voluptuous body, paired with an ultra-short pink skirt, with little to no effort, Rick could position his head in a perfect angle and he would be able to look under those without acting suspicious whatsoever.

Sadly, he wasn't that kind of guy, especially discovering that gods and goddesses were real.

"... Who're you?" Rick questioned bluntly, his eyes narrowed dangerously at the girl. "And why are you sitting next to me without my permission?"

The girl, who he just met, blushed in embarrassment, her eyes glowing more intensely. "U-Um, m-my name's Yunyun, and I was sitting here the whole time. Y-You were the one who sat next to me without m-my permission..." She replied, feeling herself shrink from the teen's intense gaze.

And indeed he was, sitting next to the girl with his arm slung behind her in an almost affectionate manner.

Rick's narrowed mismatched eyes continued to stare at her, almost turning into a glare. Yunyun, who was trying to scoot away from the weird teen, felt herself getting smaller and smaller, almost making her feel like an insignificant ant under the teen's eyes.

Rick, who was simply trying to look behind Yunyun because of a really interesting looking tree, groaned, lurching back into the bench with his arm retracting away from the terrified girl. "Sorry about that. Crappy day, the usual." Rick told the young girl.

"Y... Y-Yes..." Yunyun replied, using the chance to scoot away from the teen and escape.

"Hey, Yunyun, was it? Can I ask you a question?" Rick asked, lazily turning his head to the petrified girl, having been caught. "Is there a place where you can register as an adventure, or something similar?"

Yunyun turned around, her eyes trying their earnest not to look into the teen's creepy eyes. "Um, y-yes, there is. Y-You're talking about the Adventurer Guild, c-correct?" The poor girl stuttered out, afraid of the teen infront of her.

"The Adventurer Guild, huh? How original... What's next, a clan of mages that consider themselves as descendants of demons?" Rick joked, making Yunyun freeze in her track. "Welp, gotta get goin'. People to meet and... the heck was that last part?" He asked himself. "Bah! Nevermind, it'll probably come to me. Anyways, thanks for the directions, Yunyun." He thanked.

Yunyun blushed from the nice words, making her twirl her hair. "Y-You're w-welcome..." She said, still avoiding eye contact with the strange teen.

"Well, see ya later, alligator." Rick stood up from the bench and walked to a random direction, using his keen sense of direction.

Yunyun, who was still shell shocked from the experience, released an insufferable sigh, letting her shoulders sag like the world sat on them. "That was... interesting? To say the least..." She felt like the teen was about to eat her up and leave nothing but bones.

Yunyun took a glance at where the teen sat. She blinked her eyes, seeing a small pouch on the bench where the teen sat. She picked the small pouch up and opened it up.

"W-Wait... These are..." Between her fingers was a silver coin. Eris, a very important currency that's used to buy anything one needs... including the fee for the Adventurer registration. "M-Maybe I should..." The teen's menacing eyes flashed in her mind, making her flinch.

If the teen discovered that she has his money, then they'll maybe mistaken that she stole the money. She can't even think what would that guy do to her, he was really scary.

"O-Or maybe I should k-keep this on me instead..." Yunyun said, tying the pouch on her belt.

She just hopes that nothing bad would happen with that teen.

Actually, she didn't catch the teen's name.

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"... Dammit..." Rick groaned to himself, walking around the streets with an inhuman scowl. "Of all the things I could've lost, I lost my pouch!" He grumbled to himself, getting a few unwanted eyes on him.

After finding out that he lost his pouch, he immediately went back to the bench, only to find the bench was occupied with two muscular men... and they were sucking face like there was no tommorrow.

"Bleh! God, why did you have to show me that... horrible image...!" Rick shivered from the image, his spine practically frozen in disgust. "I wish something really convenient would make me forget about that... pure masculine orientation."

But, really? It was literally night time and everyone was either asleep or were drinking their sorrows away with liquor and poison. It was really quiet, so quiet that you could hear the water flow.

"Ahhh! Someone, please help me!"

Just then, a really convenient scream for help pierced the silence, getting Rick's full attention. It was coming from a nearby alleyway.

