Chapter 2: A Horrible Fate

Aragorn Beorhtwulf

"I-i can give y-yyou anyt-thingg ple-ease! Sp-" I quickly stab him in the chest, blood splatters every where completely stopping whatever bargain he has. His body started to seizures in a few seconds until he finally left this world.

It's pathetic how people like him are so arrogant and keep on bragging about their poor victims, yet when in the other hand, the fool is begging for its life. These beings, no, monsters should never lived and should be punished for all the detestable acts they've done. Such diplomatics can't stop them, brute force can only be beaten by brute force.

Ever since that day happened, I have to bear everything, including the blood of the devil, the blood of my wicked father and the wrath of the Moon Goddess, the horrible fate. Because of his greed, demons have started coming hunger for innocent lives who once lived in this land. Some who are so pure yet got stained started hunting and killing.

3 years have passed, the once peaceful land became chaotic and bloody and since then the flow of the world became kill or be killed, and I for sure will not be killed by whomever creatures there is.

I will not be killed until I eliminate every single one of them, til then shall I take my life.

Kali Ambrosia

I was walking in the town where it was peaceful and far far away from the demons. Since that day, I woke up all pale, healthy and beautiful it was amazing I know I died but how? Until I felt it, the urge, the thirst for blood. Since then my world changed, my once fair life had turned into dull and undead. Over the past 3 years, I've been looking for the man who destroyed the peace in our land, the man who caused the death of many people.

"Who is it?" I asked coldly at the werewolf chained in silver. When he's still not answering I grab the wolfsbane in front of him shaking it.

"Do you know what this is?" I smirked devilishly and he immediately turned pale at the sight of it, the fear in his eyes can even be notice from a far distance.

"P-please spare m-myy li-iife." He begged livid yet weakly. If I have known him, I would have pitied him. He was chained in a chair with some knife thrust into his legs and arms to prevent him from moving or trying to do stupid acts. He was clenched in his own blood, if he's human he would have died a long time ago, not that I care anyway he still needs to suffer.

"Then tell me! Who is it? Who did it?" I yelled getting impatient. He flinched and without a doubt said the name who caused this horrible fate.

"Aragorn Beorhtwulf, its Aragorn Beorhtwulf!" After hearing it, I put one last knife in his stomach until it reached the chair itself.

"I already told you! How could you!" He said breathlessly.

"I never said I'll let you go haven't I?" I sneered walking away from him.

"No! N-no... Pleaseee I already told please!! I-" With one last look, I closed the door roughly making sure its lock and leave to hunt someone, to hunt Aragorn Beorhtwulf the caused of all this demons and chaos.

Aragorn Beorhtwulf just you wait... I'll make you regret everything that you have done.