Deep inside the school—
someone laughed quietly.
Not normal laughter.
The kind born from obsession.
A dark-skinned student stood alone inside an abandoned hallway near the old science wing. Blood covered his hands, his uniform, even his face.
The walls around him were painted with massive bloody murals.
Not paint.
Actual blood.
The bodies of several bullies laid scattered nearby, barely conscious and trembling in fear.
One tried crawling away.
The student grabbed him by the hair violently and forced him upward.
Then spat directly into his mouth.
Disgust.
Hatred.
Humiliation.
"I made preparations for this day…"
His voice echoed unnaturally through the corridor.
"…Jhonathan."
He smiled widely.
"I will end you."
The surviving bullies were terrified.
Even the toughest among them froze completely.
Because despite the student's overweight appearance—
he looked horrifying.
Like a vengeful god wearing human skin.
Blood dripped down his face while his eyes glowed with insanity.
One bully desperately pulled out a knife and charged at him.
Big mistake.
The student effortlessly grabbed the blade mid-swing.
Then slowly turned it toward himself.
And cut open his own chest.
The bullies screamed.
Blood poured down his body as he calmly used his fingers to draw a glowing magic circle directly onto his skin.
The symbols pulsed violently.
Dark red mana erupted outward.
"E evir arigato."
The chant distorted the air itself.
Suddenly—
his body changed.
His pupils disappeared completely.
Veins darkened.
His expression emptied into something inhuman.
A mindless being.
A creature consumed entirely by sin.
Then he began drawing more circles.
Every wall.
Every classroom.
Every hallway.
Blood techniques.
Ancient symbols connected to the Reincarnation of Sin—
Gluttony.
The school itself began changing.
Students suddenly felt hungry without reason.
Others became aggressive.
Some collapsed from exhaustion as their mana slowly drained into the symbols hidden across the building.
The murals were feeding.
Meanwhile—
Jhonathan stopped walking mid-hallway.
His instincts screamed immediately.
Gelly appeared beside him silently.
"…That's bad."
Golly looked unusually serious too.
"That's not ordinary gluttony."
Jhonathan stared toward the dark end of the school corridor.
Then quietly tightened his grip around the twin daggers.
Because somewhere ahead—
something was waiting specifically for him.