"... Really?" Rick sighed in disbelief, already dashing to the rescue. At least he'll forget about that... horrible image that he has seen. "Well, time to be a hero... At least try to be one." With those last words of confidents, he turned the corner, ready to crack a few skulls

"P-Please... L-Let me go!" A girl, probably as young as he is, was being held by two muscular men, their hands holding her down in... a few places.

The girl had light blond hair, somewhat fading into a whitish shade of color. Her eyes were a deep shade of purple, reminiscent to the mysterious galaxy. She wore a simple yellow sundress. Under the dress, thick, white bandages could be seen around her chest. She also wore a pair of long black stockings and a pair of brown boots. She was fairly toned, having a bit of muscle around her legs and arms. She had fairly tanned skin, only adding more of her beauty.

But the most eye-catching features were on her head: a pair of golden curled up horns sprouting out of her head.

'A demon...?'

"Come on, Darling. My hubby and I would only like a... taste of you. If you know what I mean?" A muscular man with a pink mohawk said, a smile on his face.

"Yes, Darling. We know we're a couple, but we're still men, and we have desires like men. I really hope you understand, darling." The other muscular man said, sporting a stupid blonde mullet.

Rick, who was twitching and flinching in disgust, tried to slowly turn back to the corner, wanting nothing of any of this crazy crap. "Please don't notice me, please don't notice me..." He muttered to himself like a chant, praying to any god that would listen to his prays.

Sadly, gods don't listen to demons.

"H-Hey! You! With the graying hair!" The girl held captive shouted, struggling between her captors. "Aren't you gonna help me or somethin'?!"

'And deal with those weirdos again?! No thank you, miss!' Rick thought, struggling between either pucking or punching himself out cold from the horrible resurfacing image.

"Oh! Baby, look at that cute boy over there!" The gay muscular man with the pink mohawk said, his smile getting wider than before. "He'll make an excellent addition to our little... group. Ain't that right, my beautiful baby?"

"Right you are, babe."

'... God, please help me. I think I might need to break a few skulls open tonight.' Rick thought, his expression blank and neutral. "L-Look, Miss..."

"Saya."

"Yeah, Saya, whatever." Rick waved the girl off, making her flush in anger. "Look, at first I was going to save you, but after seeing those two again... Sorry, but you're on your own, lady." Rick bluntly said, already turning around to leave.

"I'll pay you!"

Rick stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening for a second. "... What?"

"I said: I'll pay you." Saya repeated with a serious expression. "I'm the legitimate daughter of a very rich and influential noble in the Capital. If you help me, I'll pay you handsomely. What do you say?" She offered.

With Rick being a bit broke right now, he had two choices here: one, leave the girl to her fate, or beat the total crap out of the gay couple and get paid doing it.

Both choices are equally tempting, but he currently needs the money. Plus, letting a girl get violated with his knowledge left a bad taste in his mouth.

Rick sighed loudly, turning back to the ground. "I hope you aren't lying, lady. 'Cause..." He balled his fists tightly, letting the gift given to him manifest in a small degree, making his muscles around his arms and legs turn a bit muscular than before. "I don't like liars..." His gray eye glowing a neon-green while his red one glowed a deep crimson.

Good thing he practiced his gift before hand, even for a little bit, just to get an idea how it works.

Without another word, Rick charged at the gay men in a burst of speed, surprising both the girl and the couple. He jumped over them and smashed his foot on the gay blonde's face, breaking their nose and knocking them out cold.

Rick landed behind them, taking a novice boxing stance.

"Baby!" The other gay man exclaimed in worry, but it was soon replaced with rage. "You bastard!" He released the captive and pulled out a dagger.

He charged straight to Rick, his dagger sailing through the air to stab the teen up. But Rick sidestepped the dagger and punched the gay man in the groin, eliciting a loud shriek of pain. The gay man tried to maintain his composure and balance, but sadly he fell down to the ground, cradling his johnson while he whimpered in displeasure.

'... Damn, I just one-shot two grown men... Now that's frickin' overpowered.' Rick thought in amazement, letting his muscles turn back to normal. Good thing his uniform covered a bit of his body, or he'll be explaining a lot of unnecessary crap. "Hey, miss you oka-?" Before he could even finish what was going to say, he was hit with a frying pan in the face, making a loud sound.

