Miguel pushes Aurora away, a mere split second after the touch of each other’s lips.
Myrmex just stared at Miguel as if her soul had left her body.
Miguel stands up. “Fuck you guys. I’m going home.”
He grabs Myrmex’s hand. “C’mon…”
Myrmex doesn’t respond.
Myrmex pulls her hand away, grabs their baby and cat, and closes her eyes. “Yeah. Let’s go home.”
The entire room fell silent, and the Aswang King just smiled, while Sitan looked a bit concerned.
Miguel and Myrmex silently returned home.
The Reaper sighs, watching while invisible, seeing that the two lovers are absolutely silent.
Miguel and Myrmex just silently looked forward while the spaceship flew them through the stars.
“‘Stars are beautiful tonight,' smiled Miguel.
Myrmex nods.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t talk to me.”
“You cheated on me first.”
Myrmex’s eyes widened, turning to Miguel, as tears ran down her cheeks. “So, that’s why you did it?”
“No… That came out wrong.”
“Then how the fucking shit was it supposed to come out?”
“No. I didn’t mean to say that. Myrmex, it was an accident. I’m sorry. Don’t tell me not to talk to you.”
“I DON’T WANT TO TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW!!!”
“WHY!?!? COMMUNICATION FIXES THINGS!!”
“I DON’T KNOW!!! I JUST DON’T WANNA TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW!!!”
“Okay.”
The pair silently just… watched the stars…
The next day…
Miguel sighs, now that the crisis has been averted. The pair just stare at the television alone, while the other Honorables whisper to each other.
“What the fuck do we do!?” asked Slime Tutorial.
“I think we try poking ‘em with a stick.. Or… somethin’...?” asked Lord Marvel.
“You guys are fuckin’ idiots…” sighed Askal.
“Oh, please. Herc and I always cheat on each other like this and we manage fine!” smiled Dark.
“Yeah!” smiled Hercules.
“You guys are open. THIS IS DIFFERENT!!!” Askal facepalmed.
“I’ll talk to them,” said Beatle. “Hey, guys!” smiled Beatle.
“Leave,” said Myrmex, slowly turning to Beatle, the literal Messiah and Saint King. “NOW.”
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Beatle nods and walks away. “Welp. I tried. Imma hide in my room… I mean… go to my… whatever.”
Miguel and Myrmex watched silently.
“Groceries,” said Myrmex.
“Okay,” said Miguel.
In the convenience store, Miguel just went around shopping for some Ramen, milk, and liver steak. He grabs one with a discount, puts back the liver steak within the appropriate fridge shelf, and gets another liver steak.
“Fucking freak,” said the woman, pulling her child away while looking at Miguel. “Stay away from the recently-outted freak…”
A person can be seen taking a video of Miguel, and Miguel just turns to him.
“Do you mind?” asked Miguel.
“What?” smiled the guy. “Just taking a photo of that live steak, dude.”
Miguel approaches him, and the guy backs away.
“Chill. Just chill, alright?” He shakes his head and walks away all cool-like.
Miguel sighs and places it back on the shelf. “C’mon… liver… I really want some liver… and Gabby’s teething.”
Outside the glass, there can be seen a dark blue suit-wearing vigilante charging from a distance, creating a frost needle in his hand.
Miguel mumbles to himself as the glass breaks and Undying begins killing people around Miguel, only for Miguel to growl and punch him to the ground. Miguel smells that there are spices in his icicles.
Miguel blocks the next icicle from an old lady, but another icicle strikes her face, killing her in an instant. He cradles the poor old lady and shuts her eyes, while Undying just kept walking around and killing bystanders who attempted to run away. Miguel roars and knocks Undying into the walls. Miguel beats Undying over and over. “WHY!?!?” he boomed. “WHY!?!? AAAAAH!!!”
Undying stabs him in the shoulder, stands up with a jump, and crashes him through the aisles.
Undying sees yet another child behind a counter and strikes him again.
The child from earlier is also shot in the face.
Miguel roars, trying to blast flames at Undying, who just creates a frost shield, and he just strolls around and stabs each of the hiding civilians in the store.
“WHAT THE FUCK!?!?” roared Miguel, as he blocked and teleported the others to safety.
He lands next to the kid and heals him with his blood, regenerating the few survivors as well.
Miguel, bloody all over, limps back.
The woman grabs his wrist. “Don’t… Don’t do this. We’re sorry. Just let the cops handle this. You’ll die… Mister Aswang.”
Miguel pulls away and teleports back inside as he manages to dropkick Undying, but Undying just grabs him and beats him, tossing icicles all over his face, even freezing his face and hammering him into the glass of the fridge. The lights flickered, as Undying stomped away and kept killing a few more people.
Miguel crashes outside the store, next to the crowd. Undying roars and begins stabbing Miguel over and over.
“Lemme do this one job, man,” said Undying, as he takes out another icicle.
Undying prepares to strike the child, but Miguel roars and bites into his neck.
“NOOO!!!” roared Miguel, kicking him away as Undying regenerates instantly.
Undying sees the blood from his neck. “You shouldn’t have done that-...”
Suddenly, a small can is thrown at Undying.
Undying slowly turns to the child he stabbed earlier, now healed.
“Stay away from Mister Aswang,“ said the boy, with a defiant smile.
Undying tosses another icicle as Miguel tackles the boy and is stabbed in the shoulder, falling limp.
The crowd began to yell at Undying, grabbing grocery items such as cans and bottles, shattering them, and beating Undying, as Undying backed away and began to run, only for the crowd to beat him to the ground.
Meanwhile, the others and the kids pull Miguel away, who is limp, but as they pull out the icicles in his body, he begins breathing again, but his regeneration is slow.
“Are you okay, Mister Aswang?” asked the boy.
“He’ll kill them,” said Miguel, as the other adults are brutally shot down by Undying’s icicles.
Miguel turns to the liver. He gives money to the store owner, who was among those helping him, and eats the liver, regenerating instantly.
Miguel, now in his Aswang form, pounces at Undying and begins mauling him, biting into his neck and continuing to maul him, tearing his face off as Undying screams in horror.
Miguel turns back to the crowd, who back away, hesitant, but they applaud their hero, as Miguel, now in his Aswang state, ticks his wings and begins eating Undying, which horrifies the crowd.
“Someone should call the Saint King,” said one woman.
“Alright.” Beatle hangs up the phone. Beatle sighs, steepling his fingers like a tent. “Miguel? Are you okay?”
Miguel bounces his leg. “I’m fine.”
“You’ve been dieting with more and more liver,” said Beatle. “And balut.”
Miguel bounces his leg with a familiar rhythm.
“Miguel…”
“I’M FINE, BEATLE!!!” he boomed. “Just a bit stressed is all.‘
“You know what happens to Aswangs that are overly stressed and nihilistic? Studies show they become more primal and violent. They become more akin to their wild sides. Do you need to talk to me about what happened on Aswang World?”
“NO!!!” he roared.
“Reaps said-...”
“DAD DOESN’T KNOW SHIT!!!”
“He knows way more than you give him credit for.”
“I’M FINE!!!” he growled.