The Monster's Loose
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Dark-Templar
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Thousands of years ago, I was a one of the greatest demons of hell, until I was captured and imprisoned by the angels. I have lived lifetimes in a cage made only for me, only to hold me and condemn me to a life in pain and misery.
Not only that I was held prisoner, I was also tortured by means no living creature can comprehend. The magics of heaven itself had been woven into this prison made out of holy stone and damaged my body all the time so I could never gather all my strength. Most of my power I needed to maintain my body and life, but nevertheless the pain was devastating and agony ruled all those years.
My mind and soul were driven nearer and nearer to madness but all the time I was able to withstand the final push and stay sane, until now. Now I have tapped into madness lightly and found a strength inside of this insanity, that showed me clearly I would be able to break free if I drowned myself in this madness.
Up to now I have resisted the temptation to totally lose my mind and break free but the longer I've been in here, the stronger is my lust for revenge and uncontrolled rage, the more I want to forget everything but the taste and smell of fresh blood.
But suddenly a new pain overwhelmed me. I know this pain, it is a pain that I have endured thousands of years ago sometimes. It is the pain of punishment sent by my lord, by the High Lord of hell, by Lucifer.
This new pain is much less of a strain to my body and mind then the torture I've endured for centuries, but now, right now, it is the final push to plunge me into madness and my lord knows that. He wants me to lose my mind and to rampage across the world, to take revenge.
And so I follow the command of my only master and let myself fall into the pool of madness inside of my mind and suddenly a strange sensation overcomes me. It feels a bit like rage, like anger and hatred, but it's much sweeter! A bitter-sweet poison running through my veins and providing me with an amount of strength I would have never thought of as possible.
Suddenly the walls of my prison are nothing more than simple walls of paper to me and I tear them down with ease, raze the whole building to the ground. Finally, after centuries of suffering, there is no pain, no agony, no sorrow, just that bitter-sweet poison of madness running through my mind, infesting more and more of my mind with the lust for fresh blood. I unfold my gigantic wings and feel the cool wind on my skin. With a single flap of my wings I propel myself high into the sky and glide through the winds, mostly hold up in the sky by my wings, but also to some extend by magic.
After a short flight I reach a human colony, it is big and made out of stones, strange machines move in the streets and there is much life and fresh blood. I let myself fall down and land in the middle of one of the gigantic streets. All the humans around me are startled and shocked by what they see in front of them, even if I doubt them to know what exactly I am.
Without wasting any further thoughts to those pitiful creatures I send a surge of power through my whole body and annihilate every single drop of life around me. The body's of the humans get torn apart by the tremendous amount of power and every human who was able to witness what happened starts to scream.
The sound of those screaming animals is annoying and with my hand pointed at them I send another surge of power into there direction to stop there pitiful and annoying screams. Suddenly even more screams emerged out of the beautiful silence and start to annoy me once again. The humans emitting those screams aren't in my line of sight, so I just send another surge all around me, this time bigger and stronger, tearing apart those huge buildings the humans have constructed out of stone.
For a longer time there is no screaming and the beautiful destruction around me delights my sight, but only a few minutes later there are once again those nerving screams and so I build up much of my strength to release in one single, devastating blow.
Suddenly there is a voice calling my name. I hold back my power and turn around. Should actually one of the humans know me? Or is it a fellow demon, attracted by my power? No, it is something else, the one thing I was glad not to see in all those years, an angel. Suddenly all those screams don't matter anymore and a burning rage starts to come from the depths of my mind. The angel simply stands there, facing me with his wings unfolded and his sword drawn, awaiting my first strike, like they always did, but he won't see me striking, he won't even feel it, he will just vanish.
I concentrate all my collected strength to my eyes and send all of it on a ray towards that hated creature. He has no time to dodge the ray of destruction that I send his way, he can only watch and count the seconds until he is totally annihilated.
As the ray touches him, there is a second of total silence, before the destructions breaks loose. All the power send through this ray, rips the body of the angel apart and splatters it all over the whole street. Much of the power is still unspent though and creates a devastating explosion of destruction, annihilating nearly the whole city.
Finally there also are no more screams except for some far away from me. There is also much destruction and blood, painting a beautiful picture of the once lively city. Buildings are shattered all over the ground, those strange machines are lying everywhere and everything is painted in the red of blood.
Suddenly my name is called on again. Prepared to be able to kill more of those hated angels I turn around, but again I am surprised by who calls for me. It is a fellow demon. He is young and small, still weak and compared to me not even worth a fly. He tells me I should return home, he tells me I have brought enough destruction upon this world, but I don't think so. He can go back to hell, I won't follow. He starts to command me to go back to hell, but this only starts to annoy me again. I stare at him in hatred and without a second thought I rush towards him.
He looks surprised as the pain rushes through his body. He looks down on himself and sees my arm buried deep in his chest. Staring at me with disbelieve and disgust he falls to ashes and leaves only his clothings as prove of his existence.
I watch as the ash is carried away by the wind and wonder if I would die the same way, falling to ashes and leaving no trace of my existence. But of course I would not! Neither heaven nor hell would ever forget me, for I am one of the greatest demons that has ever walked the realms. Suddenly there is this pain of punishment, but I shrug it off and continue to bath in this beautiful picture of death and destruction.
Suddenly something hits my back. It feels like flies flying against my back.
As I turn around, there is a huge number of humans, pointing strange rods of metal at me and those rods shoot little metal bullets at me. The thought
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