The Legacy System

He wasn't able to even see the shadow of the guy that took his life, but that was to be expected for someone like him who was trying to kill someone else.

A killer had to take into consideration his own death before he went to kill someone else, this was simple logic.

The moment that the truck had hit the building a big cloud of smoke, debris, and dirt covered the whole area, so it was impossible for normal people to see anything in there.

Even the snipers that were lying in wait around the place weren't able to see what was going on in there, and by the time that the scene was cleared, there was no one standing there.

They were about to think that he never got out of the taxi, but the corpse of the truck driver clearly stated otherwise.

Not only had he gotten out of the taxi, but he had also managed to kill the truck driver, and then escape without a trace. This was completely out of their expectations.

Immediately they didn't dare to stay there put anymore, as they packed their guns, and stuff, and immediately left the place, while carefully watching every corner behind them.

It was clear that their mission had failed, and that they were the ones in danger now, so they had to make sure of their surroundings.

Certainly, their deepest anger wasn't towards Eric who was their target, but towards that fu*cker that hired them, and gave them false information.

They weren't idiots, the reason why Eric had been able to do something like he did, was because he was much stronger than stated in the report.

While they weren't really strong themselves, it didn't mean that they didn't have information on people like Eric. People who could run as fast as sound, or disappear in a single instant.

This time they had truly poked a beehive that they should have never poked, as most probably right now that guy was on their trail.

It felt like they had foreseen this moment, as suddenly this particular sniper felt a chill down his body, his instincts kicked in, as he jumped backward, and heard a calm and quiet voice,

"Who hired you?"

Everyone with a bit of logic would understand that the moment you were faced with the demon itself, there is no possibility of playing games.

While Eric didn't look like one, his voice, his temperament, and his aura at the moment clearly reflected that as the normally calm and collected sniper felt like a small kid facing bogeyman.

He could only fall on his knees, as he cried and begged,

"Please don't kill me, it was Young Master Tendo who paid us to kill you! Please we had no idea who we were messing around with!

Please forgive us!"

Eric had to say that he had angered and shitted quite a few Young Masters in the city, but he didn't remember dealing with such a person.

There was no recollection of that guy's surname in his head, and he didn't have any idea why he might have wanted to kill him.

Certainly, he was an idiot, sending these weak little shits to deal with him, but that just made him doubt even more than most probably he was just a front for someone else.

He would have to investigate this issue better and deal with it, but right now he had better things to do, so he just disappeared from his position.

The sniper guy didn't understand how, or why, but it seemed like he had escaped death this time. He felt so lucky and so angry at the same time.

The only thing that could motivate him a bit was that he was still alive, and had a piece of such important information over his target.

That motherfu*cker that had hired him and his team would have to reward him well for this information, otherwise, he would personally kill him.

But as he was thinking like that, and tried to get up, he suddenly felt like his head was just too light, and then started seeing everything around him spin around, as he finally lost to the darkness.

Eric had already cut through his throat and disconnected his head from his body, and it was only when he tried to get up that he finally realized what had happened.

On the other hand, Eric had almost completely left the area and had changed his identity in the crowd, now he looked like some middle-aged man, with no special features.

He truly had something important to deal with now, as he started making his way towards his destination, and reached there in an hour.

The place he had reached was his old apartment building, whose fourth and fifth floor had been bought by some production company.

The truth was this was a forefront for Eric, as he was the new owner of those two floors, which were almost empty at the moment.

Yes, almost empty, because only one apartment on the fifth floor was being occupied at the moment, and that was even the reason why he had appeared here today.

The only person using the apartment was the money bug of his 'brother' Kaito. The first time that he had met her he had already decided to make her part of his revenge plan.

But he didn't have enough time in his hands to do something about her, so he needed to wait until now.

By now Daisuke had already convinced her father to sell her to the Yakuza, and he had even prepared her nicely for him.

He wanted to slowly take everything from Kaito, all his ladies one by one, starting with her. When he had robbed everyone by his side, he would once again let him roam free create new ties.

Then when he wouldn't expect it in the least, he would once again start robbing everything from him, until he put him in utter, and total despair.

This would be the start of his second 'brother's revenge plan' in his head, as there were three more in waiting. But right now, they were a bit far from him.

The more he thought about what had happened, the angrier he became, and the more did he want to cut them into thousands of pieces.

But that would still be an extremely easy and simple punishment for them. No, he wanted to show them what he felt and lived through in his last moments.

He wanted to introduce them to pure hate, rage, and anger, to pure despair. But to do that he would need them to make connections, and move forward.

If they continued as they were, then they would surely not be up to much, even in the previous life if it wasn't for him, they would have most probably died uselessly in some corner.

He needed to push them forward, he needed to give them connections to this life, he needed to give them goals and purposes to make them tied to the world desperately.

And when that connection was done and strengthened, he would suddenly appear and destroy everything they had, until he finally felt that it would be enough.

Even though what he was about to do right now, was the start of his revenge, at the same time it was in order to push Kaito beyond his limits.

With those thoughts in mind, he opened the door of the apartment and did what he had to do.

When he finally got out of the apartment again, he had a devilish grin on his face, and a cd on his right hand. He couldn't help but imagine Kaito's face when he saw the contents.

As if that wasn't enough, there was an even bigger party planned for the lady inside, that he had to go through if she wanted to have her freedom.

It was her own father who had sold her to Daisuke, so Eric didn't feel any need to be pitiful for her. Not to mention that she was already a stupid woman who was being led by Kaito.

But surely this wouldn't be enough for Kaito to feel some pain, so he headed towards the supermarket where he worked.

After buying the supermarket from the owner, Eric had already made the preparations for the two ladies to be working there alone that night and also had bought their bodies for the night.

Everything had a price, as long as one was willing to pay it, then everything would be his. Well perhaps excluding the feelings and emotions, but besides that, everything had a price.

The two beautiful girls had insisted quite a bit and increased their price quite a bit, but at the end of the day, they had no other choice but to accept.

Without losing time, Eric made his way towards the supermarket, closed the place down, and then started playing with the two girls.

In order to make things spicier, he decided to play everywhere where they had played with Kaito all this time and showed them the virility of a level 60 fighter.

When he was done with them, they had passed out of overdose, and would probably never be able to feel something like that ever again.

When the two of them were finally taken care of, Eric left the place with another disc and an even more evil smile on his face.

There were quite a few more extra places that he had to visit tonight, that had been all prepared for him in advance.

And each time an extra disc would appear on his hands, as his grin became eviler and eviler, as another diary of revenge had been opened…