The Great Exotic Food Critique

Gaur was exasperated after his first kills, disgust and guilt assaulted his stomach, but fearing the arrival of anyone else, Gaur ran, he scampered away with all he had as blood flowed out of his wounds. The trembling flesh and injuries around his legs were all ignored, the only thought that remained in his mind was "RUN!". His left hand holding a torch to illuminated the way and his right an old rifle both of whom he scavenged form his first kills.

His experience of living in this jungle terrain and various escapes from natural predators had provided him enough experience to run in this place, though the darkness still made him stumble from time to time.

'I will live… I can even survive my brains being blown up…. This is nothing.' He held faith in his power, though weak it will resurrect him in some way.

His thoughts were cut shot as a small bullet struck him in the back, there was no gunshot sound nor was there any swishing sound that is generally accompanied by the bullets, all Gaur felt something struck his back, blasting close to his heart scorching it somewhat before it exited from his c.h.e.s.t.

Gaur stumbled and rolled on the ground, his only source of defence the rifle falling in the darkness unknown to him. His body twitched tightly as half of his torso went numb. It seemed that the previous attack has severed a major blood artery close to the heart.

"STOP!...." An excruciating pain appeared on his face as he continued again. "IGNORE…. REGEN...FOCUS…MENDING… REROUTE!!!!" Gaur shouted through his heart as he wiled himself up and picked up the pace with only a small light enlightening his way.

The thought of giving away the torch never came to his mind, his mid was numb from all the pain it felt, while his body was suffering a partial numbing effect which got replaced by a cool sensation as the blood circulation got restored to some extent, while his right arm withered at a visible rate, supplementing his immediate healing while also providing him enough energy to escape.

This was Gaur's struggle, his struggle for survival. His body broken again and the fear of getting shot increasing by a second, a single shot close to his vital parts has done him this much harm, he doesn't want to get struck again by it.

Though standing out in the forest due to his flashlight, another shot never came, nor did he feel any one following him, but the fear had already took over his body as he kept running for more than 15mins.

At the end of his streak when Gaur got close to exhaustion, a booming sound came from below him after which he flew in the air and collided intensely with the branch of a tree causing him to faint.

Both of his knees were shattered, and turned into a weird direction, blood continuously flowed from his ruptured joints which soon clotted. His skull bone had also been fractured in the subsequent collision, but it was contained under the skin, hence if not for his body convulsing and twitching from time to time, some may even consider him dead, though he was barely alive.

In a few moments Are8 appeared like a phantom, his hand still holding a hand-gun and was on his guard. In the beginning he didn't considered this intruder much, but when he first saw this man surviving his shot to the heart and somewhat healing visually with a simultaneously withering arm, Are8 entered an alert mode ordering the rest of his men to go back in base and enter an alert mode.

There was no fear of the man in his eyes, instead it the fear caused by the chance of being exposed. An ESPer is here and he seemed do to know about this base.

As for why is that ESPer in that pathetic state, Are8 didn't know but he will surely be able to get the word out of this man's mouth.

He had followed this man from the moment he noticed his ability at work, to not take any chances and fearing this man's associates or backups that may be hidden in this forest, Are8 remained cautious, he remained patient and followed this man, who most of the time just ran around in circles while he drew away the life from his own limb to fuel his escape.

The foolishness he noticed during time was appalling and noteworthy while his intuition told him that no one was around as he had already lowered his guard several times to lure out any enemies or just snipe him from afar.

Hence the moment Gaur lost his strength and his arm wilted, Are8 took his shot.

A precise kick to the knee caps that immobilise the man in an instant.

After securing Gaur with an electro-static lock and drugs to expand his "blissful" sleep, Are8 picked him by collar and dragged him toward his small base.

"A sleepless night it is." Commented Are8 while he looked at the brutish face of his intruder, this was the first time he saw with a visage like this or maybe he just forgot?

******

"What do you want to become older?"

"I want to be like papa…. No greater than papa, I want to be surrounded by all kinds of food, not just these few."

Some memories long forgotten or ignored due to his current lifestyle were resurfacing again, Gaur felt the warmth of his mother's w.o.m.b, the bright stinging light that assaulted him when he first opened his eyes, an insufferable sense of loss but also warmth by another person.

He remembered the events him and his brothers went through during childhood, the times they got scolded by mother and rescued by their father. The time when his older brother saved him from bullies various time, how they taught him and helped him during homework.

He even remembered the feeling of drifting apart as he entered his teenage years, but the bond was not weakened, it strengthened instead.

He remembered his first love too in between this realization. It ws not a girl from his class, instead it being a much older woman, his IT teacher to be precise. Those were the days.

"Those were the days!"

"hmm?"

