A simple, Gloomy night once again ruined by screams. Let me introduce you to our main character, A Heart-ripping mad man.. Or woman? nobody knows.
They simply stared, Watching as the man's Torn chest slowly ripped apart Further, Blood Covering the floor in a sick red that 'Vane' couldn't help but smile at.
a gleeful, Shakey sigh parted Vane's lips, standing up as the cursed- damn guards arrived, beginning to ram their bodies on the door of the warehouse, Continous thuds as the metal slowly began to dent in, yet Vane watched that door eagerly, awaiting to see if it would end differently this time. Fingers tugged on the threads made of guts as the door finally burst, two guards of the seven promptly Returning their dinner to the earth at the sight.
"You all, Are the one thing i LOVE about this city!" a cry of joy, String whipping out in Striking arcs, Bisecting the frontmost guard as his guts began to spill from his open chest, The armour he had been wearing cut through as if it was paper.
One of the more squeamish guards? well he began to run for his life, And Vane let him! he'd be fun to hunt later. Meanwhile, the rest ignored their companion now dead on the ground, beginning to run towards Vane, slicing at the strings, some with terrified expressions, others hardened to this sight, used to death.
one getting his head cut open, A string slicing right through his helmet, skull, and brain. it oozed right out of his head as his heart beat, spraying blood behind him into the eyes of the rest. this of course, ending in another, split down the middle and tripping another guard, landing him face-first into the dead's skull, smashing the brain into a neat paste and he did not get up, either.
"Come on! come on friends! don't leave me hanging!" a Delighted laugh, Finally moving in a blitz of speed, Grabbing a guard's head and ripping his hand upward. The spine Sloshing out of his body as it was torn from it, hanging loosely as the rest of the body thumped to the ground.
"y..-" A terrified guard, stuttered, sprinting at full speed away. The only remaining guard? ran towards Vane, enraged despite it's idiocy. "YOU FUCKING MONSTER!"
"ASHER WAS A GOOD MA-" Yet, his shout was cut short, Just like he was, As his head slid off his body, Slamming into the floor with a thud before being splattered under foot, Spraying vane with blood, Brains, and gore.
and, as the decipated man sprayed blood from his neck, Vane watched the guard running away with pity. "It's too late to run now.." a simple sentence, Dashing towards the guard, his hand piercing through the man's chest and in it? the man's heart, which Vane brought up, and Ate colouring the inside of their mouth redder then before.
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"Truly, This is the problem with red!" a Disappointed sigh as he swallowed the last of the heart's muscle
"there's never enough of it.." a string returned to him, carrying the head of the one man who had gotten away at the start, Vane staring into his Dull, Cold eyes with a weeping gaze.
"..."
"... oh well!" a simple, throw of the man's head, skipping away.
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a man seated at his desk, Tall with defined features stared upon his officers, giving a natural suppression that those at the top give those lower then themself, Not helped by the fact it would be the end of them if they disobeyed him. "Case status."
"Uh- t-the case- n-no, There has been no progress, the killer is illusive and cannot be found, If guards are too weak then he will slaughter them, but he will.. R-run away, if they're too powerful.." his words trailed off as the leader's glare dug into him, Hard enough to Shatter steel.
"Then why haven't we employed stealth, or Baiting tactics?" a simple question, yet the tone of anger carried in it threatened an early 'Retirement' if he answered wrong.
"..w-we have sir! but, He is too intelligent to fall into bait tactics and.. never fails to notice our stealth attempts. we are the o-ones who get.. attacked from stealth when we try to sneak up on him, Sir." his words came out slowly, as if trying to gauge the commander's reaction before..
his head simply, Vanished. crushed before he could even process it, the words "Level Twenty-Seven human killed, Exp received and level increased to Sixty-Six." Ringing in the commander's ears, words he had been longing to hear.
the second sergeant stared in horror at his former friend, before hearing one word "Dismissed." and trying to act as calm as possible as he exited, his entire body shaking in terror.
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so i'm like, not a good writer, and i don't have patience to write either! but like, this is my bad first chapter ig, like 60% chance i never make a second chapter ??
i was also so worried at the start because i was like 'how am i gonna get the system included when i never do first person of Vane?' i figured it out though, because bro is NOT human by any standard, though i'll refrain from commenting on vane's gender.
