The Tanker turned toward him again, breathing hard, blood trickling from one nostril. It roared, but there was a delay like the blow had scrambled its senses.
Johnquis shouted,
"Get me up!"
The Runner dropped from above and landed near him. It grabbed the chain, slung it over its back, and pulled.
Johnquis was lifted off the ground, swung like a flail toward the far basketball hoop.
"WRAP!"
The chain latched again.
He swung wide, arcing over the Tanker's head and dropped.
Mid-swing, he twisted the chain, locking it into a loop around the Tanker's throat.
The Runner jumped with him. A perfect double attack.
SLAM!
Both of them struck the Tanker's skull. Runner from the front, Johnquis from above.
CRACK.
A ripple ran down its body.
The Tanker stumbled.
Johnquis shouted,
"HIT IT AGAIN! DON'T STOP!"
The Runner twisted in air and dropped a spinning heel into the same dent.
BOOM!
This time, the skull caved.
The Tanker stopped.
Then collapsed like a fallen statue.
WHUD.
Violet blood poured out from beneath it.
The gym fell silent.
[Feed count: +500]
[Feed count: 12,100/20,000] - Johnquis
[Feed count: +500]
[Feed count: ??????/??????] - ???
Johnquis rolled onto his back, chest heaving.
"We're not dead…"
The Runner lay beside him.
Johnquis let out a shaky laugh.
"Head. Always the damn head."
They didn't move for a while. Just breathed. The chain between them slack, soaked in blood.
A screen flashed in Johnquis's vision.
[Quest Complete]
[Difficulty: F Tier]
[Status: Solo]
[Quest Time]
[2 hours and 53 minutes]
[Score: ★★★★★ (5/5)]
[Feed Count Gain]
[+2100]
[Previous: 10,000→ Current: 12,100 (+2100)]
[Score: ★★★★★ (5/5)]
[Damage Taken]
[Injury: Major wounds]
[Score: ★★☆ ☆☆(2/5)]
[Final star rating: ★★★★☆ (4 out of 5)]
Johnquis sat with his back against the gym wall, staring up at the metal rafters above. The basketball hoop creaked in the draft, one side hanging by a single bent bolt. All around him, the gym was a wreck. Floor cracked, ceiling scorched, blood smeared across the court like paint.
The Tanker's broken body still lay slumped in the far corner, steam rising from where its head had been caved in. He could smell burnt flesh. Violet blood sizzled on the scorched wood.
His whole body pulsed with pain. He muttered,
"Ugh… so that Tanker was the last Eater here."
Dragging off his glove and shaking the blood off.
"He better be. If there's still more, I might fail this quest. Damn… my body's killing me."
The chain between him and the Runner rattled faintly. It had coiled itself loosely on the ground during the last strike, now slowly retracting to its neutral tension.
The Runner sat on the bleachers, one foot resting on a bench, chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. Its shoulder was still bleeding, but the wound had begun to close.
Johnquis glanced at it. Then at the cracked gym floor, the smashed entrance, the hole in the ceiling.
Breathing heavy, he said,
"Hey…Still with me?"
The Runner blinked slowly, then gave a small nod.
"Good. Because I don't wanna be the only one limping outta here."
Suddenly, a sharp chime rang in his ears.
[SYSTEM MESSAGE]
- You have completed a quest with your slave.
- You have unlocked a new bond: [HeartBond].
[HEARTBOND]
- A special title that levels up as you and your slave complete quests or battles together. Key moments during combat will trigger the gain of Heart Points (HP).
[HEART POINTS]
- HP is earned through shared experiences within a quest or battle. Accumulate HP to unlock unique titles and powerful duo bonuses.
[To celebrate this moment, your Sync Limit range has increased]
[Sync Limit: 50 Meters]
A soft blue glow shimmered in his vision as the system notification faded.
Johnquis stared at the floating text, brows furrowed.
"HeartBond…?"
He scoffed, half-laughing through a wince as he adjusted his position.
