this story is all out of order due to pure pleasure of me messing around with my step-brother...
He likes to read the story at his house so, i screw everything up so it takes him longer to figure out the plot.
Such a stupid brother I have...
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Year- 1343
Blood- spurting, crawling down their body's, they fell to the ground with extreme ease. I stare in disbelief
at the mass genocide that I plagued this Earth with. Crying- the little children of the town are crying uncontrollably.
The blood of their parents is on their faces, they didn't do anything wrong, they don't even have enough power to
stop him.
"His" face- snickering as the children's spinal cords are split in twos. Even though they are dead, I can still hear
cries... Their cries for their mothers and fathers, it's unbearable, it makes me even want to cry.
Power? Where does he get all this strength? He is just a mere human. And I... I am a demon, with an unlimited
source of energy. His energy supply is limited to what he has infused into his body. Therefore, I should be stronger.
Hm... Now I remember, just vaguely. Just his energy. Its darker [eviler] than my own, but why. Why do I fear his
energy.
I should have gotten stronger... But why haven't I?.. Why? That "boy" gave me everything. His life, power, and
even the energy surrounding. He gave it all away.