Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

"My crime? Surely, you jest. You've searched my room, from top to bottom. You've raised my space... You've touched my sanctuary as it is... My eyes tell my mind no lies."

Botan's voice was unhurried.

"My crime? I have yet to see you bring out any existence that suggests it to be my doing. So... With all honesty, 'Detective' Bewoh, why do I think you're confusing personal matters with private?"

Yes...

The investigators and Field agents were a little suspicious too.

Why was he so confident that Botan was the culprit without any evidence?

Bewoh's lips formed a crescent arc. "You want evidence?"

A talisman paper slipped from unbeaten Bewoh's sleeve.

He held the paper with his right and used 2 fingers from his left to tap the paper and draw out a glowing green pair of giant scissors.

And before anyone could react, Bewoh vanished, appearing behind Botan several inches high.

"I did give you a chance!"

Boom!

What?

The collision was too strong!

Everyone felt they were amid a nuclear blast.

F***? F***! F***!

Have they entered another world filled with magic, or was this still their original world?

Ahhhh~

Many slammed to the walls, hitting their bodies hard. But no one cared about the pain.

Their eyes were on the godly battle that had already commenced.

But again, something else shocked them.

Ghu Sota and the others they had looked down on had never moved, standing firm even when blown by that devilish wind.

There was no more to say. They knew this group was a special one!

They thought Botan should also be a magician, maybe even killing the victims with special means.

They were a little afraid, but not much. After all, the enemy was human.

But this was where they got things wrong.

--ROAR!!---

Botan roared at the top of his lungs, sewing that Bewoh was much faster and stronger than himself.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

The battle was indescribable.

Fists flew, hands moved, bodies twisted, and all sorts of attacks were exchanged by the 2.

But while Botan was excessive, Bewoh was calm, carefully avoiding his speedy attacks as though stopping a child's arm.

Poof!

Botan spewed blood unwillingly

Why? Why were there others getting the help of those strange things? 𝐟𝐫𝗲𝙚ｗ𝚎𝐛𝙣𝐨𝙫𝘦𝗹.c૦m

Yes. He felt Bewoh should also have a ring with some mysterious stranger residing in it.

For a moment, greed once again flickered past his eyes.

If... If he can get Bewoh's ring and dump the one he has now, won't he be even stronger?

Botan gave the ring a look of disgust as though saying; I thought you said you were the strongest. But now, others are stronger than you, and you still dare to deceive me?

Botan felt he got the worst one, the trashiest of all trash rings not even worth mentioning.

He thought he hid his disgust well. But the being in the ring inwardly laughed in fury, deciding to put his deal with Botan to the side.

There were many things underworld beings had in common… And one of them was Pride!

He at least wanted to give this guy a chance to live his life and collect as many humans for himself as he could. But now that it had come to this, he wouldn't mind taking over!

.

Bewoh frowned, sensing something wrong with the ring. free𝒘ℯ𝗯𝙣𝗼ν𝑒𝗹.𝒄o𝒎

No!!!

"Quickly! Take it off now!"

Take it off?

"Never!!"

Boom!

Botan sent a fierce raging blow, thinking Bewoh was greedy for his ring.

But before he could continue his outburst, he felt something very wrong with his body.

Ahh~

There was a stinging pain from the flesh underneath the ring, followed by a strange flow of energy passing through his body.

.

What's going on?

Everyone looked between each other, and Botan suddenly froze.

And then... He began to twitch.

Crack. Crack. Crack!

The sounds of lines gnashing and cracking filled the room. The air became heavier, and the dead smell even fouler.

They didn't have time to worry about it, staring at the figure twist in all unnatural forms.

"No! No!... Help me!... Help me!"

Botan fell to the ground, his nails forming deep beastly claw marks that made everyone's scalp tingle.

This wasn't an illusion. It was really happening!

With his head on the ground, he circled the space around him, twitching and moving crazily.

"His face!"

Someone exclaimed, seeing the many black lines print from within.

"Roar!!!--"

The investigators and field agents jumped back with their hands over their faces, too terrified to stare at the image before them.

It was a strange face!

Yes, yes... They weren't making it up.

Just now, a strange face projected out of Botan's.

Its eyes were red, and his face... Its face--...

No one spoke. Their hands were trembling, and their minds felt in a trapped cycle of disbelief, fear, and the unknown.

Monster...

They know what they saw... But they couldn't believe it. One of the ladies placed her hands on her head, shaming severally in denial.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! ... Hah... Hahahahahha... Haha... Good one, vice-deputy director... This is a hidden camera detective show, right?"

"Yes, yes... It's a show, right?"

"Everyone looked to Payne, wanting some form of acceptance from him.

But Payne smiled bitterly, knowing he couldn't give them what they wanted.

Tears filled Botan's eyes as he felt his consciousness fall into a dark, bottomless pit.

He didn't even know he, a grown man, could cry! His life flashed before his eyes, and he suddenly regretted it. Too bad there was no medicine for regret.

Botan felt trapped in the space, seeing everything but never being involved.

It was like he was in a cinema, watching life play out like a movie.

No matter how he screamed and begged, his real body no longer said the things he wanted.

All he wanted was to stand at the top.

Was he wrong? Was he wrong to fight for what he wanted?

In the dark space in his mind, Botan suddenly heard a burst of deep laughter from within.

And soon ... he knew something else had followed him into the dark abyss.

"Ahhhhhhh~"

...

No one knew of Botan's horrors.