Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs

Although he was being fired upon, Seth was unbothered, from his point of view, the leader of the squad had been quite slow when he gave out the order for them to fire, and then could see the men slowly pull in the trigger, though he had to applaud the speed of the bullets which whizzed out.

The bullets moved at a speed that would have definitely penetrated his skin before his breakthrough, but now with just some effort he knew he could dodge them, but he had no plans of doing such.

His plan was to casually walk through the storm of bullets and then kill off the idiots attacking him, but just as was about to act on this incredible decision, a thought popped up in his head.

After his revival, Seth had pondered a lot on the reason for his death, obviously, he blamed his arrogance, his untrained fighting skills, his addictive love for a thrilling battle, and unfortunately a bunch of many other things, which he realized to his horror he could not change.

Unless he began taking suppressants for his emotions, Seth couldn't imagine himself being humble enough to be cautious against an enemy he felt was a near equal to him in power or worst of all below him, just the mere thought of it had him shuddering in disgust, which was why immediately he had his breakthrough and felt he was stronger than Trecuhi, he had immediately rushed over to confront the man.

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But Seth didn't want to die again, being all confident and prideful was a natural and exhilarating feeling to him, but the fact that he died was also a source of great shame to him, and though he selfishly and greedily clinged on to this second chance he had gotten, the fact that he was alive due to the feelings and choice of another person was a hit to his pride.

Seth wanted to change that, before his death, thoughts of being modest would have been easily thrown out of his head due to how disgusting it made him feel, but after dying, Seth knew he needed to cull his excessive arrogance.

Summoning up all his determination he had to avoid another death and then filling his mind with the feelings of shame brought about by his death, Seth decided to be humble against this group of soldier stage cultivators, he decide to actually take them seriously.

Acting on his thought, Seth abandoned his idea to withstand the incoming shots and immediately dodged the bullets while letting one hit him on his left right arm so as to be sure of its effect on him, and Just like he expected the bullet crashed into his arm but other than leaving a white mark and a numbing feeling, it fell off and before the soldiers could even register that Seth had long since left his previous position.

Seth arrived beside them and launched a kick on the chest of the first person, cleanly diving him into half. and just before the person could realize that he had been split in half, Seth's leg was already slicing through the next person, it was like these people had been frozen in time and he was the only one moving, that was just how fast he was compared to lowly soldier stage cultivators.

Just as Seth moved to take out the next man, the feeling of disgust which had been brewing within him, erupted with full force and scrambled all his body controls, and he found himself crashing uncontrollably on his next target, splattering the unfortunate person and whoever was unlucky to be in his path.

With his body drenched in blood and pieced of flesh, Seth crashed to the floor of the hallway and rolled on it till he slammed into its walls.

He lay there trembling all over as he felt a presence come over him, a presence which filled his mind with absolute fear and dread, a fear able to induce the thoughts of suicide in his head, this was a fear different from what he had felt when he faced Treuchi, various ways in which he could kill himself went through his head, but ironically the only thing stopping him from doing so was this same presence that had sent his body neurons haywire.

Still trembling, Seth lay on the ground, unconsciously watching as the remaining men who survived his crash rushed and surrounded him with their guns pointed at him and looking at him warily, probably wondering what had happened after seeing their suddenly dead comrades and the man who should be their only possible attacker trembling on the floor, some of them even began pointing their guns at the surroundings searching for any other assailant in the vicinity.

Seth could see their actions and their lips moving but all this passed over his head as tried to hold onto his sanity, with every second that passed, the fear within Seth quickly grew and before he knew it, his lips moved, about to beg for help, but with a quick reaction and a fierce look in his eyes, Seth bit his lips, refusing to succumb even as his teeth dug into his lips and blood flowed.

Rose, Alexia, the entity within him, Seth was filled with so much fright that his body and mind begged him to scream for help from any of them or any other person he could think of, but this time bit his lips as he resisted this feeling, his body trembled harder and by the next minute tears flowed down Seth's eyes.

The falling of his tears seemed to satisfy the presence as it immediately disappeared, taking away with it its horrible aura, but its departure seemed to have no effect on Seth as he kept on trembling on the ground and then suddenly burst out into full-blown sobs.

The sight of a grownup man who had once been their enemy lying on the floor and crying like a child had the surrounding men shaken and sending looks of pity at him.

Seth knew what had just happened, he had been warned, that presence had come as a result of him acting out of script and trying to tame his arrogance, he tried to be cautious and now he had been warned.

He had thought he had felt what it meant to be subjugated to the wishes of another, but now he realized how naïve he had been, a few minutes ago he had been taught that he was just a dog as his master came to remind him to behave.

He had thought that his plan to tame his emotions was him being smart, but now he further that he realized that he had still been arrogant, it was his arrogance which had motivated him to overcome the disgust within him and try to act modest but now he had been told his place,

"A puppet meant to be arrogant, prideful, and heartless for reasons Seth still didn't know of".

"Power has its price," the entity lying dormant deep within Seth thought, this wasn't its first time seeing such a scene, and it had no thoughts of this ever being it's last.