DESTINY GAMES

The lack of a victim for his anger made him angrier. He said, "I regret it. I regret all of it."

He regrets not leaving as soon as the Count wanted to leave the city. He regrets listening to the Count to return to the headquarters. He regrets rushing to get help from the hero society instead of rushing back to New London himself.

He believes that if he had done something a little different, he might not be in his current situation. He is sure about that concerning his last regret.

He had rushed to report to the hero society about the Count’s help. He didn’t create any anchor along the way. He was in a rush, and he thought that they would follow him immediately to enact revenge.

But they didn’t do that. Instead, they captured him and sealed his ability as if he was some criminal. Then they took his testimony and locked him up while they went to deliberate on the proper course of action.

It truly feels like he is a criminal, and they are deliberating on how much of a prison sentence they will give him instead of how far they will go to bring the killer to justice.

Without anything to throw, he began pacing about the room. But he didn’t pace about for long before someone opened the door and walked in.

The person was an old man. He was older than Count, as his hair was completely white and his skin was actually wrinkled. He was wearing a large black kimono and used a large sword as a walking cane.

The old man was accompanied by two others, but Rewind didn’t spare them a glance. His eyes were entirely focused on the founder of the Caped Crusader.

Rewind asked anxiously, "So? What have you decided?"

One of the people accompanying the founder chastised him. She said, "Patience, young man. Patience."

He finally spared her his attention. She was floating over the ground slightly. Her figure was bobbing up and down in the air as if she were a buoy in the sea. There was a faint green light around her that matched her green hair and green eyes.

She was an omega and a very powerful one at that. But he wasn’t scared of her.

He said to her, "Don’t tell me to be patient. I have been more than patient with you. Now tell me what you have come to say or get the fuck out of here."

The old man spoke. "We have decided to make this matter the society’s priority. We know far too little about the killer and the situation for us to join in headfirst."

"We believe that the war going on in the city is getting bigger and more complicated than it should. So it would be prudent of us to gather some information and get our bearings first."

Rewind wanted to say something about how disappointed and angry he was about the verdict, but a green force bound his mouth and prevented him from speaking. He could only glare at the green devil oppressing him.

His forced silence ensured that the founder wouldn’t be interrupted. So the founder continued in peace and quiet, "Be that as it may, the society won’t stop you from going after the killer yourself. We won’t stop anyone who wants to get revenge for the Count from doing their own investigations. But let it be known that they won’t have the help of the society. They will be essentially on their own."

"In light of this, you are to regain your freedom. I suggest that you cherish it and the life that the Count sacrificed himself for. Have a good day."

The founder turned around and began to leave. The green floating devil removed the force shutting him up and followed after him.

Rewind was finally able to speak. He said, "I am ashamed of you."

He didn’t shout or roar. His voice was calm as he said that. He would have appeared calm if his body hadn’t been shaking and his eyes tearing up.

The other person beside the founder finally moved. He was a man tattooed from head to toe. The black ink of the tattoo changed his skin from whatever complexion it was before to black.

Only his hair and eyes were free from the black tattoos. Not even his lips were spared. The clothes he wore only made him appear weirder than normal. It didn’t help him look like a normal person at all. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The man stepped forward and touched Rewind. A large black tattoo of a spider web on his body shrank and entered the man’s hand. Then the tattooed man left with the founder.

Rewind regained the use of his ability, but he didn’t immediately disappear. He packed his things calmly and asked Sky, "Will you help me, Sky?"

She shook her head and said, "I can’t. I have work to do here."

He nodded and finished packing. Then he left his room without looking back. He didn’t curse her or lash out at her for not helping him in his time of great need. Recent events have already numbed him to disappointment.

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He didn’t go to New London alone, though. He went around the headquarters asking others for help. He had very little hope of success, but his efforts didn’t go to waste.

Many heroes signed up to help him find the killer. They cared about the Count in one way or the other. He had helped them in many ways and many times, so they wanted to see justice done for him.

This group of avengers left Paris for New London in a bid to find the killer of the immortal count. They had a tracker and a talented null amongst their numbers. So they were confident of success.

They would have been more confident if there was an omega amongst them, but no omega followed them on this mission. It is because, despite the verdict being that anyone could go to look for revenge, omega supers had been secretly forbidden from doing that.