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...How do people cope with their own inner dem...
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Power... The one and only thing that matters in this fucked up world is power... with it you can control people to your whims... You can make them do anything that you want them to do... You can tell them to jump off a roof and they will do it... You can be anything you want with power... You can even reach into godly potentials... You can literally...DO ANYTHING YOU WANT...
Navad: "Hrmph!"
Goon: "Ugh!"
Navad punched a goon in the face which caused the goon's nose to bleed... But Navad wasn't done... He walked up to the already bleeding goon and punched him in the face again...
Goon: "Oof~! N-No please... No more! I give up!"
Navad: "Give up...? Give up? Ahahahaha... This world is fucked up you moron... AND YOU WANNA FUCKING GIVE UP!?"
Goon: "Ugh! Agh! Guha~!"
Navad pulled the downed Goon up, he drove the goons head into a wall and started pummeling him...
Navad: "Ahahaha... AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! You have to be strong! POWERFUL! If you wanna stay down there being all weak and helpless... Then let me help you in easing your pain... BY KILLING YOU!"
Goon: "N-NO! PLEASE!"
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Navad: "Ahahahahahahaha!!! YES! CRY FOR ME! LET ME SEE THOSE TEARS!"
He relished in the moment... When he sees anyone begging for mercy, he feels ecstatic... the euphoric feeling that he gets when seeing this is insurmountable... And this is all because of the teachings of his God...
Navad: "He was right... With power... You can take anything and everything that you want...hehehehe... AHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Navad laughed at the goon he just beat up... This goon was his first victim... The feeling of destroying those weaker than you... It was honestly addicting... This goon used to harass Navad a lot... Navad would only stay quiet and not mind him... However... Things began to escalate and then Navad finally had enough... He dropped the facade of being a weakling and stood up to his opponent... Eventually, all those pent up stress and anger boiled to the brim... And without as much as a warning... Navad drove his fist into the goon's cheeks breaking his teeth... Now realizing what he can do... Navad searched for more... He hungered for more... He wanted to beat the living shit out of more people...
Navad: "Ehehehe...EHEHEHE...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! YOU! YOU WANNA GO NEXT!? COME AT ME!"
Navad took many hits but he returned each hit 10 times fold... He was small but Navad was strong... His fists could easily collapse a person's rib cage, crack open someone's skull and even dislocate someone's joints with ease...He was merciless, he was brutal...
His life was full of blood shed... He continued this way of living until he eventually rose up to be his God's very own tool of genocide... However...
Uria: "You're both blinded! Don't you see just how many people are suffering because of your ways!?"
Navad: "The weak must be purged! This world has no need for those types of fodder! And besides... My God sees no reason for him to stop his majestic genocide."
Uria: "No... He is no god... He is just a man, both of you are... And I will show you that I can open his eyes..."
...Uria the daughter of Navad's god... Stormed off and went to execute the plan she had made... however...
Navad: "And I will show you just how powerless you are..."
The annual battles began and Uria entered the tournament despite having no other knowledge of fighting except her swordsmanship... Navad made a devious plan to humiliate the young girl of her insolence...
Uria was pitted against an opponent that was 10 times larger, and stronger than her... The girl naturally shook in fear and just as expected the battle was over in an instant...but unfortunately... Uria's suffering was not done...
Uria: "Aaaaaaaahhhhh~!!!"
Yeah!!! GO!!! DO HER GOOD!!! SHOW HER WHO'S BOSS!!!
The perverse roars of the onlookers riled the behemoth on as he violated the young girl to no end... as her purity was torn she lets out a deafening scream... Navad relished this moment... He felt his entire being shake in happiness... in ecstasy...
Uria: "Aahh!! AAaaahhh!!! AGHHHH!!!!"
The girl continued to scream as her body was defiled over and over and over again by the behemoth... She was being shamed in front of many people... Not only that... This event was presented live worldwide on televisions... Meaning that this vile act upon her was shown to everyone...Including her own father...
Uria: "Aa..aaa....aa....."
Eventually her screams died out and just as she took her final breath... The behemoth who defiled her... bludgeoned her head... Ending her life then and there...
Navad felt proud of his accomplishment... But then... From the doors of the arena... His God, Uria's father arrived... The strongest man known to the world... With a single blow he tore the behemoth who raped and murdered his daughter apart... The attack was so violent that the behemoth's innards started spilling out as if it was a pierced carton of milk...
This did not Surprise Navad... He knew his god was powerful...what did surprise him however... Was the change in his expression... Gone was the stoic leader... The Iron clad mask... His God's face... It was distorted... Painted with tears... This isn't Navad's God anymore... This was a broken man who had lost someone dear to him...
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Navad wanted to bring his God back... But he couldn't... Now all that's left were his enemies... his God had given up the throne... And so Navad took it upon himself to become the next most powerful man in the world... Many challenged him... Many fell... But eventually... Someone stronger than him appeared... This strength he had was failing him... He could no longer muster the will to fight... Without his god... Navad faced his last fight... And died in the hands of someone stronger than him...
So what...? I just wasn't strong enough... That's my way of life... Be strong... Or die...
To this day his spirit lingers on... The undying will to become powerful... keeps Navad Venomania living as a Darkened Knight...
Influenced to see power as the highest form of grandeur, his evil spirit manifests itself to those who wield power, to challenge them and to humiliate them in the event of their demise by his own hands...
