Destroying My Own World

Mykel went to buy new clothes before he decided to go and kill the leaders of the neighboring countries. The Faelethria Kingdom was located in the center and surrounded by two countries which were the Verdantia Republic, and a Totalitarian country called Dystrovia. In terms of territory, the Faelethria Kingdom was the smallest while Verdantia and Dystrovia were way bigger than Faelethria. For a scale, the Faelethria Kingdom was a little bigger than the Vatican and Rome was both Verdantia and Dystrovia.

For a small country, the Faelethria Kingdom held more than thirty percent of power Thanks to the Awakeners that existed there. The Gods indeed favored the Faelethria Kingdom to keep the balance and made it the strongest compared to the other two. Even before Awakeners existed, the Faelethria Kingdom produced geniuses who created advanced technology.

The Verdantia Republic was on the west, northwest, and southwest of the Faelethria Kingdom. The republic struggled to clear the rift because the bigger the territory, the more rift that appeared. Knowing they didn't have overpowered Awakeners compared to the Faelethria Kingdom, sometimes they had to request aid from the Faelethria Kingdom.

With the current situation they were dealing with, it would be an easy task for Mykel to assassinate the president of Verdentia. The president's name was Soren Evander, a fifty-year-old president who could barely walk on his own. He was loved by everyone, even the leader of Dystrovia respected him.

"Why would you go this far to make Elestria fall for you? I know that you want to win a bet, but I believe there are other methods to could make her fall for you," Aevia asked as she watched Mykel walk past customs and immigration officers since he was invisible.

"Why not? A woman like her is a hard-to-get kind of type, but once you make her fall for you, you can treat her how you like and they would obey you since you have proven how capable you are," Mykel answered as he walked out the airport and smelled the air of Verdantia Republic. "You can pretend to be submissive as long as you know how to turn the table," he continued.

"Is that what you're doing right now? You're playing submissive toward me?" Aevia asked.

"Am I playing or am I being honest? You know the answer to that question," Mykel asked back and looked at her with a smile. "Anyway. It's time to make a scene that shocked the world," he said as he looked at his phone and the direction to the presidential palace.

Mykel dyed his hair white and used contact lenses to hide his identity because this time he didn't want to be known by people. He wore round glasses and a white suit with a fur coat that he rested over his shoulders as he held a cane made of gold to distract everyone with his appearance, making it hard to remember his face other than his eccentric appearance.

"You look like a pimp," Aevia said as she walked backward and looked at Mykel's appearance.

"Funny that you said that because that's what I'm trying to look like," Mykel answered as he chuckled.

Everyone looked at Mykel and they didn't know if they should be weirded out by his outfit or charmed by his confidence and aura. He then covered his mouth with a white mask the moment people started taking photos of him. He waved at them like a pimp and he became the center of attention anywhere he went.

Mykel arrived at the front gate of the presidential palace and saw how heavily guarded it was. Compared to the Faelethria Kingdom's palace, this one was covered with high-technology weapons stationed on top of the walls and towers. It would be impossible for anyone to even touch the entrance gate.

"Please step aside from the gate if you have no business. This is your last warning and we will not hesitate to arrest you if you don't step aside," A man with sunglasses said as he stared at Mykel.

Mykel didn't say anything but took a step back as he swung his cane with his index finger. It was enough to distract the guard, and the moment the guard looked at the cane, that was when he dashed forward and kicked the gate open. The guard was thrown away and he died instantly when his head hit the steel gate really hard.

The other guards immediately fired their guns, but Mykel dodged and blocked them with his cane. He was invincible even with the automated turrets that showered him and wasted thousands of bullets in just a few seconds.

Mykel grabbed one bullet that was flying toward him with his left hand, and then he threw it to the guard right into his head. He did that over and over until there was nothing left to protect the palace, even the turrets were destroyed by their own bullets.

It all happened in just five minutes, and then Awakeners came after they heard about what had happened. Unfortunately, when they arrived, the whole palace was already in a mess with dead bodies scattered on the ground and on the floor.

Mykel entered the president's room as he dragged unharmed Evander onto the floor, begging for his life. He didn't care about the offer Evander gave him and focused on putting Evander in his chair.

"Plea—" Before Evander could say the same words a dozen times, Mykel swung his cane and dislocated Evander's jaw, making him unable to speak.

Mykel didn't say a single word the moment he broke into the Presidential area, only his menacing eyes, bloody suit, and dripping blood on his cane.

Mykel heard people rushing into the palace and he had no time to waste as he walked toward the chair. He stood behind Evander and pulled his head off with his spine stayed intact with his neck and head. He then went to the other room and he left the spine on the table, leaving the body twitching on the chair.

