The Human Giant



"Whoosh!"

As the wind passed by Yoze's ears as he quickly ran to the top of the mountain, he cautiously looked around to find any traces of the thing that was genuinely causing him to feel threatened. However, even as he reached the top of the mountain in a blink of an eye, he never could find a clue.

Once he had reached the top of the mountain, he found that the people of Justice Town had truly gone all out on worshiping the Eternal Justice demon as he saw a hundred feet tall gold statue of a young man wearing ordinary clothes.

Even though the statue wasn't alive, the sculptor must have instilled his passion and love for the person as Yoze could see that the sculptor tried his best to make it as realistic to the real thing as possible. The young man had small bags underneath his eyes; his skin wasn't clean, as there was dirt on his hands and feet and his clothes. 

The young man's wide smile showed his pure joy, satisfaction, relief, and hope at this moment in his life. The stature perfectly captured the young man's aura, personality, and appearance.

It showed that not only was the sculptor a master of his craft, but the young man had left a deep impression. An impression was so deep and thorough that even after many years of building this statue, the essence of the young man hadn't been lost or diluted at all.

If Yoze still focused on his profession as a scholar, he would have demanded to see the sculptor who had made this statue. He would have loved to chat with the sculptor to see how he had gotten his inspiration and ask for his story.

"Maybe in a different life, I would have become a famous scholar who would have been known throughout the world. I could meet Kings and Queens without permission and not have to worry about having my life in constant danger." Yoze thought to himself.

Even though he found the statue to be a masterpiece, he couldn't help but feel his eyes tear up from a mixture of happiness and deep sorrow as he saw the graveyard surrounding it. The graveyard had hundreds of gravestones that had the life stories of all the people who had unfortunately been taken away from this world for numerous reasons.

The graveyard wasn't as extravagant as the statue. Still, it held onto its purity as a place for people to mourn the loss of their loved ones and feel their presence once more for solace. Just from how clean all the gravestones were, they were obviously well taken care of.

"Nothing can stop the flow of time. Even immortals who have escaped the sweet yet suffocating embrace of death can't heal their bleeding hearts; they simply numb the pain. The scars on every living being's heart might be healed with time, but only when one dies and escapes the realm of sadness can those scars truly heal." Yoze softly said.

As Yoze felt his emotions swell up from simply seeing the scene, he couldn't help but reflect on everything he had done in this life. Unfortunately, before he could get too far into his reflection, he heard the Eternal Justice demon's disgusting voice slam into his eardrums.

"For a young demon, you are truly bold. To try and challenge me and claim my farm for yourselves is gutsy."

"But you truly are lacking in the experience department. Haven't you fought any demons that were powerful at all?"

Though he didn't understand why he had suddenly become so emotional, Yoze felt his rage and desire to kill this demon explode. His eyes began accumulating green, orange, blue, and brown sparkles as he stared intensively at the spot in front of the golden statue where he sensed the demon was hidden.

In his rage, he had barely noticed that the Eternal Justice demon's voice which was previously filled with anger and killing intent seemed to vanish like smoke. Even the voice became more profound and more aged as the demon suddenly transformed into an old man looking at his grandson's first steps.

"I took the trouble of coming all the way here just to visit you. You could at least show me your true face before I leave." Yoze's eyes flickered with killing intent showing his obvious desire to kill the Eternal Justice demon.

He had come here for one purpose alone: to kill this demon pretending to be the god that would save the townspeople of Justice Town. Yoze almost felt slightly embarrassed as he had unconsciously been erasing his prejudice against demons ever since he had found the Serpent demon.

"I have been finding demons so easy to kill that I began to feel a bit of pity for them. I am a human, and I am not a demon."

"Even though demons and humans can coexist, I mustn't have the delusion that it will be a fair arrangement. Demons are simply too powerful for most humans."

"Even the strongest martial artists can barely challenge the weakest demons, so how on earth can we stop them from taking advantage of us when it benefits them so much? The only way would be to equal the playing field by allowing humans to unlock their potential for Human Spiritual Body cultivation." Yoze thought to himself as he felt his mind race as he quickly thought about how to improve the strength of humanity.

"So far, I should be the only human capable of practicing Human Spiritual Body cultivation, but my talent in it is terrible. It is by far my worst talent being at grade zero, and I have never found any way to improve it."

"As long as I can successfully start my cultivation, I can start figuring out how to allow other humans to do the same. Even if most of the population can't accomplish it, we only need a small percentage which, paired with our massive population, means a lot of people." 

"It's possible, but it's going to be difficult. For this to happen at all would require..." 

Before Yoze could finish his thought process, the Eternal Justice demon again interrupted with his rotten voice.

"You want to see my face. You want to see my body. Think again, boy; only those who are stronger than me can see my glory. You are less than thirty years old, yet you think you can compete with me."

"Let me inform you, in this world, age is power! This isn't some fantasy land where young people can surpass their elders! We demons don't rot with age. We thrive!" Eternal Justice demons shouted as numerous small patches of grass in the beautiful graveyard bulged out.

Seeing this beautiful grass being ruined, Yoze felt his heartache as he hoped he could have ended this fight without damaging this beautiful land. Unfortunately, the Eternal Justice demon didn't hold his same concern as the bludging patches of grass exploded to reveal rotten corpses.

Each corpse was rotten to the extreme as the flesh easily fell off their rotten bones as they escaped the earth. Without even making a sound except for the sound of them climbing from the ground and the rattling bones, Yoze felt he could understand their immense pain.

"Something is influencing me." Suddenly Yoze frowned as he felt his spiritual energy tingling.