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Death had visited the place. Dead corpses littered the battleground. There was crimson red everywhere. On his face, on his hands, on the bodies, on the ground, on his sword. Still, he continued to kill. His eyes glowed a bright blue as he murdered hundreds more people. He had to kill. It was in his nature. He was a god of calamity, and he granted peoples' wishes, no matter how wicked or cruel. In this time period, it was kill or be killed, and honestly, he did not want to die. He didn't want to die, he didn't want to disappear. So he slaughtered others, and made them disappear instead.