《Azran - Magic King of the Darkness(Finished Volume 1/Dropped Volume 2)》Side Sory-and Chapter 04 Azran the Ripper?
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Azran the Magic King of Darkness
Hey guys, There were a lot of people who wanted to know why the MC killed all those people. So I will explain it in Chapter 04. Right After Navaris's side story. The real history of Nyarlahotep. Tell me what you think about her story and if I should do similar ones in the future.
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Side Story:Life of a Monster
Navaris POV
I was born in the Darkness.
It was cold......I was alone.....I did not have a name.....or a purpose.
An eternity passed as I drifted in the Darkness....There was nothing but me and the Darkness.
Eventually I stumbled upon a light...I did not know what it was but I knew it was different.
So I went into it....I came out on a world called Earth......I was surrounded by peculiar beings.....Later I learned that they were called Humans
When I appeared the Humans became silent...Until one of them yelled something...It was "Monster".
Monster.....was that my name......what was a monster....Some of the Humans began throwing things at me..
Was this a greeting......I should play it safe and imitate them......But Humans are fragile.....They broke, and screamed, and cried....I did not understand what they said....But I understood their feelings.
They wanted me to leave......I was sad that they did not want to talk with me....But they wanted me to leave.....So I left.
A long time passed.....Now I understand their words.....I am a Monster....A being that no one desires....My purpose was to kill and destroy....They told me that this was what I was meant to be.....That I was an ugly, vicious, powerful monster......They gave me a name......Nyarlahotep.
Some beings worshiped me...Others scorned and feared me....I changed my shape, to try and be accepted....They still feared me.
A long time passed....I was bored.....this endless cycle of worship and hate....I wanted something different.....Something new.......Then I found him.
A young boy....being forced to watch as his brother was beaten, by the same ones who feared me.....He screamed for help......None Came.
His mind reached out....Searching, feeling for anyone, anything to help him.....No one answered.....Then He found me......His mind touched mine....He wanted to see me....I showed him.
He saw me.......He was different from the others.....He did not bow...or scream....He grabbed me....and begged for help.
No one had ever asked me for anything......They had screamed and cursed...or killed hoping for my favor....but no one had ever asked.
This was new....This was different.....I entered him....I saw his deepest thoughts and desires....Even those he did not know he had.....He truly did not fear me....Not even in the darkest corner of his mind...
Even those who worshiped me, feared me.....He was special......He screamed in horror....His brother was going to die....I used him as a portal...allowing me to bring my body into this world.
I leapt towards the men and watched as the familiar fear covered their faces....but this time it was different....I had someone who did not fear me.....How dare they upset my human.
HUH....No that's right....He is mine.....My Human....MINE...
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It seems I awakened his powers...He changed....and is killing the other men....but one thing is the same....He still doesn't fear me....My chest feels weird....Is this happiness?.....It is strange.....and uncomfortable....but not unwelcome.
He has returned to his normal form...The others are scared of me....I don't want to upset him...so I change to look like them.
He smiled at me....He said I was beautiful....I have never been called that before....even when I changed to look like this....They still called me a monster....but not him.
I think I will stay with him....I have no where else to go.....everyone else fears me.
I heard them.....they called him a monster.....I will definitely stay with him.....He is not a monster......I will not leave him alone.....I do not want him to be alone like I was....I will not let him become a monster.....I will keep him human.....So he will never fear me....or leave me.
He smiled.....He can hear my thoughts......He says that he will always stay with me....That he will never fear me....I think I like this human......He is comforting......I have never been comforted before.......It is a new experience......I think I like this comforting.
Chapter 04
Azran POV
The forest was beautiful.It was filled with gorgeous trees and beautiful flowers. It is so amazing...but its beauty is slightly dulled because of the memory of all those wasted lives.....is this perhaps the rumored conscious....Huh...it feels weird.
I think I over reacted. I didn't need to kill all of them. But I'm not sorry...I will never be so helpless again.....That day.....I was forced to watch George be beaten and almost murdered....I was helpless and useless, while one of the only people who didn't ignore me or whisper that I was useless and a failure, was beaten.
....And when they summoned me.....Once again I was powerless.....Even though I gained all that strength and power.....I was still helpless.....
I had failed.......I was still useless.....They had to pay for that.....for rendering me helpless once more.....There was almost nothing worse than realizing that all of your hard work and power was for naught......How dare they.....What right did they have to render me helpless.....Who Died and made them God?
I shook my head. It was useless thinking about past events. Nothing I could do, would allow me to change past events. There was only the present and the future. But in memory of all their wasted lives, I would give the next people who piss me off a chance at life.
'Hey Navaris you awake now'
'I was never asleep. However since you did not need my help with the battle, I figured that you would not need my help with anything else.'
'Um...Navaris...Are you sulking?'
'Of course not. I was simply ignoring you since you had no need of me."
'You do know that that is sulking right. And it wasn't that I didn't need you I was just really pissed at them and wanted to kill them myself.'
'.........'
'Tell you what the next time I decide to kill a bunch of people, you can kill half of them. Okay....'
'Very Well. I accept your terms'
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Whew! Dodged that bullet. A pissed off Navaris is not something you want to deal with. When she's pissed, she makes me look like a nice normal Boy Scout.
