Club Euphoria.
"Don, i think we should call the police or something. Or at least an ambulance. W…" the speaker's voice trailed off after he got handed a big glass brimming with cold beverage for the occasion.
This was after all, their first kill.
"What are you saying, Howard?! That fucker is dead by now! Drink up and shut your damn mouth. You don't want to follow on his footsteps, do you?"
Don roared loudly at first but the last of his lines turned into soft whisper in contrast.
Not only Howard felt the chill in the room as an even more icy shroud than the AC in the air contributed in all of them having goosebumps and gulping imaginary blockages down their throats.
It was just a simple beating in the beginning but how could the outcome be very different from what they all imagined.
In the end, no one uttered a voice of defiance.
Six students alone with their thoughts, drinking themselves to oblivion in order to forget what had transpired earlier today.
But unbeknownst to them, this would probably be the last time that they would gather in peace with their worries and woes.
* * *
"A place for drunkards and bitches directly in front of a hallowed ground for learning. What a fitting scenery." The Blood Sovereign thought as he walked easily down the lanes of the road.
"HEY!" some people dared bump into him but they were all pushed aside by an unseen force before the lot could even get an inch away of the immortal's personal space.
The domino effect of falling bodies occurred without suspense.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" most cursed in disbelief after this unusual picture came into view. A lone boy was at the center of the pedestrian lane while everyone else succumbed to the sidelines of his path.
"Is this real?! Cool af!" a student commented in surprise and after a breath or two, he got his phone from his pocket to record this unbelievable sight before him.
In his mind, this would probably go viral the moment he uploaded this masterpiece.
"Why don't i go live stream this instead?" the student quickly thought and changed the format of his spying.
All the while, the object of their wonder and fascination laid undisturbed at how their little minds functioned or not. After a minuscule pause, not a few mimicked the student's action.
The Blood Sovereign walked and all others, may it be demons or gods, shy away in fear. A much familiar setting for this aged cultivator.
"Good afternoon, honored guest! How may i be of service, Sir?"
a pretty woman asked calmly but an inner turmoil has been slowly brewing unbeknownst to the young man and the audience that he had brought alongside his entrance.
"Is he perhaps a celebrity or a son of a wealthy businessman?"
the woman asked herself and the fickle assumption had led her to stand in attention, making her twin lascivious assets almost spill out from the tight constraints that barely held them in place.
"I'm looking for my friends. They should be waiting for me in room 102." The Blood Sovereign replied and cared not for the ruckus that followed him.
Although these ants pointed their phones and cameras at his face, he has nothing but only pity for their ignorance.
They thought themselves unique, the master of their fates, but the pride in such claims couldn't have been further from the truth.
For in reality, they were nothing but playthings and toy soldiers for the gods and immortals that created them.
A pastime and a fleeting amusement to entertain the bored entities above their heads. In the end, The Blood Sovereign has only disdain towards short lived worms such as these.
But the same could not be said to those who had some debts to pay in his name. And that was what exactly what he was here to do.
To collect!
A mysterious smile appeared on the handsome face of the young man.
"Would you like me to call your friends from room 102, Sir?" the lovely receptionist asked once more.
This was Club Euphoria and the commodities served on high class establishments as this were varied but expensive. And it was also not chained by the normal restrictions such as morality and the like.
Although they have complete papers and documents for serving the more complex tastes of their customers but if they do business in a less subtler way,
the complaints they'd get from the outraged and righteous parents from the university in front would once more amount to hours of work by the management's lawyers.
This was truly relevant since time was money for everyone. Most especially for those leeches called lawyers and their laws.
A system which only caters to the wishes of the rich and the powerful, less obliging to the weak and the penniless and even outright punishing and blind to the luckless.
The lady receptionist could only sigh at her bias towards lawyers and their craft. She was only too familiar with how heartless the system really was.
"You don't need to burden yourself, woman. My friends are not worthy of your efforts." The Blood Sovereign answered and slowly ascended above the heights of these chained creatures.
Within moments, his noble form floated amidst the cold air and easily traversed the distance without the need for any wings whatsoever.
"OH MY FKCING G...!!!"
"ARE YOU ALL SEEING THIS?!!!"
The exclamations of the people rang loudly within the confines of the room but the object of their attention did not even pay their stunned nuances with a glance of his own.
Even the guards at the scene all edged away from the man who defied gravity right before their very eyes.
* * *
"TAP!"
"TAP!"
"TAP!" Three soft knocks woke the revelry from behind the private enclosed space.
"Hey, Howard! Check the door!" Don yelled at his friend because he did not want to be disturbed right now. He was busy taking pleasure at the bodies of 2 sweet gals who were only too willing to be used.