Sins of Yesterday

Chapter 5: Chapter Five


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Sins of Yesterday

Chapter 5

Wandering around the city while looking for notable items, Vorjax was disappointed. This city doesn't have any items of good quality; rather it feels like a junk shop selling decapitated items that don't make any sense.

However, Vorjax saw something that catches his eye- preferably supernatural eyes.

It was an item that looks so weird, to the point that Vorjax suddenly thought in their language: "That looks like shit"

But even under that deliberate rust was a good quality mecha, maybe owned by some rich or was once owned by a general.

Walking towards it, it was until then he realized that it was coincidentally a junk shop.

The shopkeeper saw him and his clothes, looking quite rich with the fabric he don't know.

Snickering, the shopkeeper said: "We don't have anything for you, a young master worth looking for."

Vorjax glanced at his condensing attitude and didn't care. "I want that rusty mecha"

"It's not for sale"

With a stolid face, Vorjax didn't budge:  "I'd buy it double"

Looking at his determined face, the shopkeeper gave in. "Fine." and went silent for a second, "You don't have to pay. It's just an old rusty mecha anyway."

But looking at the shopkeeper's face, Vorjax then understood that the shopkeeper have lingering feelings for the mecha.

He does not understand, what is a mecha that old worth of?

Shouldn't he just give up? What does being nostalgic do?

Packing up the old mecha, the shopkeeper's face finally showed melancholy. And eventually, gave the mecha.

Vorjax left, confused with the human, why does it feel like he once knew that face before?

But Vorjax stopped the complicated thoughts as he felt a murderous glare, and suddenly a beam fast as the speed of light went through him.

People sensed it and numerous gasps sounded "Someone was attacked!"

"There's an assassin!"

It was a sniper with ammo of B-M1, it does not do any physical injury but rather affects your mental power, which does not work on Vorjax.

Countless murmurs went around disturbingly, looking at Vorjax who didn't move, concluding that he was fighting the impeding mental power, which of course is not true.

Annoyed, Vorjax used what humans call mental power and apprehended the suspects. 

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The people were on guard against him as he might suddenly go crazy; which surprised them no.

The sub-city's alarm also sensed that there was an assassination and soldiers from all ways came unhurriedly, marching towards the scenery

The people around were asked about what happened.

"That young man was attacked using sniper, we just saw a beam now.."

"Yeah a beam went through him"

"What happened to the young man?"

Yet the soldiers just asked the passerby, not about the victim.

And even entered a fighting stance, as if the victim was ready to pounce anytime.

It was not until Vorjax finally moved as he apprehended the suspects, that the soldiers attacked him.

The people around exclaimed, "ah!"

But before they could touch the young man's clothes, they bounced back. As if there was a sphere around Vorjax, protecting him.

Before could Vorjax speak, a shout came. "What is this commotion about?"

Who spoke is a big, short, man who seems to scream the word "I'm rich" with gold all over his body.

He saw the assassin, and screamed in shock, "My dog!! How dare you do that to my dog!!"

In a futuristic era, who still has slaves? The people around were bewildered. 

Angrily, the man stomped: "Guards! Get that man and beat him up for me!!" 

"Poor people dare to mess with me!! Do you know how rich I am? HA! Better than at least the poor people here!!"

This triggered the citizens, "What do you mean by that?!"

Big, short, rich man: "You should lick my toes!"

"You rich people's money came from us common citizens!"

"So what? You all are poor ants! What, guards, get that man and beat him up!"

Vorjax was annoyed with the flies and bees, nonchalantly, he raised his hands. 

The big, short man was as if strangled, his short legs kept twisting around, "Then… Tell your master, the King, is back."

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