Descent of the Demon Master

?! I'm gonna finish you off for good, pal!” Choi Yeong-Su tried to sound haughty, but his voice was pitifully trembling.

Kang Jin-Ho slowly shook his head.
“You're wrong.”

“W-what am I wrong about?!”

“It's not that I still don't know…
You helped me remember it again, after all.”

“…?”

“Thank you for making me realize that I have to stay 'me' to live an ordinary life.”

Choi Yeong-Su shuddered again.
“What bullsh*t are you trying to spew now?”

A chilling grin formed on Kang Jin-Ho's lips.
This smile obscured in darkness was like a cold dagger stabbing into Choi Yeong-Su's eyes.

Kang Jin-Ho slowly walked closer to Choi Yeong-Su, one deliberate step at a time, and muttered, “I wonder, what have you done wrong?”

“W-what was that, you f*ck! I, I haven't done anything wrong!” Choi Yeong-Su somehow managed to stand back up despite stumbling about ungainly.
He raised his clenched fist and got ready to defend himself, only to realize how badly his arms were shaking. 

'W-why am I shaking so much?!'

An unfamiliar feeling Choi Yeong-Su had never sensed before traveled throughout his entire body, causing his heart to pound away madly.

Kang Jin-Ho chuckled derisively.
“You haven't done anything?”

Choi Yeong-Su clenched his fists even tighter as his opponent gradually got closer. 

'He blindsided me back then, but now…!'

He felt confident about winning against anyone in a proper fight.
He was none other than Choi Yeong-Su, after all!

“Hah!” Choi Yeong-Su roared and threw an almighty haymaker at Kang Jin-Ho's face.

POW!

His fist accurately slammed into Kang Jin-Ho's cheek, producing a dull noise.
Choi Yeong-Su almost cried out in elation when his fist connected.

'Take a good look! I am not a weakling.
I was merely flustered back then!'

Unfortunately for him, though, the only sound his mouth could make was a scream, not a joyous cry. 

“Aaaaaaahk?!”

Choi Yeong-Su rolled around on the ground while pitifully holding his hand.
It hurt like crazy as if he struck a slab of concrete with his bare fist.

“Argh…
G-goddamn it! F*ck…!” Choi Yeong-Su spat out curses and moans.

Kang Jin-Ho leisurely walked up and crouched near Choi Yeong-Su's head.
“I want you to think carefully about it.”

“You…! I will never let this go, you hear me!” Choi Yeong-Su roared in anger, but that only rewarded him with Kang Jin-Ho's hand grabbing his face.
“Euh…!”

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“Don't.
Make.
Me.
Repeat.
Myself.”

“…!”

Kang Jin-Ho's eyes burned fiercely like a predator about to pounce on its prey.
Choi Yeong-Su, who was on the receiving end of that bone-chilling glare, felt this illogical sensation of his throat getting ripped apart.

'Fear?!' 

Choi Yeong-Su realized that fear was taking over every fiber of his being. '

‘Wha…
what the f*ck is he?!'

The 'Kang Jin-Ho' of a few days ago already felt somewhat different from the one Choi Yeong-Su remembered.
The difference back then was somewhat noticeable, but this time! This 'Kang Jin-Ho' had to be a completely different person from the one a few days ago.

And it was not even a 'good' difference, either.
It was as if this Kang Jin-Ho wasn't even human! A human being… A human being couldn't be like this.
Where on God's green Earth would you find a human being capable of making you shiver so pitifully with just a glare?

Kang Jin-Ho softly asked, “You still don't get it?”

Cruuunch!

“Kkeuh…?!” Choi Yeong-Su wanted to scream at the extreme pain shooting up from his right hand, but for some weird reason, not much sound came out of his mouth.
His body even stopped listening to his brain's commands.
The 'fear' exceeding the limits of pain was driving him crazy. 

'Is…
is this a dream? Am I dreaming or something?'

The pain shooting up from his right arm was murderous.
In that case, why couldn't he scream like normal? Trying so hard to scream only got him a sore throat with no sound, which made everything so much worse and… so much more terrifying.

Kang Jin-Ho grinned coldly.
“Well, then.
Think about it one more time.”

“…!” Choi Yeong-Su tried to say something, but his lips didn't want to listen to him.

“Still don't get it, huh?”

Cruuunch!

This time, it was the left hand.
Choi Yeong-Su began spasming like he was suffering from a stroke. His eyes turned bloodshot like he had become a madman.
And just like a second ago, no sound came out of his mouth.

Kang Jin-Ho quietly growled, “Think.
If you can't figure it out, then… It's not going to end.”

Choi Yeong-Su desperately racked his brain.
He needed to answer.
He must answer!

“Now, talk.”

Choi Yeong-Su gave his everything to open his mouth.
But what could he possibly say when his vocal pressure point had been sealed already?

“I can't hear you.”

Cruuunch!

It was now the right leg.
Choi Yeong-Su's arms shot up in shock.
Pain beyond description drove him utterly crazy inside.
He flailed about like a drowning man.

Kang Jin-Ho stared at Choi Yeong-Su before whispering softly, “Do you wish to speak?”

Choi Yeong-Su desperately nodded.
His face had long become a mess of tears and snot.

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“Do you want me to stop?”

Choi Yeong-Su nodded hard enough to snap his head off.

“But…
Did you stop when Park Yu-Min begged you to stop?”

“…!”

“Relax.
I won't hurt you more than what you've already done.
Try to remember everything you've done.
Then, you'll get a good idea of what I'm going to do to you.” A chilling grin formed on Kang Jin-Ho's face again.
“Now, speak.”

“…!”

“I can't hear you!”

Cruuunch!

Choi Yeong-Su trembled on the ground like a wet dog.
But Kang Jin-Ho was still unfazed by this sight, his words remained calm and relaxed.
“Speak up.”

“…!”

“What was that?”

Cruuuunch!

Choi Yeong-Su wanted to bite his tongue if he could.
Dying felt like a better option than being subjected to this indescribable pain.
But he just couldn't move any muscle around his mouth no matter how hard he tried.

“You still can't figure it out?”

Choi Yeong-Su looked up and silently pleaded with Kang Jin-Ho.
He couldn't speak nor move his body, but… The light in his eyes should still reach his tormentor.

“I guess I should stop messing around, then.
Now, speak.” Kang Jin-Ho finally unsealed Choi Yeong-Su's vocal pressure point.

The latter, still trembling pitifully, reached out with his faltering hand at Kang Jin-Ho.
“P-p-please…
don't…
kill me…”

“I'm not going to kill you.
That will be letting you off the hook too easily.
So, speak.
What have you done wrong? What was your mistake?”

“I…
I'm so sorry…”

Kang Jin-Ho shook his head.
“That's not what I wanted to hear…”

“P-please, I…”

“Listen well.” Kang Jin-Ho leaned in closer.
“Your mistake was provoking me.”

Choi Yeong-Su hurriedly nodded.

“But that's fine, I was thinking of letting most of the crap slide, you see.
I tried to be more understanding even if you had gotten on my nerves since this isn't the world I used to live in.”

Choi Yeong-Su continued to nod, even though he couldn't understand what Kang Jin-Ho had said just now.
His instincts told him to keep nodding away, so that was what he did.

“But then, you went ahead and did something unforgivable.” Kang Jin-Ho's eyes grew so much colder and murderous as he glared at Choi Yeong-Su.