A young Filipino man is sullied by a Spanish man who yells at him with insults.
"FUCKING INDIO!!!" The Spaniard friar takes a baton and beats his hand over and over. "I TOLD YOU TO BOW IN RESPECT TO ME YOU GODDAMNED TREE-DWELLER!!!"
The Filipino man is held down by his own brethren, who are other Filipinos who work as lackeys of this soldier.
The Filipino man growls angrily. His teeth begin fangs for a short moment.
"Aswang! ASWANG!!!" yelled his companions.
"KEEP HIM DOWN OR I'LL HAMMER YOURS, INDIO!!!" he roared, before beating his hand even more.
The Filipino man is then slammed in the face and falls to the ground, severely beaten.
"Next time, you kneel," the Spaniard spits on his face and walks away.
Years later... 256
"RAUGH!!!" An American soldier beats down the same Filipino man. "Who the hell do you think you are? I told you to stay steady."
American soldiers smirked and snickered outside the room in an upper Storey watching them thru a window while the Filipino man was strapped to... strangely enough... a chair...
"Inject the flip with the liquid..." said the American soldier, as two men in lab coats inject him with some syringes and they all leave the room.
The Filipino man then screams inside the room while transparent gases are sprayed into his room.
"Sir... This is inhumane..." said a man beside the soldier.
"I'm no Goddamned Nazi. I'm doing this for the good of the American people... Besides... I'm doing this for the good of the world... No one cares about those flips anyway. No one knows about these fucks. No one cares... The population thinks their country is a brand of tin can with fruit in 'em... Begin extraction..."
The Filipino man screamed as his eyes turned blue... 257
Years later...
We switch to the blue eyes of the Aswang King, who shared the exact same look as the Filipino man from before... 258
"PANAKOP!!!" roared the King before blue flames left his body. His eyes glow blue. He flies toward the mountain and destroys it completely with a swift strike from his right fist. "THIS!!! THIS IS THE POWER OF THE ASWANGS!!!" sneered the King.
"Cool," sighed Prometheus. "So, apparently, you guys have a weird... um... strange empire outside MY jurisdiction. Do you guys even pay taxes?"
"Ha! No!" laughed the King.
"Ever heard of lifeblood theory?" asked Prometheus.
"Ever heard of oppression from the government?" asked the King.
"Excuse you?"
"Oh, please, Prometheus! I know what type of politician you are!"
"Again. Excuse you?" 259
"C'mon! You and your controversies and executive power and all that! Makes you immune from the law! According to the Constitution, you made after all!"
"I based it from my world's Philippine Constitution."
"Yeah. Sure! A flawed Constitution made by Americans-!"
"Our President-..."
"Who was pressured by the Americans."
"Ha! Lord's part American!" smiled Miguel. "He's one of my best friends!"
"Gross," said the Aswang King.
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