In a cold room illuminated by pale-blue light, Are8 woke up. He was not affected by the cold in the slightest and instead he went through a graph showing the brain activity of Gaur's throughout the night.

"You re awake then." Are8 peered at the body bounded by chains 1m above the floor in the corner of the room, Gaurs hand had a Pico attached to it, providing his body of stimulants and nutrients in a form of fluid.

Gaur tried to lift his head and take a look at his captor, but failed due to energy deficiency as his body still needed time to process al that liquid food. But this slight reaction was able to also confirm Are8 conclusion.

"You seem able enough to react to my questions."

Are8 moved closer to Gaur, before placing a jab under Gaur's rib, making him squirm and curse simultaneously.

"Faack!..you litt….." Gaur halted the instant he saw Are8's face, though this face didn't had the impact as much as that sadist had on him, but he still feared this man from the bottom of his heart, even the fate of that forgotten inside man Dhruv reappeared in his mind.

"hmm, so you are able speak a bit too??... then it's great." Are8 mused over Gaur's liveliness, he noticed the fear this man carried for him, the fear that had made this intruder in front of him immobile and loss for words.

"Then I will get straight to the point. Now calmly tell me who you are and what are you doing here?"

The question didn't register in Gaur's mind; he was still glossing over past.

In between suddenly, Gaur felt an acute pain on his c.h.e.s.t as one of his rib broke jolting him awake from his dream like state.

"I know some extent of your ability, so don't depend on that, I have dealt with men having a higher regenerative power than you even." Are8 spoke while reminiscing some of his old missions.

"Well in situations like the one you are in; this gift of immortality becomes a curse instead." Are8 had found some intriguing information from Gaurs' belonging, it was that he was just a savage living out in the wild, his blood was not even registered of this planet's security database, this person was able to exist off grid the traditional system of laws on this civilized planet.

This man also seemed to be a unique specimen in the sense that the Akala or the Dark energy radiations on his body were in their infancy, signifying that this man had initiated into an ESPer not long ago considering the age of this man Are8 deduced. This man can be earn some kind of recognition due to his old age of initiation in small institution.

This kind of instances were not actually that odd in this world as in a correct environment and certain conditions met, even a man close to his death door may be able to become an ESPer overnight. Add to this note is that, these certain conditions may be anything, from manmade to natural.

"Curse?" Gaur regained his poise, he cleared every other thoughts revolving in his mind and resolved his fear. With courage he lifted his head and looked eye to eye with Are8.

"Now tell me, who are you and what are you doing here." Are8 was not that much of a sadist like his uncle, and also liked things if they can be easily accomplished with least effort. SO he was happy to see his captive regain some composer.

"Who…who a…am I?... Don't….y..you know?" Gaur stuttered as spit came out of his mouth. He was flabbergast noticing that the man who was the beginning of all his bad luck don't even remember him. 'Was I always this insignificant in the eyes of these monsters?? Not even knowing the name of the man who they killed' Gaur chuckled with contempt at himself. He was just a small pawn that was used to create some fake propaganda.

"Do I know you? I don't seem to recall your face." It wasn't Are8's mistake that he could not identify Gaur, the old journalist with a clean shaven and chubby cheeks was gone, now in his place was this hairy and savage man with thin dark muscles and thick beard covering his face.

Are8 had already ran several scans on this man previously, it amounted from the eye and DNA scan, to the bone structure, but there was no result his search was futile.

"How..how can you forget?" Gaur spoke with indignation without a stuttering.

"You…You ruined my LIFE *OUMPH" Are8 struck another jab under Gaurs' rib sending a tremor in his o.r.g.a.s.m. This tremor caused Gaur to convulse as he puked mouthful of saliva onto the floor. While his breathing became heavy.

Are8 stopped and receded after this, he remembered this voice. This voice belonged to a previous fat buffoon he had been tasked to capture. This also the buffoon that went through his uncle ugly game and was able to barely pass in it.

This buffoon, that was right in front of him and chained to the wall was also simultaneously used in somewhat important activity. The activity in which that buffoon had his head burst like a watermelon and sprawled all over the floor.

It was also this buffoon who became the national shame of a powerful country.

That buffoon which was buried under 2 feet ground along with other fools.

That buffoon who was buried a year ago.

That buffoon was now in front of him alive and well, and also seems to have his memory intact even though his brain had been obliterated once.

"Able to keep your memory even after your brain was turned into mush. Is this why your regenerative power is weak?" Are8 asked, but he didn't receive any answer. His captive seemed to have lost conscious after his last outburst.

"Is this my reward for staying here this long?... Haha…" A pure smile blossomed on Are8's handsome face. He was in ecstasy, ability to retain their memory ever after the destruction of brain is unheard of. The research value of a specimen like this would be immense.

"Now, It's time to get off this shitty planet."