„You have powers?" Yuuki looked shocked at the ordinary boy in front of him „how?"

„Quite easy" the boy explained while holding the head of a Shiki „i am in this place for over a year now, what a lot dont know, this place is expanding, and the rate is increasing.

I have managed to survive and the only food is this strange fruits, so i ate them for a long time, i ate them and i tried Shikis as well, that wasnt a good idea.

Anyway, after maybe a thousand or so, my body mutated, i got white hair and black skin, strangely i got a hugh boost in my body, just that alone allowed me to kill any enemy i came across.

Afterwards, i met some humans, though they didnt think so and attacked me, in that small skirmish with this people who looked like they come from another country, i learned that i could copy other peoples abilities.

So i killed them without wanting to, the powers i copy get enhanced immensely.

Than it was just a matter of going around and trying to find other humans. And i finally found you guys."

The young man pointed at Yuuki and his companions. Each of them were unconscious, just with a look of the person that appeared on their territory a couple minutes ago.

„But you look like a normal person, your skin is not black." Yuuki was reminded on the describtion of his sister and the others who were mutated after eating the fruit.

„Me?" he said with a smile „it was a inherent thing it seems, i can control my form, but if i do it, the powers i copy will only have the same output as the ones of the people i copy them from."

„Than you are holding back?" Yuuki couldnt imagine what he needed to do in order to escape this situation.

„Dont worry, i cant copy to powerful abilities without going to my demon-mode as i like to call it. Anyway, its been a really long time since i met anyone, im happy, i really am. Let me help you carry them to the car, i wont do anything bad, i just want to go back to my reality."

Unwillingly but without a choice, Yuuki went with the young man who he couldnt imagine to be older than 20.

(What can i do?) he thought to himself.