Genocide

Prologue

"This just in, the president of the United States of America has issued commands on the termination of all mythical beings as a result of the senseless massacre that has occurred in...."

The television turns static completely as a seismic tremor hit the apartment. I took a momentary glance at the monitor on my desktop. 11 a.m. . A full eleven hours of dreamless slumber. I could still feel the intense pain  on my right calf. A pack of lycanthropes really gave me a run for my money as I made my escape from the now destroyed Madison Square Garden. I had barely enough magic to cast the shape-shifting spell on myself to escape. However, they managed to inflict a serious wound on my right calf

"Damn, mangy mutts."

I strained to drag myself to the bathroom to bathroom and take some painkillers. I sighed. Today is gonna be exhausting, I thought to myself.

"What the hell do you expect, you've got a psychopath after you. Both humans and the mythical creatures want you dead. The magical society has sent you into exile and you don't have a friend in the world!"

Tears began to stream down at the thought of Susan Grace. As an expert in psychological warfare, she had a way of getting into your mind. Some might even call her a seductress but I knew better. She was half-succubus and half-elf so things might get a little complicated at times. In the end, I saw through the pheremones and aphrodisiac effect that her kind emmited  and saw the real her. I was in love and then I lost everything in a second. All for the sake of preventing World War 3.

"You have to stop them!"  said Susan from beneath a pile of burning debris. Her face was but a distant memory but as clear as day. Her soot-covered face filled with terror of her impending demise. "I love you."

That was the last thing she said to me before the entire arena collapsed. It was too painful to a memory to recall."I swear I'll stop them if it's the last thing I do, you won't have died in vain. Rest in peace, my beloved," I whispered under my breath. 

I grabbed the scissors  in the  wooden cabinet and stared at my reflection in the mirror. I was going to have to come up with a new identity. Slowly, I began cutting my hair until it was short. Then, I dyed my naturally blond hair to jet black. I was not going to maintain the shape-shifting for so long as it will deplete my mana. I was always an anime fan so I was going for an asian look. I even figured out my new alias, Amon Kenji.

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