The story of a system born child killing 5000 demons flooded the media industry.

  Some wrote documents on how I even won against a demon even a prodigy couldn't beat and how the kid found a cursed katana .

  Melissa concluded that Amara Solen was not my mother.

  My body was of the system but not my soul , it wasn’t coded . As to who my mother was and how I was given birth is unknown.

  She somehow seemed intrigued in this as much as I was in dismay. She guessed the secret lied on the seal on my stomach and the shadow figure which came out of nowhere, but she wouldn't know until she cracked it code.

  I guess there's nothing much to my katana other than the feeling of freedom I have when wilding it and it magnetic abilities.

  "Ohh, what a coincidence to find you making tea I was just about t-", a squad member found me pouring more sugar than the non average human should.

  "No problem you can continue I'll come back after a while " , I dropped the sugar back into the jar and left .

  This time when I was alone it didn't feel like I wasn't alone, her gaze , well the system's gaze wasn't on me .

  But is there a difference between me and the system ? What does a soul have to do with being human ?

  Blaze barged into Melissa's office, "Kael that kid who does he think he is ! Where is he!?".

  "If 2.6666 of ratios....then I need to find 1 mol of each code...in 3.89900...no that impossible "

  Blaze took a step back in horror seeing Melissa looked like a zombie.

  "Are you ok", he tugged at her .

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  "Couldn't be better hot shot I'm busy if you want to use the gate Kael's already on a mission be back in 5 "

  Her diverse language always creaped him out.

  "His still injured why can't he just rest!?"

  "The system never taught him how to ", Melissa replied as she stared into a dark purple solution.

  Purple goblins turned to ash as I sliced through them . I stared at the boss goblin to see if it was human, but it eyes were empty coded with the system.

  In the forest, I fought holograms the katana could summon-Zoro himself or that snowflake girl again. They pushed me, sharpened me. I could only fight the version of them in the time in which I copied them from , I couldn't grow alongside them.

  "Who's there?" I called, sweat dripping as I froze mid-swing.

  Blaze dropped from a tree like a hawk. "Why don't you mingle with the rest of us? Do you think you're too broken to do so?" His forehead veins bulged like snakes.

  "I'm a curse," I muttered, lowering my blade. "My burdens are mine to carry. I'd rather walk this path alone, so ple-"

  Steel screamed. I barely blocked in time as his strike would've split my skull.

  Birds exploded from the trees. Sparks crackled like lightning as our swords clashed.

  At first, I defended. But instinct, bloodlust-something venomous-pushed me to strike back like a black mamba lunging for a throat. My katana nearly took his head.

  I stopped myself an inch before his neck. "Sorry-I didn't want to kill you, I just -"

  Blaze snarled, backing off. "Don't treat me like I'm scared of the grim reaper!" His sword ignited, flames roaring along its edge.

  He moved like a predator, no wasted motion. His eyes burned, eyes that reminded me of the phoenix-death and rebirth all in one.

  My katana was knocked free. I dodged through the trees, bark exploding where his blade struck. In desperation, I called it back-it cut through the air behind him. I vanished inches before he cut me in two, reappeared at his back, my sword against his throat.

  The wind cooled. Burnt grass stung my lungs.

  "I don't want to kill you," I whispered with a cold tone , why wont these humans leave me alone.

  He didn't flinch. Instead, he jammed his bare hand onto my blade, blood hissing as fire engulfed his fist. Then-he punched me square.

  "Don't act like we can't carry your burden too!"he shouted as he removed the blade from his hand.

  Pain cracked through me. My blood sprayed into the air, hanging like rubies.

  I staggered but headbutted him, teeth clenched. "I never asked you to!"

  We collided again, fists against flesh, swords forgotten. Every strike detonated like dynamite. My ribs screamed, but I fought on.

  Blood and spit flew as my knuckles met his jaw. He countered with an uppercut that rattled my skull.

  "We'll carry them anyway!" he roared.

  I flipped back, bracing for the ground to slow. His fists multiplied, blurring like rain, each one hammering my body. I coughed a tooth into the air, pain flooding me.

  "Why? Why? Why?! ",Tears, blood, sweat-everything that involved pain painted the air as I screamed, refusing to fall.

  At last, I slipped past a punch, my counter arcing-only to meet his uppercut from hell. My legs gave out.

  Blaze stood shaking, hands torn raw, blood soaking him until he looked like Spider-Man in reverse. He wheezed but didn't stop.

  "Because we're family," he said.

  Instinct alone kept me from collapsing. My body moved without me, driving one last punch into his temple. A thin line of blood marked his skin. For a moment, we paused his hands hanging but his legs refusing to give in . Alas, my fist left his temple as I fell.

  "You were too hard on the kid, Blaze, let me heal him."

  A soft, feminine voice broke through. Hands caught me as I fell. Through blurred eyes, I saw the others-our squad-smiling down at me.

  Mama.

  Maybe... I wasn't alone after all.