The Search for Freedom

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I told Alicia that she didn't need to help me in killing the guitar boy because I already knew what to do in order to defeat him. Alicia seemed to disagree with my decision; I didn't know that she cared, but it was my mission and I needed to decide on my own. Therefore, Alicia could do nothing against my will.

"If that's what you want, I will leave that boy to you, as you are so desperate to do this alone. I will be searching for the sixth person you needed to kill, so that you won't need to waste your time just searching for that person," Alicia told me. With pouted lips, she suddenly disappeared; I didn't know where she went, but I'm sure she would be searching for the sixth person.

The place was so silent and seemed to swallow me whole. I made some footsteps going towards the mansion where the guitar boy lives. While entering the door, some guards met me. I had been practicing martial arts for some time, and I knew how to send them into the land of the unconscious through kicking and punching. Many loud blasts appeared, and no doubt, the enemies became more than just what I expected.

The enemies surrounded me and seemed to want to hurt me whatever it took. They were wearing formal attire, including those guards who appeared to be well-dressed. They were large and looked strong. Especially those men who had big muscles in their arms and also those women who looked fit.

With the help of being quick in my every move, which I learned through the speedy man before, it only took me a few seconds to drop them down. I thought I was so great because every time I killed one of those people who were destined to fight me, I also became more powerful, stronger, and braver than the old Kaila.

The glossy floor seemed to bury itself to the core of the Earth as I walked on it. I was full of confidence while walking towards the room where the guitar boy was. On my way, there were many people who I had to drop as they wanted to block me from going to their master.

Eventually, I reached the person who I needed to kill. He already knew there was someone who was destined to kill him, but he swore that he would fight me whatever happened. He said that he'd rather die fighting than die without fighting at all.

He was handsome but a little bit boastful. He had nose, lips, eyes, hair, skin, and a high stature. He also looked strong and brave. But he didn't expected I could be so powerful and swift, but he would not be affected by my power because he would do his best to defeat me. He was a little wordy, but his every word defended himself, telling me that he was brave and powerful, but insecure, as if he was going to defeat me.

Because of my irritation, I emerge beside him and I seized his neck. Though he was taller than me, I never felt any difficulty in hanging him in the air. I just raised my heels to do the thing. He tried to punch me, but it was too late because he was out of strength and had turned flabby. When I saw that he wasn't breathing anymore, I dropped him on the floor.

I didn't feel any tiredness while fighting those people. Although they were too many, I did not feel any difficulty because I was so speedy. Even the guitar boy hadn't used his guitar to fight me because I suddenly seized his neck. He couldn't even play his guitar or transform papers into whatever he wanted through the sounds he made. He was playing a guitar when I arrived near him, but because of his prattle, he didn't had a chance to fight me. It only took me a few minutes to fight those people and also kill the guitar boy, so I thought it was the fastest fight that ever happened.

Meanwhile, Alicia was shocked when she appeared near me, as she saw the boy had already dropped down and was breathless on the floor. She uttered the word, "Good job!" I became glad every time I heard that word from Alicia, because it seemed to tell me not to give up and to fight until I get my freedom.

Alicia might think that she didn't need to train me anymore in fighting and mastering some magic tricks. Though I wouldn't show her any sign, I knew I didn't need her help anymore in defeating my enemies, because there was something that used to tell me about anything I wanted to know.

As usual, Alicia offered the spirit of the guitar boy to the powerful spirit that I didn't even see once. She seemed to be calling someone or saying an abracadabra, and suddenly, the body of the guitar boy had disappeared. Alicia had not failed; he had accepted the spirit of the guitar boy, because as his body disappeared, it was a sign of acceptance.

The word "acceptance" seemed so ordinary, but I knew Alicia valued that word too much. If she was unable to gain acceptance from her master, her freedom, and possibly mine, would be in jeopardized. Although I didn't know if it would affect my freedom because she hadn't mentioned anything about it to me. She always talked about other, unimportant things, and seemed to be hiding the important things I should know.

She eventually stood up and told me that she had already found the sixth person I needed to kill and that all we had to do now was go to where that person lived. My palms were itching, as if I wanted to punch someone. Not just punching, it was addicted to killing people. It even hurts other people who didn't need to be hurt or killed, because they were blocking my way.

"We are already done doing what's needed in this place, so we must go to the next person," Alicia said. She grabbed my hand and brought me to the place where the sixth person was.