Warlock of War: My Ares System

"Foooooo… Now I can finally go all out," I muttered.

First, I flicked my finger up and then to the side, wrapping the young man in the blood-red webs, and since these weren't that hard to construct with my skill, they were extra reinforced.

Despite him breaking through layers and layers of these webs, I was still managing to do tons of damage as each time he pressed against them, trying to break them, he would end up cutting himself.

Even those strong ass scales couldn't help him against these webs of mine.

More and more blood began to draw from his skin with each passing second, and soon, his strength was running out.

He had used too much mana earlier, which increased his already rapid stamina consumption, so now… he was a fly trapped in my web.

The edges of my mouth drew upwards towards my ears, and a layer of bloodlust felt as if it was welding itself against my eyes, creating a somewhat sadistic expression… actually, it wasn't very somewhat.

As I flicked my fingers up, down, and to the side, my mana and stamina were beginning to drain so fast that I could literally feel it all exiting my body, but it was done.

"The finale is here," I muttered before drawing up both of my hands and reaching toward the ceiling of this enclosed arena.

FWOOSH

I swung them down, causing my webs to cut off the young man's arms and then slice even deeper into his thighs.

He screamed in pain as blood began to spill, but… my mana ran out, causing the massive web that surrounded him to disappear.

I won-

FWOOSH… Crack

I just barely managed to dodge to the side, causing only half of my mask to fall to the arena's floor while an explosion of fire erupted from behind me.

My face was frozen with shock as I didn't even see his last and final attempt at ending the match in his favor… but now I had a different problem that greeted me.

"You… HOW DARE YOU!" A man with fiery red hair shouted and jumped into the arena, his hair becoming a mass of flames that spread amongst the now sandy ground.

His bloodlust assaulted me instantly, and I would've fainted if it wasn't for the head of the Bonebloom family who landed right in front of me.

Good… Good… Good… Good… Fight more… Breed more conflict… Divorce into opposing sides…

I couldn't contain my smile, and my eyes were practically closed from my mouth touching both of my ears.

Adrenaline pumped through my body as the two heads clashed head-on with just their bloodlust, cracking the arena around us and stirring up the atmosphere itself.

I saw Bella in the background checking on the young man, but it was too late… he was dead… that mother fucker was dead.

And you want to know how?

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(Bella POV)

We both jumped down into the arena, and I didn't even bother stopping the head, as interfering with him now would just result in my death.

So, I went to go check on my cousin, who… was already dead.

I tried to tell myself that he would blink again, but in fact, they stayed open with an eerie stare, and the smell of his corpse already rotting filled my nostrils.

I had no clue how he was already rotting, but I decided to just cremate his body here… as we had much bigger problems.

Previously I tried to hold myself back from trying to calm down the head, but now our situation was desperate as we were now pretty much breaking an unspoken rule.

Plus, we were showing a moment of weakness, seemingly making us an easier target for everybody to wrap their hands around.

"SIR! PLEASE STOP THIS! WE'RE GOING TO MAKE AN ENEMY OF ALL THE FAMILIES HERE!" I shouted, but I doubt he was even listening.

Now, I had no choice but to try and calm down the other heads… but suddenly, I felt a chill get sent down my spine.

Slowly, as I turned my head towards the head of the Bonebloom family… I saw Joker, the boy who had just slain my cousin in the most painful way possible.

Those… Those aren't the eyes of a human… That isn't the expression that a human would make.

Suddenly, an image of a warped smile streaked across my mind, and a single bad memory began to resurface.

My breathing began to rapidly increase as the older teen's eyes which had been squinted with such excitement, locked onto me.

"N-No! GET AWAY FROM ME! G-GET AWAY FROM ME!" I shouted as I fell to my knees and grabbed my head, trying to shake that sadistic smile out of my face.

Subconsciously, over the years, I grew more and more afraid of that boy's face.

I saw it in my dreams, whether that be a daydream or a dream at night… It would continuously haunt me and shame me for my past, laugh at the suffering it put me through… I was scared.

"N-No… It can't be real… It can't be-,"

My fragile consciousness then suddenly slipped through my fingers like water through a colander.

…

When I awoke, I was on a familiar bed with a familiar man sitting with his head down, right next to me.

It was the head of the Wony family, and his shameful face displayed his clear disappointment in himself.

"We fell for somebody's plan," He muttered without even giving me a glance of remorse.

"Yeah…"

"That boy also cheated… He had planted that web made of one of his skills before the matches had even started. He knew the properties of the ground and how to take advantage of it… He was the one who wanted to brew that conflict, wasn't he?"

"He manipulated everybody into making us their enemy… and I think I know who that masked boy was… Hey, old man… Can you help me find somebody, please? I desperately need to know their location, and I think you'll be satisfied with the information as well,"

The head of my family gave me a long, thousand-yard stare before sighing and opening his mouth again.

"Of course… I'll let you take charge for now. Also, I must let you know that you're the first in succession,"

"*sigh*... I won't disappoint you,"