The Anti-hero 71 No Title

The only time he felt pain was when his b.l.o.o.d.y heavenly demon evolved, but there was no time when that happened as his quest system evolved.

In conclusion: he had reached his limits with the b.l.o.o.d.y celestial demon but not with his quest system, which could still be evolved.

Upon reaching this conclusion Tyler relaxed a lot, almost as if he was going to release a great weight from his shoulders.

"I see. But I have a question for you. Who are you and why do you know so much about waking up?"

Seeing Tyler speak so calmly surprised the old woman, no matter what kind of person she was, whoever had accepted reality so quickly spoke volumes about her strong mentality.

But he was only briefly surprised. Although this was very rare, it was not the first time I had seen it.

.....

But Tyler was much more surprised than the old woman, since after asking his question, something happened that Tyler never expected to see.

For the first time in the entire conversation ...... The old woman took her gaze off the ceiling and looked directly at him.

His eyes had nothing.

They had neither cornea nor pupils, the only thing that could be seen in those eyes ........ It was a sacred light that emanated a divine presence, their eyes were similar to a pair of flashing crystals with sacred light.

His eyes completely lit up the room with such clarity that anyone would think they were outdoors.

"Sorry boy, but here is the one asking the questions! It's me!"

After the old woman's bold and arrogant statement, Tyler's eyes began to blur and turn white.

Only after a few seconds Tyler's eyes gleamed pale white, but that was not all.

His body was as still as a statue, even his face had a stoic and emotionless expression.

"Who are you? What is your name?" The old woman asked calmly.

"I am me ..... My name is Tyler Olson." Tyler replied but his voice didn't sound natural at all. It sounded stiff and even a little robotic, but it spoke very clearly.

"Where are you from?" The old woman asked again.

"I was born and raised here in glory city." Tyler replied quickly.

The old woman took a serious expression and asked the question she wanted to ask from the beginning.

"What are you? A hero or a villain?"

The question might sound silly to anyone prior to waking up. But now these two terms were in fact widely used.

This was the way people used to refer to the awakened ones who had taken "the path of good or evil."

The question could also be interpreted by Are you a good or a bad person? Haven't you misused your powers? Ect.

Further. As long as Tyler was under his control, it was impossible for him to lie to him.

.......

But the only answer he got was an awkward silence. The old woman had never thought in her life that silence could be so deafening.

For the first time in the entire conversation the old woman took a very serious expression and looked closely at Tyler.

What he saw was a beautiful young man who was at most 17 years old, wearing strange white robes (now mostly stained with his own blood) with red finishes. Her hair was long and messy, giving her a kind of wild style.

His face was well defined and manly, highlighted by his challenging eyes that looked at the old woman with a frown.

Those black eyes like the abyss looked directly at her, expressing the clear dissatisfaction with being controlled and forced to answer the questioning of the old woman.

Although a person who was under his control was impossible to lie to him. If he could resist responding simply by counting on his strong will.

But in this type of situation distractions of any kind are not allowed.

Tyler was somehow resisting her powers. Although it was not the first time this happened, it always happened when he used his powers on very strong people.

He never thought that he would have to use all his power to dominate Tyler.

....

The old woman's eyes began to glow so brightly that she looked like a broken prey dripping with holy lights.

Almost immediately Tyler's eyes shone again and fell under his control, but not before giving an angry look at the old woman, who for some reason had a bad feeling right now.

"How old are you?" The old woman asked to confirm that Tyler was under her control.

"24 years." Tyler responded robotically.

The old woman was not much surprised to learn Tyler's true age, after all she was also older than she appeared.

But thanks to the reply, he was able to confirm that Tyler was under his control.

"What are you, a hero or a villain?" The old woman asked again.

But as if it were a bad joke, the same situation as before happened again. There was only silence.

Just when the old woman thought Tyler wouldn't answer. Answered:

"I don't know, nor do I care."

"Explain yourself." The old woman demanded in surprise at Tyler's response.

"Hero? I'm not the type of person to go around the world saving people, solving the problems of others, or helping everyone who comes across.

Villain? I am not a ma.s.s murderous psychopath or an idiot with delusions of grandeur. I will not harm those who do not provoke me, so I do not consider myself a hero or a villain.

I am me! If one day I see a child hungry and alone on the streets, I will feed him and help. Not because I'm a good person, I would because I know I won't feel good about myself later.

I do it for myself well, not his.

I am selfish, I am proud, cruel and ambitious. But I can also be loving and kind.

I am neither a hero nor a villain, I am only a human. "

The old woman backed away in surprise, not at Tyler's response. What surprised the old woman was that in the middle of her statement, Tyler had stopped sounding robotic and monotonous and began to have more feelings and emotion.

He showed contempt when talking about villains, mocked when talking about heroes.

But that was not all. Tyler's eyes turned scarlet red with three tomes. Its height began to increase slowly until reaching 2.5 meters in height, two black horns grew from its forehead, one large and the other medium. Its teeth and claws grew and showed incredible sharpness. And for the first time, Tyler's skin began to turn a little red.

His hair was no longer his usual deep black, it had turned into a blood red.

When Tyler finished transforming, so had his statement.

But what made the old woman so surprised that she took a step back, was that almost as if nothing ..... Tyler got up from his bed and stood in front of the old woman.

Tyler looked like a giant looking angrily at the old woman.

And his Sharingan only made him look more intimidating and fierce.

Contrary to what Tyler thought. Although at first he felt an infernal pain when he got up, when he finished his transformation he began to feel much better and more comfortable.

Tyler guessed that his regeneration and vitality were healing his body.

It had to be known that the old woman knew what state Tyler was in and had predicted that in order for Tyler to get out of bed, he needed at least a month.

Almost immediately the small run-down room had been filled with two large majestic and oppressive auras.

On one side was a holy and holy aura that filled half the room. And on the other hand, there was a cruel and b.l.o.o.d.y aura that made anyone's beauty stand on end.

The clash of the two auras caused the small room to start shaking and dropping dust.