"Seriously? That's what they're calling it?"
He glanced at the Runner, who sat quietly nearby, clawed hands resting on its knees, head tilted slightly as if it, too, saw the system text.
"I just finished beating a Tanker to death, and now I've got a glowing friendship badge with a monster."
He shook his head, letting it fall back against the wall.
"Heart Points… what the hell is this, a dating sim?"
But he didn't dismiss the message.
He let it hang in the air, unread and soft, as if a part of him didn't want to see it vanish just yet.
He sighed again, slower this time, as the adrenaline fully drained from his body.
"…Still, if this bond thing makes us stronger… if it helps us survive… If it brings me closer to Jiana, I won't complain."
He looked over at the Runner. Its shoulders were still rising and falling, slowly, but it didn't seem hostile. Its glowing eyes blinked once at him.
"I guess this means we're more in sync now. Fifty meters, huh? So I can fight without you breathing down my neck."
The Runner tilted its head slightly, like a silent acknowledgment.
Johnquis let out a dry chuckle.
"Don't take that personally. I like having you close."
A pause.
Then softer,
"…You've saved my ass more times than I can count."
He let the words hang there. Not just out of exhaustion but because they were real.
He looked down at the chain coiled gently between them. It no longer felt like a leash. More like a tether. A lifeline.
He muttered,
"I don't know what this thing between us is. I don't even know if you… understand me."
The Runner's ears twitched faintly.
"But if this HeartBond means anything… then I'll keep going. For both of us."
He rested his head against the wall again, breathing slowing.
"Fifty meters, huh… Let's see how far we can push that."
Then sleep took him, slow and quiet.
Somewhere in the darkness, the chain between them glowed just faintly.
Like a heartbeat...
"Hey…"
"Hey…"
"Hey!"
Johnquis opened his eyes. Sunlight poured over his face, warm and blinding. He squinted and wiped the crust from his eyes.
A silhouette came into view. A girl stood over him, her black hair tied into long pigtails, swaying gently in the breeze.
"How long are you gonna sleep, big brother? We need to help Nana prepare lunch!"
He blinked slowly, confused for a moment. Then he smiled.
"Oh—right. Sorry, Jiana. I didn't sleep well last night."
"Come on! Get your lazy toes up!"
She grabbed his wrist and pulled. For someone so small, she was surprisingly strong.
"You're really strong. Even with those tiny hands. Like a little gorilla."
"HEY! Stop teasing me!"
Johnquis laughed, shaking the sleep from his head.
They ran together, barefoot through the soft grass, the towering cathedral in the distance bathed in golden light.
The cathedral stood tall in front of them. Weathered stone and cracked stained glass. Ivy crawled along the walls. A few birds fluttered from the bell tower as the two children approached the wide, creaking wooden doors.
Johnquis pushed one open. It groaned like always.
Inside, the faint scent of soup and smoke lingered in the air. A few younger kids were still curled up on the pews with threadbare blankets. One of them peeked up, rubbed their eyes, and saw the pair walking in.
"Morning, big brother… Morning, big sister…"
Jiana waved with a soft smile.
At the altar, a man in priest-like robes lighting a stub of wax on a rusted holder, the flame flickering against his wrinkled face. He turned when he heard their bare feet padding softly across the old stone floor.
"Ah, the sun's two favorite mischief-makers, up and about."
Jiana greeted politely, hands behind her back.
"Morning, Father Jose."
Johnquis gave a sleepy wave.
"You're late. Nana's already banged the pot twice."
"We overslept."
"Mmm. You know she doesn't believe in second warnings. You better go before she turns that ladle into a spear."
Johnquis chuckled.
"Thanks for the warning, Father."
As they ducked through the side door, Father Jose called softly,
"Let the world outside burn… but may this old house always smell of stew and laughter."
The wooden door creaked shut behind them as they entered the dim hallway. Dust floated in the sunlight leaking through small cracks in the ceiling.