Mykel left the country so casually when he changed his appearance once again and went to Dystrovia, stealing a flight ticket and stealing their seat. When he arrived, the whole airport was heavily guarded and everyone wasn't allowed to leave before they checked those who just landed.

It was an easy task for Mykel since he was invisible and left the airport as he wore his pimp style outfit again. He went straight to where the leader of Dystrovia lived, the Cramlen palace, the man who had overthrown the dictator, replacing his position and killing him in front of the people.

"You're making it look so easy..." Aevia said and she looked a bit disappointed and annoyed.

"I'm so used to preparing things not just for myself, but for my people," Mykel answered. "Now that I'm alone, I can move whenever I want without having to worry about anyone," he added as he stared at the palace in the distance with steel walls that blocked everyone from seeing the inside.

"Right, you no longer have a burden on your back," Aevia stared at Mykel as she nodded her head with understanding.

Mykel did the same thing, making his entrance to be known to everyone by busting the gate open. It was a bit harder for him to find the leader since he was hiding in a bunker deep underground. Not only that, a lot of Awakeners had been stationed inside the palace and protected the leader.

The palace was more crowded than in the presidential palace, and a pool of blood covered the whole palace. It smelled so bad and it looked like a monster butchered everyone inside because body parts were scattered and bathed in blood.

Not a single soul survived the moment they stepped their feet into the palace and the only one that was still alive was the leader. He was handcuffed in his chair in the bunker as he watched Mykel sit at the table and lit his cigarette.

"Who are you..." The leader asked a man who was still in his early forties with long brown hair. His name was Rexor Drakar, the most feared man in the world.

Mykel stayed quiet and stared into Rexor's eyes as he smoked his cigarette, making Rexor anxious. He then grabbed his cane that he put behind him, and then scrapped the lower end with his nail, making it as sharp as possible.

The screeching noise of the gold being scraped off bothered Rexor and he couldn't do anything but close his eyes with a grimacing face. Suddenly the noise stopped, and when he opened his eyes, the sharp end of the cane pierced through his left eye.

Half of his vision became black and he could hear the sound of flesh and mashed flesh inside his head. He screamed as loud as he could, hoping there were still people that came to rescue him.

The moment Mykel pulled his cane, Rexor could see a part of his left eye was stuck there. He was shaking in pain, but before he could say anything, Mykel stabbed his right eye slowly. He couldn't see anymore, only the immense amount of pain in his eyes and how it kept intensifying.

After that, he didn't know what had happened, but he couldn't breathe anymore as the pain lessened, and exhausted he became in just a second. He didn't realize his head was cut off and was already in Mykel's hand as he left the bunker.
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Aevia who watched everything from the beginning couldn't help but be amazed by Mykel's method. She was hoping that Mykel could react like Rexor when she decapitated his head, but knowing how fearless Mykel was, that would be something that could be called a dream.

Mykel came back to Faelethria Kingdom with a black bag in his left hand as he entered the palace. When he was about to go to the main palace, he was stopped by Tristan since nobody was allowed to enter the main palace other than the Queen's people.

"Wait here. I'll inform Her Majesty," Tristan said and then entered the palace with his right-hand man.

They both entered the palace and they knew what was inside the black bag that Mykel held. The reek of blood was so obvious that they couldn't help but wonder what was inside, and why only Elestria was allowed to see it.

"It's just a coincidence, right?" The right-hand man asked as he looked at Tristan from the corner of his eyes. "There's no way inside that bag is the missing body part of Evander and Rexor, right?" he added.

"Keep your mouth shut, Ariel. Don't even think about it," Tristan answered as he hurriedly walked to the throne room. "Whatever you see earlier and later, I want you to keep it to yourself. Nobody should know about this, do you understand?" he asked with a serious expression.

Ariel nodded his head with understanding.

Tristan was too terrified to know the truth, and it would be better if he didn't know anything. If the thing that Mykel brought were indeed the heads of those two leaders, there would be only war and the Faelethria Kingdom would take the wrath of the whole world. The Queen would be hated and despised by anyone and if he had to take sides, he didn't have a choice but to protect her even if it meant his death.

Mykel entered the main palace and was escorted by Tristan after Elestria allowed him to enter. The moment he entered the throne room, everyone was dismissed from the main palace. Everyone was sent away, giving her and Mykel total privacy.

"It has only been two days..." Elestria said and she tried so hard to hide her fear of Mykel's capability.

"Indeed, Your Highness," Mykel answered as he unzipped the bag and let the heads roll over on the red carpet. "I came back and granted your wish," he said.