Vengeance of the Returner

Chapter 160: Average life

{How was your life back on earth? why are you longing to go back?}

Astaroth question Nix who was racing towards the Babel.

"My life on earth? It was absolute shit. Maybe I Could say it was an average one. But my reason to return is my mother..."

He replied gazing at the tower that reached the sky in a faraway distance.

{I will not ask any more than this.}

Astaroth uttered noticing Nix's expression that darkened.

"Rawwr!"

Few intors growled and slowly paced towards him. He had been noticing their presence for a while using his Mana sense which he learned several days ago. They were trailing him for a few minutes since the time he left Patrick's body.

He was just a normal college student a year ago but, now he became clan lord and lord of a town who killed thousands of innocents, hunted beasts, and wanted by an alien race who calls themselves gods.

He dismounted and spilled the blood on the dagger which didn't clean after slitting Patrick and unsheathed the hidden blade gauntlet on the other hand gazing at the Intors without any reaction while expelling his mana to give off a threatening aura around him.

"Wrr! Wrr!"

The Intors that encircled him growled in a low tone surrounding him in all directions.

Though his eyes were on the battlefield his mind was dwelling on the thoughts of not being able to return.

***

Earth- 2013

Nix was in middle school. His days were pretty bad yet, he wouldn't call it not enjoyable either. He was just nonsocial. 

It was a time when his father was working nine to five jobs. Both his parents were trying their hardest to uphold their family after the insurance company they built went bankrupt. The case was solved by the time he joined the middle school and they also paid their customers back. This didn't mean his father was able to get back on the field. He needed loans and money to start up again. 

Since the trust was broken there was no chance for his father to continue his business. Nevertheless, he was still a responsible father. He was betrayed by his friends who were his partners.

Nix had his days quite entertaining until things started going downhill. He was a guy with bad luck from a young age.

Though he was a loner, there was one guy from the slum who was close to him. He was a delinquent who was a part-time pickpocketer and thug who committed small crimes. These were secrets that only Nix knew.

"Nix, don't you ever share this!"

He warned Nix and slid a wallet into his bag before he could notice.

"Sure... Sure"

Nix said without an interest looking at the guy's deep brown eyes.

"Yo!, Kumar, You bastard let's go!"

A boy called out who also seemed to be delinquent with a mohawk hairstyle and improper hairstyle.

"Aight see ya man!"

Kumar said turning towards Nix as his friend dragged him out of the class.

As usual, he packed his bag and left the classroom. When he crossed by the street where all girls were located he found Kumar and his friends standing before it with some fancy motorbikes.

Kumar had the habit of stealing from his very own classmates. Nix didn't warn him nor refrained him from doing it. He knew for a fact that he had a backing and he was also a skilled thief. In anycase, he was also a good friend who never left him alone.

"Bow! Bowww!"

As he passed by he found a stray puppy wagging his tail cheerfully. It was a hybrid of beige color labrador and a black stray.

"Hah..."

He sighed and bought gave it a few biscuits and left the street while the dog followed him a long while to his house.

"Leave man..."

"Wow woww!"

The puppy wagged his tail and circled his feet.

Nix coldly left the puppy of his house and entered. He washed his face and got back to his comfortable clothes and switched his tv on.

"Ohh? You early today?"

His mother asked slamming her handbag feeling tired from the work. She was working as a clerk in a private office since she was not a graduate getting employed was certainly hard.

She noticed the house being clean and smiled.

"Thanks for cleaning up the house son."

"Fine mom."

He said nonchalantly indifferently and continued watching tv.

His father raised him in a way that he treated people with respect and care. This was also why never acted arrogantly towards his clan members though he was also strict from time to time when it was necessary. He never disrespected someone. It was also partly due to the fact he lived as a rich kid and became a poor kid. He had tasted both lives.

He spent some time watching until it got dark.

Knock! Knock!

Hearing the few knocks he opened the door. 

"Hello my son!"

His father said cheerfully with a warm smile with a few parcels in his hand. He snatched it with a smile and walked in.