"Heh, should have learned to never trust a demon, halfling or not." The girl grinned to herself, thinking that the teen was out for the count by the frying pan to the literal face.

"... Ouch."

Bad thing that the frying pan did the opposite.

Instead of the pan maintaining its normal shape when it bashed with something soft and squishy, it bended and turned into a face of a teen, like it hitted a something harder than iron.

"... Really? I saved you and this the thanks I get?" Rick snatched the girl's frying pan away from her, which had his face imprinted on it.

Saya took a frightful step back, her teeth grinding in frustration. "H-How...?" She questioned, prepared to attack the teen.

"You mean how I broke those guys faces, or how my face is now on your frying pan? Which I will remind you smacked me with." Rick asked. "But, I have a better question - you weren't planning of paying me from the start, aren't you?" He questioned, his expression still neutral.

Saya flinched, having been caught red-handed. She tried to use one of her most useful trump cards: Seduction!

A seductive smile crawled up to her lips, walking up to the teen, making sure her hips swayed at every chance. "Oh? Are you going to discipline this... naughty girl...?" She said, her voice husky and tempting. "How 'bout we forget this small mess and... rent out a room?" She was now rubbing the teen's chest, making him tense and blush.

To tell the truth, Rick was trying his hardest not to pounce on the girl and ravage the living hell out of her. But, remembering that there were gods watching over him, he coughed into his fist to cover the growing blush on his cheeks.

He was still a growing teenager after all, with no experience with the opposite sex whatsoever.

Seeing her trick was working, Saya blew onto the teen's ear, hammering the final nail onto the coffin.

But it did the complete opposite.

Rick's face went completely deadpanned, his blush dissappearing in an instance. 'Still have no clue why guys find being blown in the ear arousing...' He thought in his mind, now staring instensely at the girl who was caressing him.

Saya thought her seduction worked, pulling a small dagger from her dress, dripping with paralyzing poison. But before she could cut him, she found herself carried off her feet and placed on the teen's shoulder, seemingly carrying her like a sack of potatoes.

"... W-What?" She said with a shocked expression. "O-Oi! Unhand me this instant!" She demanded, kicking her feet around.

"And what, you gonna call your noble daddy?" Rick challenged, carrying her out of the alleyway. "I ain't someone you can fool, lady."

"One, I am really the legitimate child of a noble, the house of Dustiness, as a matter of fact!" She exclaimed, now hitting the teen's back. Luckly Rick used his abilities to harden his back like steel. "... Wait, where are you taking me?" She questioned, seeing a few familiar surroundings she once passed by, her face slowly turning pale.

"Where does it look like – we're going to jail." Rick said with a matter of fact, the girl on his back turning completely pale.

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"When I get out of here, you are so dead!" Saya exclaimed, gripping the metal bars in her cell, slightly warping them with her strength.

"Yeah, yeah. And when that happens, tell your father I said hi." Rick said, counting the coins he received from the local guardsmen.

In truth, this girl he captured was actually a notorious swindler, getting into fights and knocking anyone out for trying to help her out. Plus, she has a bigger bounty for being a demon, half but still demon.

"Bye!" Rick walked out of the jailhouse, his pockets heavier than before. He heard a loud scream directed at him, something about swearing revenge and being a rival of some sorts. He's just glad that it was over.

With nothing in mind, he began to wander around town, finding something that would keep him busy to pass the night. He actually discovered that he has an endless amount of stamina during his travels to the city, which kinda sucked because there wasn't anything to do at night, especially in another world that hasn't discovered electricity or the internet.

He wished he brought his phone along, or maybe something to entertain him for the time being.

Unbeknownst to him, a figure was watching him atop a building, their whole body cloaked in darkness. They then took a glance at the jailhouse, sighing in frustration and disbelief.

"As always, the mistress' daughter is insufferable as always... What did she see in that man anyways..." The figure muttered to themselves as they dissapeared into the night.

Rick felt a sharp chill crawl up his spine, making him shiver. "W-Why did does feel a lot colder than before..." He said as he sneezed in his hands.

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PS: During that muscle scene, think of Jojo characters doin' it to increase the mental trauma. Good luck!