
It was a dark night. The moon had a red taint because of the reflection of blood in the water. Why did this have to happen? Why? Why after everything that he did? After trying so hard he still couldn't save those he loved. How could he have so much power but still not be able to save anyone? These were the thoughts that went through the hero's head as he stood around the bodies. His body was so tense and so chiseled that it was as hard as iron. He only had one person's blood on him and that was the blood of the person responsible for all this death. On;y that's not how the hero saw it; he put everything on himself. He felt so much pain that he couldn't move. So much heartbreak and disbelief. Did he really just lose. He has never lost in his life. Being regarded as the most powerful being on earth he never thought he would lose. But after today he didn't know what to do. Even though he didn’t lose the fight he lost the war. He lost everyone he .oved and he also was so filled with rage that he broke his one rule. He killed a man. He got pushed to his limit. And now he felt something igniting inside of him something he always had but was strong enough to push it down and ignore it. A little voice that constantly told him did he really need to be the good guy did he really need to be the hero. With so much power he should be able to get anything he wants. That is what the voice would tell him but this time it had a different message. Why stop here? You've already killed a man, what's stopping you from doing it again. Nothing in this world can stop you and after giving this pathetic world everything it repays you by killing off everyone you truly cared about. As the hero stood there listening to the voice he realized it was right. Nothing can stop him. This world doesn't deserve a savior, it deserves a conqueror. It deserves to be ruled by a single king, a single god. Then he began to think why not him? Why shouldn't he be the god of this new world? But then suddenly the voice spoke up again. Why should this world be ruled by you? They don't deserve a second chance, they deserve to be punished. People will never learn. They might start off looking at you like a god and ruler but there will always be hate and jealousy. People will begin to be jealous of your power and will want to take it. They created you; it won't be long until they create another with power like yours. They will overthrow you, they will kill you even if all you gave them is love and protection. Now in full conversation with the voice the hero replies then what do you suggest we do. Are you suggesting that we kill everyone in this world? No, the voice replies. We become what you hated most evil. We force them to make someone like us now and we make them go to war with us and this time we won't lose. This time we show them what it's like to challenge a god. We will slowly burn this world to the ground and watch as they beg for forgiveness. But we must take precaution and go about our plan step by step. After all, it wouldn't be fun to end it immediately. The hero now wore a crooked twisted smile. The demon in him finally emerged and he was about to have one hell of a time.



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