If Boy Scouts were demons who liked to destroy stuff for fun....and were often compared to the Grim Reaper.....and Armageddon.....and the Beast of the Apocalypse.......and Jackie Chan......All right scratch that last one.
I glanced around and frowned......Something wasn't right....There was an aura of fear and pain in the air...but no one was in sight.
However; a second later a small girlish voice screamed "NOOOOO!!!! Someone....Please Help Me....Anyone....Please"
Now I may be a psychotic killer but even I have some sort of twisted moral code.
My moral code is very short and simple:
1. I do not practice or tolerate Rape
2.I do not practice or tolerate Slavery
3.I do not kill or mistreat children {And I have a very simple method of dealing with those who combine any or all of the first three rules [Execute with Extreme Prejudice]}
4. Try not to kill to many innocent people {Okay so the last one is rather vague and flexible}
And from the sound of it someone was breaking at least one of my rules. Oh well, I decided to give them one chance at living......I really hope they refuse.
I sprinted into the forest before telling Navaris
'You only get to kill half of them after they refuse to stop. And you should try to stay in your human form in this world. I don't want a bunch of nitwits trying to gain your favor by having human\demon sacrifices again'
'Very Well.' Navaris answered.
I found the scene of the disturbance soon after, It seemed that a bunch of human slavers, I geuss there were about 15 of them, were trying to enslave a little dark elf girl......Oh I am going to enjoy killing them.
The little girl was a dark elf, that much was obvious from her dark grey skin, silver hair and sea-gray eyes, besides her pointed ears. She was very slim and couldn't have been older than seven years old.
The slave traders were trying to drag her into a wooden cart, with several chains in it but she was squirming on the ground, and barely managing to escape their grasp. As she writhed in their clutches her eyes met mine, and she screame
"Please, Help Me....PLEASE!!"
I grinned, I had said I would give them a chance at life, but I didn't say that I would actively try to get them to accept it.
"Hey, Assholes. Give me the girl and run away. Then maybe, just maybe I'll spare your worthless lives."
Well I gave them a chance, I just didn't make it seem appealing.
"Shut up, you bastard. This girl's worth a lot of money. Stop squirming bitch!!"
As he said that, he kicked her in the stomach, hard. Her body convulsed for a moment, before she coughed up blood, and gasped for breath.
'That guy is mine. Feel free to take the one charging towards me, and whoever else you want'
'Agreed'
The jackass who was charging at me, with his sword. Yelled like some barbarian and swung it sideways, towards my chest.
Navaris appeared, or materialized out of my chest....I never really understood how it worked......but any way, she did some sort of handstand on the guys head, before twisting it 180 degrees, and flipping off towards the other slavers.
I grinned, just like her to do something any human would deem impossible. Oh Well, It was my turn now.
Infusing my body with mana, I teleported in front of the girl-kicking asshole, and before he could react, I grabbed his shoulders......And ripped him in half.
It was kind of cool really, I'd only ever seen people do stuff like that in comics. Then I swayed backwards, avoiding the stabbing of a spear, before snapping the poor bastards arm off at the elbow.
I waited till he started to scream, before shoving his arm, through his mouth and out the back of his neck.......see, poor bastard.
I spun around, till I was facing another three, who were wearing some sort of metal helmets and plating. I grinned, this was why everyone wears kevlar nowadays.
I reached out with my mind connecting to the metal,and forcing it together. The fools didn't even have time to scream before their helmets turned into compacted balls of scrap, sending what was left of their heads splattering everywhere.
I glanced over at Navaris, just in time to see her rip someone's throat out with her teeth, before ripping off the heads of the two standing behind her.
Leave it to Navaris to come up with interesting ways to kill someone. Oh well.....She can deal with the rest of them.
"Navaris, They're all yours"
And with that I turned to the little girl who was coughing blood on the ground. I crouched down and placed my hands on her stomach, sending my mind into her body. It seemed that the asshole.......What was his name again........Oh Well I geuss he didn't have one.....anyway he ruptured several of her internal organs......Maybe I should've tortured him before killing him...To bad.
I sent mana down my arms and into her body, using it to repair her organs, before sending it throughout her body, healing any slight bruises or abrasions.....Whew! I brought my mind back into my body, to be assailed by a strong drained feeling.....It seems that took a good portion of my mana....I specialize in the destruction of the body, so it takes a lot more energy to actually heal it...
"So what's your name?" I asked her. Conveniently ignoring the screams of pain and terror as Navaris tore the smart ones who had tried to run away into tiny little peices.
"...Angeline" She whispered. She was probably still coming to terms with the fact that the man who had ripped someone in half, had just healed her.
"Nice to meet you Angeline....My name is Azran....The Magic King of Darkness....sounds cool huh."
She giggled a little, before nodding. I grinned before asking
"So Angeline, What were you doing...."
"Sister, Don't!!!"
"Huh...What are you...."
I barely managed to get those words out, before something hard slammed into the back of my head, flinging me into a nearby tree.
And my final thoughts, before I faded into unconsciousness were
'OMG! I can't believe I got decked by a girl!!!..........I am never going to live this one down.'
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Thanks for reading! Introduction of a Dark Elf into Harem........{Spoiler Alert}.....It's not Angeline(whispered)
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