Hello the author here, was wondering if anyone has any good names they want to throw at me to add to the story. My naming sense sucks so even if it is the type of character that isn't added I might use it in the future. Also I need better names for his moves typing universe energy every time is annoying. Just leave it in the comments I read them all anyways.

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With the salt in one hand and the red hot rod in my other I walked over to where the pig was laying down. He was still alive as I could tell with the rise and fall of his chest, but it seems to be getting slower and the pig also seems to have passed out. I stop the bleeding with some basic pressure points and use the iron rode to burn his tongue so he doesn't drown in his own blood. As I was finishing up Cauterizing his tongue he woke up and started screaming. I simply kicked him in his fat gut to make him stop. I take the salt and without mercy dump it's all over his body, as I finish I toss the bag off to the side as he started convulsing.

Looking down upon him the man, no not man pig slowing and painfully dying at my feet I found myself wearing a smile. I never really was an aggressive person in my past unless I was provoked, but now that I have mother to care for it seems her pain can bring my rage and wrath. This pig had been causing the nightmares that haunt my mother and now he was slowing and painfully dying at my feet. His breathing slows and slows until finally he lies there dead. I did not want mother to see this so I walk towards the doors and open them; then I walk towards the closet body and kick it until it’s at the doors. Once he is outside the doors I lift my leg and straining all my muscles I use all the force I can muster in my leg and punt the body outside the manor. My arm strength might not have been enough to pull of this feat but thankfully my legs are around double the strength. I repeat this process with the other 2 bodies and continue to clean the blood until it looks as clean as when I first walked in.

With that done I go back towards the room where mother is waiting with Jane. As I enter the room I notice Jane is sitting besides mother both holding each other. As they see me enter I can tell mother was very worried about me, seeing the look in her eyes I simply smiled and said in a tone that was reassuring.

"Mother they cannot harm you anymore, and do not worry as my most loved one I will protect you against all who wish you harm."

I smile as I finish speaking and go sit on the couch opposite of theirs, it also seems like Jane cleaned up the broken table because I do not see any wood shards anywhere. Jane looks at me in an expression that shows she is scared, and mother gives me her warm smile and says.

"My son what happened to them? What about the repercussions'?"

I wanted to quell her worries as fast as possible so that she can finally have her life back; so I reassured her with my words.

"Mother there is no longer a way for them to hurt you for they are no longer of this world, I made sure the man that caused your nightmares tasted at least a small fraction of the pain you had to endure. As for the repercussions I just wanted to make sure you are well I will wait in the hall for anyone that comes you and Jane should go relax maybe take a bath? After today you will no longer be the figurehead, but the actual leader of this city so there will probably be a lot of work after today."

I finish speaking and get up I know their bodies will be found soon, it's not like they walked her they probably have guards on standby at the carriage that brought them. Without waiting for mother to reply I walked out the room closing the door behind me. For good measure I broke off the handle, there is a door that leads to servant halls they can take. I walked to the front door and walked outside, outside I could see 5 men rushing towards the manor rage covered their faces. From what mother has taught me on the resources available in this word their gear seems mediocre. They are wearing what looks like iron chainmail, leather pants and a simple iron barbute helmet. There vitals are not even being protected as they get within range of my dashing technique I start leaning forwards letting gravity push me downwards as my face gets closer to the ground I use my leg muscles to launch myself and added with the gravity faster than they can see I appear in front of the guard in front.

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First thing I do is use the focus technique and form my hand claw, and slash the neck of the guard closest to me. Before any of them can recover I drew the sword of the guards I had just killed and waited for them to come out of their stupor. I waited for them to surround me, and as they did they slowly came forwards together. They probably thought surrounding me was an advantage, but this is what I wanted and as they got within range of my sword I jumped. Using my perfect body control I spun in a circle in midair with my sword out finishing all 4 at the same time with a sliced neck. As I landed back on the ground they had already fallen over dead.

Without a second glance I walked to where the guards came from, in the manor driveway was a lavish carriage, and old man sitting in the front. Ignoring the old man's stares as there was a little blood on my outfit I got inside the carriage, and gave him an order.

"Bring me to the Mallor residence, any resistance is equal to your death; do you really want to die for an already dead man?"

Sadly the old man was not the understanding and started asking questions.

"Child what do you mean a dead man and what is that blood on your outfit. Who do you think you are to order me I am Lord Mallor’s personal coach driver?"

I really am getting annoyed on how people with authority and no power look down on others for no reason thinking they are great. So I put my sharp nails to his throat and said in the most menacing tone I could.

"This blood is your masters combined with those guards that is why I said dead man. As to whom I am you should know after all you killed my father and came here to take my mother as a toy. Now bring me to the pig’s residence or die a fruitless death for I will get there either way."

The effect was instant as he started to get the horse going and the carriage going forwards. I sat back down in the overly lavish carriage and stared out the window. This was going to be my first time leaving the manor, and my reason for leaving is to shed blood. With a sigh I let go of that notion this was to make mother live a good life.

As we drew farther from the manor I had my first glimpse of the outside world: an active medieval looking city filled with people bartering for food, wooden shops for potions, and blacksmiths shops with smoke billowing out of the chimney. The roads are compressed dirt and stones, very basic technology; from what mother said instead of technology people here focused on magic advancements. I had no interest in magic I prefer to train my body and use the energy of the universe.

I noticed people stopping and bowing their heads towards the carriage as we pass. They cannot see who is in it so I guess that is to be expected I am pretty sure the nobles were the ones controlling this city. After about a 30 minute ride we pull up to a huge metal gate and the driver and the guard exchange a few words before the gates open and we pull up to what looks like a miniature castle. I have no worry about the driver telling the guards anything for I do not fear the guards. Mother said the closer to the center of the main dimension we got the stronger people are. This city is on the outskirts of the human dimension so that means it is filled with the weak. Hopping out of the carriage everybody gives me a look of confusion on why a child covered in blood is getting out of their lords carriage, and not the lord. I just gave an emotionless smile after saying in a voice without emotion.

"Let the slaughter begin."