It was the Ancestor.

I can't say I was surprised to see him get involved.

After all, the deaths of three instructors were no small matter.

But I was slightly surprised to see him appear in Bruce Pang's office.

I had taken him as a reclusive old powerhouse that would never leave his cave until his dying day or until his cave collapsed all around him.

"Ehm. Hello Ancestor. It's good to see you again so soon." I said politely.

"Good to see me?" The Ancestor couldn't help but bark out a derisive laugh at my words.

Next to him, Bruce Pang and Jeanette Wen chuckled lightly as well.

"You wouldn't be saying that if you live through the next few missions you receive directly from my hands." The Ancestor said with a tired smile. "Enough small talk. Answer my question."

"To answer your question, the ancient Chinese had several methods for vengeance, but for me the most notorious would be the tearing apart of the five limbs by tying them to horses running in five different directions." I answered after a quick moment of thinking.

The Ancestor nodded.

"What about vengeance against a large group of people?" He pressed on.

"Hmmm. Then in that case, the saying cut the grass and destroy the roots would be most appropriate. Kill everyone, including their children, even babies." I replied easily without batting an eyelid.

Silence fell upon the cold room after I finished my words, and I had the very distinct feeling of standing before a sharp precipice. It was as though something momentous was about to happen to me, and that I was on the starting line of a wild, wild ride.

"What do you think of such things?" The Ancestor finally said after a while.

"I completely agree." I said with a light shrug. "I am an undestroyed root that will one day come back to haunt my father's murderer. And if I plan to kill anyone, I will make sure no roots survive to come back and haunt my future."

The Ancestor nodded with satisfaction.

"You're actually a little bit too young for such missions, but it is good to start you early so that you can get used to it. Deathscythe, I hereby order you to show our enemies the real cost of killing our brothers. The Blood Moon will mobilize. Bruce, Jeanette, prep him." With that, the Ancestor stood up from the shadows and held out a scroll to me.

I glanced at Bruce and saw him nod slightly to indicate that I take the scroll, which I did very hastily.historical

"Open it and drip a drop of your blood on it." The Ancestor commanded.

I did as I was told and as soon as I did that, I could feel a strange resonance with a powerful mecha.

"Deathscythe!" I cried out in surprise as I recognized the mecha.

"He is yours. Pilot it or absorb it, it is up to you." The Ancestor said heavily.

"Thank you very much, Ancestor!" I bowed low to show my gratitude.

"Thank me when you return." The Ancestor said with a sigh and held out his hand once more. "And here, this is the gift I wanted to give you the last time."

I took the gift curiously.

It was a strange, finger sized weapon that looked like a sword and rifle combined into one.

"A... Keychain?" I winced lightly as I asked the question because I knew that it probably wasn't. But what else could I say? It was shaped exactly like a damned keychain!

"He's cold blooded AND a dumbass. Make sure you train him well." The Ancestor chuckled lightly and said to Bruce Pang as he started to head for the door.

"Yes, Ancestor." Bruce Pang bowed lightly with a smile.

"Stay healthy, Ancestor." Jeanette Wen bowed as well.

"Bye! Thanks for the gift!" I quickly called out as the Ancestor's back disappeared out the door.

"BYE?? Thanks for the gift?? KEYCHAIN??? YOU DUMBASS!" Bruce Pang roared at me and gave my head a massive smack!

"OUCH!! DAMN YOUU!!" He shouted an instant later as he gripped his right hand with his left hand in pain!

"Hey! You are the one smacking my head, why are you the one ouching and cursing me?!" I shouted indignantly.

"I'm outta here. You guys get ready. We move out in fifteen." Jeanette Wen sighed and quickly escaped from the room.

"See what you've done? You've driven my wife away from me!" Bruce Pang shouted dramatically as he stretched out his hand and asked for my 'keychain'.

"Driven her away from you? You drama king! She's not driven away, she's just taking a break from your excessively dramatic self!" I shouted back at him and gave him the keychain.

"Drama king? Of all people, you dare to call me a drama king??" He bellowed angrily as he took my hand and slashed the sword lightly on my hand. The little sword glowed gold for a quick moment before fading away almost instantly.

At the same time, a torrent of information about the sword entered my mind, and I was so shocked by the details of the weapon thay I actually forgot to shout back at my big bro!

My eyes widened lightly as I beheld in my mind the wonder of the weapon I had received.

Images on how to use it and how powerful it was flashed continuously in my mind for a few seconds, and caused me to gasp lightly.

"Who was it that caused so much trouble within the first few days of school? Who was it that got called into a god damn disciplinary court and broke the record of being the earliest to be trialed by the court?" Bruce Pang took advantage of the fact that I was dumbfounded by my shiny new weapon to launch his tirade at me.

But I couldn't be bothered to argue with him

I was far, far too excited by the awesomeness of the "Death Bringer"!