Dark......Cold......lifeless........
That's how the world feel as I awoke from the surgical table I was created from.
The world was dark, cold, lifeless. Everything felt meaningless as I stared down upon the creatures in dark hoods bewildered at what they had done. Shocked beyond belief yet still not satisfied.
A little bit of memory flooded in my mind. Who am I? Where am I?
" Who did this?" I say referring to my bare jet black body, illuminated by the light of a full moon peering through a window somewhere in the room. My voice echoed, booming with authority filled with the corrupted sins I was infused with. Sins that would torturer and bend a mortal to do unthinkable things. An insane and twisted result of the devil playing god.
A man took off his hood stepping forth, a box in his hands.
"It was I who planned and put this together, and it is I who brought you to this world we call earth. Dear unholy one please except my offer as a sacrifice to you. Thy only child, in wishes that you will lead us and corrupt this realm with your evil and make it bow and tremble with fear as they cower before you. And in this box I place another gift. A heart of a ying, the source of all good." He says walking closer with each step. I could smell the fluids dripping from his head, taste his saltiness hear as his heart thrusted against his chest. He pulls out a white glowing orb hesitantly.
"And for what reason do I need this?" I say snatching it from his hand. It seemed to glow brighter the closer it comes to my chest as it made me crave for it, hunger and thirst for it to be shoved inside me.
" It will give you your power, it will also help you blend in. There is something out there that wants to kill you, that wants to force the evil out of this world. It is a true source of hope, love and happiness. "
" so be it mortal, but if this is a trick..... I will gut you, burn you, cut you limb from limb and keep you alive to feel it all." I say causing him to gulp. Satisfied with the out come I shove it all into me with no seconds hesitation.
As soon as I do I feel warm inside. Like life mattered. Like a full moon looking for its other half finally becoming whole. The mere second of having the ball inside me was pure bliss and pleasure.
"And your other gift?" I say sounding very pleased, my voice in a more human like tone. I felt weaker and yet better. A bit mortal.
"Yes my only child, my son as a slave to your bidding." He says and steps aside a bit. A teenage mortal was presented to me, in chains and shackles, tears running down his face as he silently begged for mercy at his father's hand. Two black hooded figures stood on both sides of him.
" What is your name boy?" I ask my voice sounding more and more like a teen aged mortal, my height shrinking to a normal mortal size, or at least a bit taller then him.
They put him on his knees in front of me and he quickly looks away his face turning a deep dark red.
"When I speak you listen, understand boy?" I say slapping him the sound echoing across the room as more tears fall out yet he still refused to look at me.
"I, I, I'm s,s,sorry sir. It's just y,y,your n,naked st,still."He stuttered never looking in my direction.
"Some one present me with clothes quickly! Or else I shall burn you all to ashes." I said demanding some clothes.
A woman came up too me handing me some dark black skinny jeans, a black under shirt, a black button up shirt and a pair of black sock and shoes. I put them on as everyone eyes watched glued onto me.
"From this day forth I will be addressed as Kamachi karma. Anything other then was that Wil result in a treacherous death." I say as I walk out of the room.
I hear a slight chuckle and stop dead in my tracks at the door frame. Turning around I look directly at the guy who decided my name was a laughing matter.
"And what is so funny?" I asks sending glares that literally burned his skin, but only a little. I didn't wanna waste his pathetic mortal life just yet.
" What type of name is Kamachi Karma? That's just too plain and idiotic! Not even evil, just plain confusing and stupid." He said with a smirk. Like he was better than me. Like I was weak.
I felt a rage build inside me, an arousing flame scorching through my veins. This was the feeling of lust, blood lust. I wanted him dead. Needed it. All of them will die till I'm satisfied. All of them will pay for making me seem weak, worthless, like nothing.
I watch as the man grabs a blade. My eyes followed his every move as he shoved it into his stomach sliding it upwards till nothing was left to cover the now exposed organs and the hanging intestines falling from his chest before he falls towards the ground, laying in a pool of his own blood.
The tention in the room grew with the most appetizing aroma of fear and death. I smirked and watched as the scene unfolded in front of me. Friends killing each other. Lovers slaughtering each other. Parents tearing there children limb from limb till there was nothing left.
The screams, the tears, the delicious smell of blood and death filled the room as nothing but corpses lay on the ground in pools of blood. I walk out satisfied with my work. Yet ready to do more mischievous things.
