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The pair which had enslaved the monster for the past months now entered through the door and were pretty unsure of what to do after hearing the words that were just spoken, for no prisoner was able to give such sarcastic response to their presence and above all, no a single soul was able to stand all that torment to be able to feel happiness once again, still it's smile revealed and incommensurable happiness, filled with insanity and destructive wished, whether the last part was focused on them or to the beast itself they could not know.
They stood frozen before the pressure coming from the man whose spirit should have been broken, so taken in by its intensity, they didn't realize the moment when it got behind them and put handcuffs in their wrist tied to the chair it had just been sitting at. Starting to understand the spot they were at threats were the first expected reaction. The tallest spoke in an arrogant tone "You think you'll get away with this, we are within cochlea filled with investigators, one call from us and they'll all come swarming to get you, be a good dog and set us free and I'll promise you to get away with little punishment."
"That so? From the noises coming from outside I can tell your little friends are having fun just like you had planed to do with me, in midst of all the screaming. I wonder if the screams of two more pigs like you guy will be noticed at all?"
The small guy noticing how dire the situation he was in started pleading letting his fears show by the waver of his voice. "We can tell you a way to scape without being noticed, as long as we remain unharmed. Isn't that what you want?" the monster low laugh was the first response "You must be one of those who learn from other's experience, even after having tortured many of my kin, you still don't know how hard is to keep secrets when despair soaks your soul add your thoughts had been clouded by terror? Such a pitiful guy, I'll have to teach you from the beginning, for my quest is not for glory or justice, I simply want to make you regret your very existence, and show the world what means to be a monster."
With no sings of doubt or hesitation the former hero took a large knife and slowly approached his tormentors yet went past them only to take a rather large flask filled with a dark liquid and a small lighter, he was rather familiar with it from the times it had been used to lit his flesh all for the pleasure of the oldest investigator, who had the obsession of lighting his smokes with his flaming body parts, but today it was going to serve one last purpose.
"I believe you are familiar with the legend of the three wise monkeys, through my life and stay in this dungeon I've found you humans, apply its teachings in a very interesting and convenient way maybe it's just you investigators perhaps all humans do, I care little about it yet for now I shall give you a fitting appearance for such actions."
Getting close to the old one while griping the knife tightly and with swift one motion, he nailed it to the mans left eye and managed to get it out of its socket, cutting the nerves attached to it and did likewise with the right eye. The young one was exactly in front of his partner so he was able to see all of it with extreme detail.
"You see, well obviously now one of you is now unable but I'm sure you get my meaning, ever since coming to this prison it became quite clear the personnel here has quite a developed ability to pretend the acts they see every day are but the materialization of a divine justice, most pure and uncorrupted without noticing how much of an act of hypocrisy it is, in layman's terms you see no evil where there exists but evil, by your human terms that is."
He then turned towards the young investigator welding the knife making clear it was now his turn and the monster looked rather eager to get started so the scared human pleaded once again. "Wait, if you just take my uniform and go down the hall you'll find a tall black gate, that's the control room only one person guards it his name is Dave jus call him by that name and he'll let you pass, he's always so drunk he won't notice you are not me, just do that and you are free. So please spare me!"
The white-haired man using his overly developed sense of hearing and smell, it was easy to spot a lie, so he knew perfectly the man before him was telling the truth, he wasn't expecting to get such a juicy pice of information so easily, but then again that mattered not for his task was not just a mere matter of survival, all the suffering humans had inflicted upon him he was going to pay back several times fold, for that his individual strength was insufficient, he needed an army who hate the world just as much as him, and for now he was in the best place to find such fine bunch of scoundrels. So he continued his job of making suffer his torturers by taking the young ones eyes.
The came the ears, with quickness expected in a very experienced surgeon, the las word the mans heard were "Despite all of our screams of mercy you hear no evil" Then he poured the liquid from the flask and spilled it all over their bodies to then lit the liquid making the meat of these man burn for a while, then he took out the fire leaving the pair with grave burns, yet not enough to kill them.
"Well now you feel no evil either, with the stench of this room it could be said yo smell no evil, I wonder if that's even possible for humans, oh well for now I'll let you cool off your tongue I leave unharmed for you humans speak but evil." After an hour in which he slept as he had not done so in the eight months he had remained here, he stood up and observed his work one last time, before eating his first decent meal in quite some time, the pair now were in mist of screaming in an unintelligible words and phrases, after paying a little of attention he noticed they were without a doubt questioning the gods for how they ended like this, even while knowing the wouldn't be able to hear an answer, still they cursed the gods for their destiny.
Not wasting time he took the old man's leg and started munching at it, a revelation came at him for in all the time since becoming a ghoul he had forgotten food was something one could enjoy and even in some cases become addicted to, and started to lose himself in the feeding action the leg had disappeared in a matter of seconds leaving nothing all of it had been consumed, still he was far from satisfied his mouth started morphing in order to consume his meal, in a half an hour the old man had been consumed and not a trace remained to prove the man had once existed.
