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Hey everyone. Well this chapter is going to be quite short like the other chapters in this story. I am not good at writing longer chapters and I apologize for that.
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Chapter 2: An Hour of Evil and Vengeance
I arrived to a busy market square and perched away from view on top of the rooftop of a tall building. My lips curved into an evil smirk underneath the part of the black cloth that was covering them as my good eye scanned the area, falling upon my very first victims. It was such a shame that they would not be going anywhere after they were finished with their shopping--except through the razor sharp edges of my Katana blades. Such weaklings they were! They won't even know what hit them when I am through with them.
I stepped forward so that I could be standing near the edge and unsheathed both of my Katana swords.
Suddenly, like an eagle swooping down towards a salmon in the blue ocean waters, I dove down towards the busy crowd and sliced both of my swords at the unsuspecting people, spraying blood everywhere. Screams of panic erupted everywhere as men, women, and children tried to flee the area, but with my agility and accuracy I had managed to slice them all. For some of them, I stabbed one of my swords through them and pulling it out in a quick motion.
As I slaughtered every one of these weak people, I knew how the enemies that I had fought had felt. It felt invigorating since I had superior force over anyone who had dared to stand in my way--especially my father, that fucking son of a bitch. This was his punishment for all the pain that he had inflicted on me throughout all of those years.
As an addition to my slaughters of the many innocent lives, I ran into some of shops to raid the items that were being sold there, killing anyone who tried to stop me and putting them in some empty Dino caps that I had taken with me. With weak ki blasts, I destroyed the interior of the shops after taking away my precious loot that I had stolen from them. I did not even bother to hear the whimpering low-life bitches who were cowering underneath the checkout desk.
An hour had gone past, and my work for now was complete. I sheathed my two bloodstained Katanas, and then I rose up into the air where I had sent hundreds of continuous ki blasts all over the town as my finishing move, turning a number of buildings into piles of rubble. I was all set to turn back to home until an energy blast had set me off guard, but I dodged it and hammered whoever it was hard into the ground. I lowered myself beside my next opponent and stared into the eyes of Vegeta.