"How did you avoid death?

" The spirit asked

Quietly, John looked over at his dagger before closing his eyes. He thought back and began to visualize what exactly had happened when he was killed.

The guy appeared behind me and slashed my head off... That's what happened, isn't it...? John wondered as he placed his hand on his neck.

The feeling of having his head cut off, was still stuck to his throat.

John slowly raised his head before staring straight at the spirit. John's eyes widened as he realised something.

"I died...

"

But that wasn't what had surprised John, it was a simple fact that he hadn't noticed earlier. A fact which terrified him to his core.

"That man... I didn't feel his presence at all... Not a bit of mana or life... Not an ounce... Nothing, like he wasn't even there...

" John muttered

"Yeah, I know, but that didn't answer the question. You know something, don't you?

" The spirit asked

John covered his face with his palm before he muttered.

"He was just like me. I couldn't measure the amount of magic power he had, it wasn't as if he was trying to conceal it, it was there. Just, I couldn't feel it. Just like that time at the beach.

" Said John

"And?

" The spirit asked

John slowly lowered his hand as he muttered

"Don't you think it's strange...? I died and yet... I'm perfectly fine... The person who had killed me, didn't seem to notice. It was as if time... Time had... r...reversed...

"

John's voice began to shake as he began to think about the possibility of there being more like him. It just didn't make any sense. For someone else to possess the same ability as him.

"Another sacred treasure with similar properties...? No... It was more than that... But... Argh... Why can't I remember his face!?

"

With an expression full of anger, John slammed his fist straight onto the ground before slowly looking up.

"Ahh... I see... that explains it...

" John muttered as a smile was suddenly formed on his face.

"Explains what?

" The spirit asked with a grin

John let out a small quiet laugh before a smirk was formed on his face.

"Hahaha... Right before I died. I heard the sound of gears and a clock only... It didn't come from me, but felt just like mine... That young man, he has the ability to control time just like me. Only... It's much stronger.

"

"Stronger?

"

John nervously looked at the spirit in confusion before asking

"Don't you understand? He has the ability to defy space and time itself, he rewinded time as a whole... Something like that... It's inhuman.

"

Hearing this, the spirits eyes widened as the grin on it's face got wider. The look of ecstacy on it's face was that of a young boy if he were to receive his long awaited christmas present after hundreds of years.

It was disturbing, yet at the same time, understandable.

"Is that so... One... One last question...

" Said the spirit unable to contain it's excitement

"So you owe me.

" Said John before turning to the back of the room

"Huh?

" The spirit asked

John glanced at the sprit before repeating what he had said.

"So that you'll owe me.

"

"...

"

The spirit quietly stared at John without saying anything, the grin still remained widely displayed on his face.

"You were going to ask why did I tell you all of this. That's so that you'll owe me, and forgive me for breaking the promise.

" Said John with a smile

"Hahaha... Out of everyone I've met before, you truly are the most confusing. You act kind and caring, yet on the inside, you're cruel, heartless and crazy, aren't you?

" The sprit asked

John could tell from the way it asked, that it was trying to get on his nerves, and even if it wasn't, it didn't matter to John. He simply, didn't care.

"So what if I am?

" John asked with a smile

"...?

"

"Ever since I've reincarnated into this world, nothing about me had remained the same. My soul merged with this body, changing my personality. I was nearly killed many times. Hell I've been backstabbed, but so what?

"

The grin on the spirits face slowly disappeared as the smile on John's face got wider.

"Being cruel, selfish, crazy, lazy, heartless. It's all part of the life cycle. Everyone has a dark side in them. And don't worry, you're not my dark side, after all. You haven't truly seen how dark I can be.

" Said John before taking a step into the dark side.

As he did, the half of the room which was dark, suddenly turned to four, tenths as the darkness retreated back.

Confused, the spirit also retreated back a step.

"H-How are you!?

"

"Ahh so that's how it works...

" John muttered as he slowly moved around his hair.

I should probably cut this hair soon.

"Y-You...!

"

"Calm down.

"

John then took another step before looking at the nervous spirit as he said

"See.

"

The darkness hadn't retreated any further back and remained the same, yet the spirit was still shook.

"...?!

"

"I still haven't forgiven you for hurting Zestari, in fact. I would probably have gotten rid of you by now if I didn't need you. You're bad but deep down, there's probably a little light.

" Said John

"Light...? Deep down...? You... Hahaha... A mere kid, dares to look down on me...? You think I need your pity?

"

The air around the room quickly changed as John turned glared at the spirit?

"Pity? Don't get ahead of yourself.

" Said John, coldly.

"Ah... I see... I thought it was strange. How you remained so calm, this confident attitude... That light which stopped me from fully taking over... Haha, that girl still left a portion of her light magic inside of you didn't she?

" He asked

Without replying John simply closed his eyes.

"Bye.

"

Just a single word was all John left as he disappeared from the room