The organs were the best part each of them with a unique texture and taste, most wore on the bitter and salty side, but once mixed with a bit of other body parts it was more than enjoyable, it was like a good pice of lamb just cooked yet still in the bloody side, juicy and delicious were an understatement for the now fascinated shape shifter. Then came the boy, he had a lot less fat and not as much muscles as the old one, his meat was soft with a flavour much more delicate than the first human his brain was unexpectedly sweet and thanks to the consistency it remained jelly, yet it was unlike anything he had tested before.
Having finished his meal he wiped the blood from his mouth with the ragged clothes he had used to cover himself after the assault given by the inspectors in his stay, it was a miracle he had anything left to wear, as for the uniform the young one had offered him was on the floor and completely drenched in blood, so he observed it for a while and closed his eyes, concentrating in the mental image he had formed of the young inspector, when he opened them he was an exact copy of the investigator he had eaten clothes and identifications included.
As instructed he went down the hall and found the gate opening it slowly but with decision as if he had done it thousands of times, and greeted Dave who was not quite as drunk as he would had expected, still this served his purpose so he slowly got near him and stabbed a knife in the right hand successfully pining him to the table far from the controls, ending his transformation, he now was standing up to 1.96 with shoulder length messy white hair and wearing plain black clothes that looked leather like.
He wasted an hour getting how to use the control room and half an hour to devour him, and another half waiting for the other investigators to arrive. Taking an attack from above they were unable to defend before a serpent like tail sliced them just in half horizontally, like this none should scape still like all plans it didn't go as planed two investigators managed to get its hands on some kuinque and a third started running to give de alarm voice.
The beast however changed his legs to those of a giant grasshopper and passed between the armed men taking their heads in his hand and severing them from the rest of the body, dropping the heads while he ran to catch the fleeing man he arrived to the hallway, this was rather narrow but unexpectedly high so he used the grasshopper legs to impulse from wall to wall in zigzag catching his prey with ease and to stop it he pierced his chest just where the heart is and crushing the vital muscle, killing him instantly.
With the push of a few buttons he released every ghoul in the underground jail, and plugging a small mic to the speakers he went down to face his possible new companions to deliver his message. "Brothers we are now free of the shackles that bounded us to this prison! Our true freedom none the less is not out there, we have but the possibility to scape to a bigger cage the one humans made for us, if there are so many of them. Why must we stop ourselves from eating as much as we please? Why must we live in fear of getting caught? And above all if they win against us using their numbers. Why don't we do the same? Let us punish those humans the same way they did with us, in this place! Let us brand them with a mark so deep, they would shudder in fear from the mere mention of the word ghoul for the next three generations of humans and all of those to come!"
One of the ghouls who looked like someone in control of one of the big groups in the prison spoke up "And what makes you someone we should follow? You don't look all that tough. And what you say sounds like Aogiris crap I'm not following some weak prick just because an organization is behind him." Many other ghouls made voices of approval and looked ready to attack the self-proclaimed saviour.
In an instant he went down and broke with ease the bones of arms and thorax from the first to speak up, and then he started pulling the arms until they were severed, he pieced his chest around the middle and opened in two vertical halves the remaining of the body. "First of I belong to no organization if it proves itself as a benefit I may join latter, and any one who copses me dies, and I'll use his kakuhou as upgrade for my elite troops, any other questions?"
A small ghoul in mist of tears got near the former hero and with tears in the eyes said "I'll do whatever you ask just, take me out of this hell hole, even if it's standing against… hu..humans" His voice was trembling while saying humans so much it was obvious his will to fight against the was long gone. "You see this is the kind of fear we must cause in all humans, but you see I have no interest in broken toys" And after saying this the head of the ghoul fell to the ground to be squashed by his foot.
"There is none the less one requisite to join me, and that is to be strong, not something as boring as how many investigators you kill before getting cough, something more simple to have the guts to kill all our enemies even after being in this hell with no fear to death or humans."
The whole group of ghouls was starting to see him as a threat so many came running at him to attack, while a some following an old ghoul tried to flee. In a second he disappeared and then the sound of blood gushing out of several bodies made the attackers turn around to see all of the fleeing ghouls torn to pieces, and their prey above them for some moments they froze halting their breath. The individual in the pile of corpses went away and returned so quick only seconds had past, he was now carrying some corpses which he threw at them.
"You must be hungry, those are the investigators from the prison, feed on them I can't have my troops starving." They were stunned and pissed "I like you lot, you understand the power of numbers if you follow me I can promise two things. One you'll have as much food as you want and I'll give you as much power as your body can stand."
Then the sound of the dome been hit repeatedly brought them all back to fighting stances, whether enemy or possible ally the white-haired man did not care. The image faded to black and the lord of flies awoke from the slumber, his flight had reached its destination, to dream of the past was odd to him but then again it had been four years since he last set foot in the U.S.A, he couldn't help to feel a bit nostalgic.