"What's so special you bought food today?"

Nix's mother asked.

"Should it be a special day to buy some food?"

He asked and took out a diamond ring from his pocket.

"Isn't it nice? It's been a while since I bought you a present."

He grinned at her as she looked at him in a daze.

"What's the special occasion? You are just an accountant who earns ten thousand rupees. And this is something that'd cost more than twenty thousand..."

His father was also reeking alcohol so she felt suspicious about him yet, decided to talk about it in the morning.

They had food cheerfully and Nix was engulfed by ecstasy and as a middle schooler, no questions in his mind.

"Ohh? I saw a dog scratching our door. Did you brought it here?"

His father asked while watching a movie along with him. 

"No, it just followed me."

"Don't let it be hungry give some food to it too."

As his father said he walked out of the house and placed a plate of food to the dog and crouched looking at the puppy who was wagging his tail while eating it.

"I thought my dad wouldn't accept owning a dog. I guess we'll be back in the business again."

He smirked and brushed its head.

"Wooww! Wooww!"

He barked and licked his hands.

"Haha, Alright sleep on the balcony for today until I convince my mom."

He opened the balcony door and led him in and locked the door.

His happiness short-lived and began to entirely crumble the very next day. The next morning his mom also allowed Nix to have the Dog.

"Woow! WooW!"

The puppy followed him as he left for school.

"Come on little guy? I am going to school now."

"Woow! Woow!"

At the end of the day, it was a stray. Stray dogs are abundant in most of the streets where he lived as such he knew that the dog would survive on its own.

"Alright, little wanderer. If that's your wish I can't help it."

Nix smirked at the dog and named him wandered since he seemed to love roaming.

"Woow! Wooow!"

He kept on barking standing in a distance.

"Bye bye wander!"

He waved his hand and entered his school gate.

"Aren't you late? Run"

The PE teacher scowled.

He nodded his head and rushed to his class. The class seemed to be in a heavy commotion as everyone was getting their bags checked.

"Get in Nix."

The class teacher permitted him in.

"Sir, no one got it, sir."

A boy said.

"I am not suspecting you. But do you possibly see Hari's wallet? It seems he lost it yesterday."

"No sir."

Nix said without the slightest hesitation. 

"Alright, can I check your bag?"

Hari, the guy who lost his bag asked.

"Fine."

He said and gave him his bag.

Within a few seconds, the guy found his wallet and looked at Nix with hostility both his classmates and his teacher looked at him with a disgusted gaze.

"I swear... I don't know how it got into my bag!"

Nix uttered and looked at Kumar who was sweating like a pig.

"How else could it get in? You stole it."

Hari uttered.

"Alright, we'll speak it in the HM's office."

Soon he was sent to the headmaster's office and they didn't believe and no one ever backed him up including Kumar who just watched him from the shadows.

The first period turned into a disaster and everyone looked at him with hostility. As soon as he went back he began questioning Kumar.

"You mother fucker! Was it you?"

"Nah! It was not me man! I don't know who threw it in!"

He outright denied the fact that he threw it in.

Nix was able to suspect only one person and it was him and that guy denied it.   

"Fine man..."

He cooled down and sat at his desk gritting his teeth. He was certainly not a pushover for taking the blame. There were people to back him up and there were no eyewitnesses nor someone who'd help him.

By lunch, the bullying started. 

"You fucking thief!"

People scowled and threw food at him. Although he punched a few of them without taking it all like a pushover he was utterly defeated and his uniform was torn up to good.

"Isn't you man?"

Nix asked once again as he saw Kumar in the washroom.

"Didn't I say no?"

Nix immediately punched him and shoved him against the mirror which made him bleed.

"AHhh!"

"You fucker! I am your friend! Why are you beating me up?"

"Why? It was you... Yet I took the blame! You didn't even come to help me and now I am your friend?"

He questioned and spat on his face.

"You bastard!"

Kumar yelled and began punching him back.

Before long their fight was stopped by their class mates. Later that evening everything took a turn in his life.

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