Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Killing Problem

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Jashin looked euphoric, and his face disappeared as I felt something knock at the back of my mind. Grunting slightly in discomfort, I stopped, and found myself a hiding spot, where I started meditating.

Quickly after, I entered my mind space, which looked extremely different from what it used to. If anyone were to compare my mind space back when I learned the Gift of the Sages with Chiriku to now, they wouldn't believe it was the same person.

Back then, my mind space had been a large forest of dead trees, where flayed people hung to the branches of the trees. It was an extremely morbid scenery.

Now though, while it was still a forest, the trees were very much alive, with cherry blossoms falling from them. However, those cherry blossoms were blood red, instead of pink. Still, it looked gorgeous, and I knew those blossoms were of the color of blood because it was my mind space, but anyone else wouldn't reach that conclusion, and simply think they were of a dark red.

Crouching, I dug a little into the luxuriant dirt, and I barely got to go a few centimeters into the dirt before hitting something hard. I didn't even have to dig it out to know what it was. It was skull.

Because this was my mind space, I inherently knew what was below the ground, and it was the bones of thousands of people, all of them people I had killed.

Well, I'm not a Yamanaka so I'm not going to try myself at deciphering what the hell this means. I'm simply happy this looks better than before.

Turning my attention to the annoying 'knocking', I willed for Jashin to gain entry, and in the next instant, the God of Death and Destruction appeared before me.

He first took a look at his surroundings, before his eyes set on me and he said, "I'm going to love living in here. Even more so knowing it is my love's essence… I shudder from the excitement."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, "I'm sure you do. But I don't have much time to waste, so get on with it."

Jashin nodded slowly, and as he did I felt a connection establish between him and I. It was a very strange and foreign sensation, that made me feel like I could see in him and he could see in me. Definitely a very creepy feeling, knowing who I was connected to.

The moment I thought of that, I felt a rush of pleasure come from Jashin as he moaned, "Yeah, do it like that! Go on, throw everything you have!"

I felt some disgust, but that only increased his pleasure. Fuck, I can't even think of him badly or he will take pleasure in it! That sick fuck wasn't acting!

"Oh my queen of pleasure and pain, you are making me wet!!"

Shuddering, I closed my eyes and started emptying my mind of all thoughts to make him stop. However, I could still hear the moans for some time before they finally stopped, and Jashin said with a tired voice, "You aren't just my soulmate, you are my Queen! Do whatever you want to me, I'm your thing!"

Forcing myself to not feel anything, I said apathetically, "Just get on with the contract."

Jashin ripped his clothes apart, revealing his… extreme excitement, as he said, "It's already started! All we have to do is set the terms, and I shall be your thing!"

Seeing his hand going down for his private parts, I raised my right index, and with the motion a spike rose from the ground, impaling Jashin through the back and stopping his motion.

A little annoyed, I said, "Try to do that while in my mind again and I'm banishing you."

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Jashin finally grew quiet as he looked at me, still stuck in the air with the spike coming out of his chest. Unfortunately for me, it wasn't the only straight thing… fucking perv.

"Since you came to me with this idea, I guess you had an idea of what kind of terms we could set. I'm not too familiar with the limits myself, so the insight would be appreciated."

Jashin nodded, and said with his usual horniness, if it could be called that, "Well, I don't spy on you at all times, wouldn't be able to do so even if I wanted to. However, I senses you killing all those people and losing your mind to your killing intent. That was priceless, by the way. I don't regret being banned for enjoying this spectacle."

I'm sure you did.

I asked, "What about it then?"

Jashin pointed at his temple, and explained, "Well, first, killing intent. It generally believed that killing intent is nothing more than the projection of one's will to kill another. While this is partly true, it is also only a part of the truth. Otherwise, would there really be any difference in the killing intent of someone who killed ten people and another who killed a thousand?"

I nodded, this was something that had crossed my mind too. Ever since my first kills I have had the resolve to kill, and although it had slightly strengthened in the beginning, I had long stopped caring about the lives I took, yet my killing intent was still rising.

Jashin continued, "Killing is a sacred act, and gracing another soul to pass on leaves a mark on you. Some call it the resentment of those killed, but I believe it to be their gratitude for removing the fear of death from them."

Raising an eyebrow, I asked, "Then the more one kills, the more one is affected by theirs victims. But how come I was affected this bad, when people with weaker spirits aren't?"

Not many had higher kill counts than me, but even fewer had a stronger mind. It wasn't just pure strength of the spirit either, my mind was more refined than most.

Jashin seemed to have the answer though.

"It is because of your enhanced senses. Killing intent is intrinsically tied to one's spirit, but its nature makes it nearly impossible to feel at all times. Like chakra."

Realization dawned on me as I muttered, "My chakra hypersensitivity…"

Jashin nodded at that and said, "It grants you better senses than other people. I saw you started opening the limiters in your body. Haven't you noticed your senses always seemed to be one step ahead of your body? Well, your hypersensitivity is the answer."

Fuck, Jashin is a pain in the ass most of the time, but when he gets serious he can be quite useful.

But as those thoughts came to me, I felt the pleasure coming from Jashin spike as he moaned. Rolling my eyes, I spoke before he could, "So I can feel my killing intent more than others, and lose myself in it if I'm not careful. What about it?"

Jashin started handling the spike coming out of his torso weirdly as he replied, "Not just if you aren't careful. It is more or less inevitable, if you keep killing people then your killing intent will only keep rising, to the point it will become impossible to resist it. When you reach that point, you will turn into a mindless killing machine."

Well, that's ominous. Still, I snorted, "You would like that wouldn't you?"

Jashin, however, shook his head and replied, "While there is beauty in killing anyone, doing so without one's self control is nothing more than a waste. There is no value in murder if there isn't a proper intent."

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