Chapter 11: Chapter 11: First game and A Problem
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After saying those words, Max did not give Leo the time to say anything before using the knife to cripple him, making him scream loudly. But since Max did not like his screams and found them noisy, so he pulled Leo's tongue out and cut it before pushing an old rag into his mouth to delay his bleeding. There were only another three children who were awake at this point, and every one of them could not help but tremble with fear in their eyes after seeing Max's action.
They all looked at Max with disgust in their eyes in the past and thought that he would one day become their fuck toy willingly because he was timid and weak. But at this time, they knew that even the devil would not dare to open his mouth in Max's presence. Abel, who was shouting and threatening Max since the start, peed himself and trembled with fear in his eyes.
As for Max, he did not care about the actions made by the group since they were all dead in his eyes. He would come to kill them one by one after finishing what he wanted to do with Leo. But after thinking for some moments, he decided to cripple them all to make sure that they would never have the ability to stand against him. He could not afford to let any of them gain his ability to move and act against him because he knew that he was not their opponent with his four-year-old body. Max did not know that what kept them this way was his magic that moved subconsciously to make his wish come true.
Although the magic awakening differed from a child to another, this wandless magic would come out because of the young wizard's emotions. And since Max craved to kill, his magic listened to his desires and released this magic wave that knocked everyone out. And after this, Max's magic did not stop at that point, but it moved in a way to restrain this group. Even if they wanted to stand up, they would not manage to do that. That was why there was nothing for Max to worry about, but he did not know all that, and he was careful enough to leave no weakness behind.
Before the group could scream this time, Max would put some old rags into their mouths after cutting their tongues in order to conceal the noise, hurting his ears. He was vicious enough to smile at them as they looked at him with terror in their eyes because he loved to see this scene, and there was nothing in the world that would make him happy other than seeing this. After making sure that every one of the ten would not have the ability to move, he went again to Leo to continue his game he started with him. "You know what I hate the most. When someone as disgusting as you tries to do something to my body makes me feel sick. I am a neat freak. Do you know that? What do you think I will do to you after you get this information?"
Max said those words with a wicked smile on his face as he used the knife to cut down Leo's small dick and his balls. During all this, Max would never allow a drop of blood to reach him as he always held a handkerchief in his hand to push away the blood. Although this body was not good enough for him as the serial killer, Max could avoid the blood at least, and if Max could not do this little thing, it would be better for him not to call himself a serial killer again. Max did not stop at this point, but he used the knife to open Leo's belly for him to see with his own eyes what was inside while his smile never left his face. Max let Leo watch everything with his own eyes from the start to the end, not caring about the young teenager, who was trembling on the ground.
Max continued his play and did not waste his time as he killed every one of the ten. Every one of the ten died in a different way than the other because Max did not like to do the same thing in the same game. That would make the game lose its amusement in his eyes. "Ah, look at all this. I let my emotions and happiness take me, and I did not realize it until they all died. Huh, that would be troublesome. How am I going to explain all this to Rocco and the others when they come back? They would not doubt that someone as weak as me would dare to do something like that, but that did not mean they would not use force against me when they see with their own eyes that I survived alone from this massacre. Huh, I have to have some control in the future and don't kill the others before thinking of everything that will happen."
After finishing the game he played with those ten, Max fell into a dilemma because he did not leave anyone alive in this hall except him. "Should I run away? I could do many more things in the outside world if I were a little older. But everyone in this gang is on my list, and I am afraid they will escape if I am not here, and it would be a little nuisance to find them again. And what could a four-year-old child do alone outside anyway? Any constable in the street would stop me and send me to another orphanage. Plus, my lovely uncle should come to find me in this place, and I have a lot to say to him. He started the game, and I should not be rude to leave him alone. This game needs two at least for us to enjoy."
Max took a seat in this room filled with blood without caring about the stench at all. In fact, this smell was what he liked, and he sensed something different with him in this room as if he was getting stronger or something. But Max could not tell what this feeling was and ended up ignoring it. He only tried to find a good reason he could give Rocco and the others when they arrived. And at this point, a wicked smile appeared on his face. "It seemed the legend of the smiling Max is going to continue in this world as well. Should I change the name, though? Since the name, 'Max' would reveal my identity in the future."
After thinking of this solution, Max stood up and used the blood of the dead gang members to draw his signature he always used in the previous world. It was quite simple, in fact, and only contained a smiling face with his name on the top. But he did not write his name this time and only used the first letter of his name. He might turn into the smiling M in this life. After doing that, he found a closet near the end of the hall to hide himself to show the others that he escaped that man called 'M' by not making a sound in this place.
Rocco and the rest of the gang took some time to return to the orphanage, and Max had to wait alone in the closet. "They are taking so long to come back. Did something happen? What is Rocco doing anyway? Does it have anything to do with my uncle? It is not like him to stay out like that. Well, it is not time to think about all this, and I should not waste my energy thinking about some dead men. I should use this time to figure out the feeling I had earlier about magic. I want to pull out something soon. It is tiring to know that something like that exists in this world, and I still can't master it and use it in hunting some guys," Max mumbled to himself after seeing that the gang members would take some time to return.
After consoling himself with those words, Max sat down in the closet and ignored the thick blood smell that could make anyone vomit after smelling it from afar. Not only the blood smell, but he closed his eyes to escape to his mind palace to clear his head from any distraction and remember the exact feeling that he felt at that time when his magic erupted against his will. But after staying for more than an hour in the same posture, Max did not have any luck. It seemed as if lady luck used all her power to stop him from doing what he wanted. All this time, Max was trying to repeat that feeling from before. But since he did not know what the magic was like in the first place and how it moved inside the body, it was no surprise that he failed again. The magic was not a small thing that anyone could figure out on their own. Tom Riddle knew that magic existed, but he could not do anything without a teacher except talking to animals and making them do what he wanted. Minerva McGonagall was one of the few that awakened their magic before she was seven, and she was a pure wizard who lived all her life in the magic world, but all she could do in her childhood was moving some petals around. At least, Max managed to figure out one thing after this experience, and that was there was some kind of energy near his heart that made him feel warm inside his body, but he did not know what it looked like since he could only sense it, but he figured that it had to do with his magic. 'What is stopping me? Even though I felt it earlier, I can't replicate it at all!!! Am I doing something wrong? I really should find some magic books. Carl should have many of those, and I should take them from him. But I will not waste any time. I am sure I can do something with this magic.' Max thought to himself as he looked at his hands.
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