Invisible Reaper Dragon (A Reincarnation Story)

Chapter 26 - Lord over Chaos

(WARNING: Potentially triggering content: HEAVY swearing and language usage, speaking of rape, torture, abuse in many different forms; uncaring ruler passively watching this occur; Brutality, and Death).
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There was something brewing in Forge. Something big, and the I wanted in on it, unfortunately the fucking Templar was making it harder and harder to resist just out-right shedding this pathetic mortal shell and utterly crushing them under talon and claw. Just because I was ordered here by my Emperor doesn't mean that I had to play nice with these mortals.

Ugh, even thinking it makes me want to vomit--speaking of pathetic...

I watched passively, internally disgusted, as a human in their mere hundreds dragged another in by their arm—barely mobile and very sickly looking thing it was—she was crying and screaming in pain; the grip was quite literally crushing their arm to be fair it was ben at an angle from where the hand held it. The brute of a human threw their breeding tool before me with an angry cry. I just watched passively as they kicked the female in the ribs—audibly breaking multiple of them (so weak)—before grabbing them by the hair and dragging them towards the throne. (Utterly Pathetic).

"Lord Turmoil. We found this peasant dragging herself and a dirty corpse along the eastern walls earlier tonight! What should I—"

"My lord please forgive me! My child--" The woman tried to plead but the 'guard' just kicked her hard in the ribs again; a dribble of blood came from her lips, probably punctured a lung there...

"Shut up you worthless bitch!"

The only thing worth smelling when around humans was two things: blood and fear— unfortunately, this one reeked of human use and the fear she may have had was long gone while she plead before me, despite her numerous broken bones. "My lord, I have done no wrong. Me and my child were walking to the palace walls and he just, he--"

"I said SHUT UP--"

"Let her Speak." I interrupted, the utter shock on the male's face was enough to make just speaking worth the effort, "I find myself rather interested in her story now--"

"B-but my Lord. Aauuuggghhh." The 'guard's--words turned to screaming as a telekinetic blast turned his left arm into mist.

"You interrupt me again and your head is next," I growled, stupid humans thinking and they all they have to try and speak over those of higher power during times like this. They only have a place at the top of the world due to those damn gods treating them like their pets;

I turned back to the woman, "You. Continue."

"I--I am a merchant traveling from Forge. This is my first time delivering here. I—I came hoping to gain audience with—with you because I—I was told you would have been able to—to heal my son." It was actually rather impressive that this woman thought she could get away with such a commonly used lie.

"And where are your proof? Your Seal of Approval? Your Merchandise?" I toned, bored, "Where is this son of yours?" She broke into tears as soon as I said that word.

Pointing at the 'guard', still writhing on the ground, she screamed, "He killed my son! He and his thugs took everything from me! They took everything and then—then they raped me! They gave me this horrible disease and took my son from me!"

Hmmm, this is getting less and less amusing and just plain pathetic..."If you have no proof or unable to provide anything as such I cannot help you. You haven't even told me your name, much less what was stolen, and honestly I doubt I would have cared anyways..."