The Supreme Satanic System

His head jerked up, and he saw no one inside the hall when he suddenly heard a clapping sound inside the hall.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Now he could hear that the source of the clap was very near to his right ear, but when he turned his head, he saw no one. “Who are you? Show yourself?” he shouted in full vigilance.

“You’ve grown up to be a great seedling, a great sensei.” A mechanical voice echoed inside the hall and a silhouette cloaking in all black appeared in front of Kemino.

Kemino took out a fountain pen from inside his shirt and the next moment, the pen enlarged and abruptly transformed into a black Katana with a rubber handle. “Who are you? And how are you sneaking in here?”

“Ho-ho-ho, you have the Katana of Enlightenment, too. Good, good.” the man in the cloak praised him with a light chuckle.

“You know about my katana?!”

Kemino was even more surprised to discover that this man knew it when even the head of the Carver family he was now serving did not know about his pen-slash-katana. “Who the hell are you?”

“Heh, don’t give me that face. Didn’t your little princess Diana tell you something about me regarding our impromptu meeting recently?” the man in the black cloak replied.

Director Kemino contemplated morosely while glancing at the intruder with full vigilance, ready to attack him at any moment. “You are the vigilante, Night Owl?!” he exclaimed, pointing the tip of the katana at the man in the cloak. “So you have been following ‌her from that time onward? Why are you following after Miss Diana Carver? You better give me a good reason or….”

“Or what?” The man in the cloak replied lazily. “Nah, I’m not telling you that. Let me see what you can do to me.”

“Then I have no choice. I’ll simply have to browbeat you into a confession.” Kemino raised his Katana of Enlightenment high ‌in the air. He chanted a spell in old Hebrew, conjuring spirit energy inside his body and a blood symbol of a pair of fangs appeared on his forehead. Then he infused the spirit energy into the katana, which then turned into the blood-red blade, and he finally shouted, “Vampiric Mortal Strike, activate!” He took a step forward, and he was so fast that he appeared just before the man with the cloak and cut down the crimson red sword vertically. “Hah!”

But the outcome was not what Kemino pictured in his mind as the intruder stopped it just by using his pinky. This brought him a Déjà vu feeling, but sadly, it was the intruder who stopped his katana with his pinky finger this time.

Director Kemino made a serious face for the first time in his life and he quickly stepped back and wondered in his mind. “How is this even possible? My katana never failed to cut down on my opponents before!”

“Is this all you got? Then I’ll take back my previous words. It makes me so sad that you seem so weak.” Night owl scoffed at him while shaking his head.

This was the first time in Kemino’s life that someone blatantly insulted him considering his martial strength face to face and it gave a hefty blow to his unwavering martial will. In anger, he glared at the man in black and his body shook for an instance. He then chanted another spell in old Hebrew and shouted, conjuring stronger spiritual energy, which was then infused into his sword and he shouted and disappeared, “Vampiric Godly strike, activate!”

Suddenly, he reappeared just before the intruder and slashed his katana down over his head.𝗈𝒱𝑙𝒩xt.𝗇𝓔t

But the outcome was the same as before. Night owl caught his katana with his pinky finger again and he tapped lightly on it with his pinky once.

Bang!

With a loud banging sound, it threw Kemino backward, and he landed steadily on his feet after flipping his body three times in the air, balancing out the force of the impact in the red katana.

“Hmm, still disappointing. Can you do better than this?” Night owl said, agitating him even more. “You are not even worth my time. I should simply kill you like a pest.”

Kemino, on hearing his words, became so angry that he nearly lost his composure, but he bit his own tongue and remained calm. Then once again, he chanted another spell, and he lunged at the Night owl shouting. “Vampiric Almighty Strike, activate!”

Once again, his blood-red blade was easily blocked by Night Owl’s pinky easily. “Hmm, disappointing! Now I’m pissed, royally.” A pair of green lights flashed out, which seemed to be from his eyes, sending a killing intent so intense that Kemino was frozen stiff in his position.

His brain kept telling him to move back as quickly as possible, knowing that if he didn’t move back within a minute, it would be done for him. But his legs didn’t listen to him as he couldn’t even move a muscle.

A mechanical voice spoke again. “Hey, kiddo, listen carefully. I’m not here for your little miss in the first place. Actually, I’m here to have a talk with you. But things got more and more interesting until you showed your pathetic strength by drawing your katana at me. Now I’m bored.” He further added. “Well, since you gave your newest student a chance, I think it would be fair to give you another one, the same. I’ll give you one more shot to strike at me once again. But this time you better use your everything in it and if I’m not satisfied then I’ll still take your head as a trophy for making me bored. And if you could impress me, then I will show my face and we can have a nice little talk again. Alright,” He again struck the katana with his pinky, sending Kemino backward the same way he had before.

This time Kemino almost fell over the floor, but he managed to steady himself by stabbing the wooden floor with the katana. “Fine, then I’ll go all out this time. And if I accidentally kill you, then you better not blame me.” This time, he cut his palm with the katana and began to smear with his blood, staining the already crimson-red blade with real blood. Then he began to chant a new spell in old Hebrew.

First, the red symbol of two fangs on his forehead disappeared, and then another tattoo appeared on his forehead. This tattoo also sent a dazzling light out and ended with a greenish tattoo of a grotesque-looking shinigami face.

Seeing the new tattoo on Kemino’s forehead, Night Owl smiled for the first time. And he thought, “So you inherited my family’s contract crest, too. Good, now I’m feeling a bit nostalgic. So, kiddo, don’t disappoint me.”

p Meanwhile, a new explosive spiritual energy flooded inside Kemino’s body. He then instilled the spiritual energy into the katana and soon it began to change colors from blood-red to green. “Brace yourself. This is the third time I’m using this skill and nobody knew about this move as those that had witnessed, were already sent to the underworld.” Then he made a war cry. “Dragon Beheading strike!” In a flash, he appeared just before Night Owl and swiftly struck down the katana over his head.

His most proud sword strike was easily stopped by Night Owl’s pinky once again. Kemino was so stupefied that he stopped breathing for a while.

The night owl released his hand and glanced at it before praising Kemino for the first time. “Haha….haha. Now, this is what I have been talking about. Kiddo, you can keep your life as you have passed my test.”

“What do you mean? Isn’t it the same outcome?” Kemino asked, and he resigned to his fate, further saying, “Let’s be honest, you can kill me now. I would rather you not insult me anymore.”

“No, you are wrong. I’m not insulting you. See this.” The Night Owl showed his pinky that he had been using to stop the katana all this time.

Kemino glanced at his pinky and saw that his pinky was perfectly fine. And he screamed angrily, “Are you humiliating me again?”

Night Owl began to explain further with a sincere tone. “No, I’m not. Look carefully. The tip of your katana left a white mark on my pinky. Also, don’t take it lightly since I can count on one hand who has ever managed to do this to me. So, you win the bet. Alright, let me ask one question before I reveal my identity to you. ” “What kind of sword skill are you planning to teach Bobby Bradford?” He asked without beating on the bush.

Kemino felt so desperate for the first time that he didn’t know whether to be happy or not that he had kept his life safe. For one thing, he knew that the man before him was very strong and overpowered him. He made a long sigh and replied, “So you are here for Bobby.” “Alright, since he has become a pure royalty-level vampire, I’m planning to inherit him with my Vampiric Almighty Strike skill.”

“No, you absolutely can’t do that.” Night Owl responded briskly.