May 12, 2011 - Kanazawa, japan - 905, blossom street. I was preparing to take the lives of a family, One that wouldn't pay me back or offer me any value if they joined me. their house was a tall luxurious building, largely brick yet with a deep green door made of wood. I was thinking deeply about the best way to kill them, before my henchman asked,"hey Jian Heng what will we do with the boy?". I answered, We shall let the boy live, however his life will be a living hell we shall not kidnap him just traumatize him through forcing him to see the splattered and dismantled bodies of his parents. he will always be afraid of it happening to him, he will be at our mercy. i thought to myself after that, will the boy be an issue, what could happen if he does become a problem?
Men get ready to raid, ready your weapons for i shall infuse them with the magic of the light one, i said. The magic i controlled was the magic of the one who created light, Ifa, it's looked down upon to have made a deal with the one of light, the one that made evil. what most don't understand is fear was not a problem for the worshipers of Ifa, they knew not of the unknown, the dark and it made them evil as they believed they could do anything no matter how foul or vile it may be. it fit me as i had only wanted to amass a great power no matter what i needed to do. Now my life was one that i was proud of since i had managed to become widely known and feared. the more people i killed or the more followers i amassed the larger my persona of fear and power was.
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it is 11 p.m. as the raid starts, me and my men just broke down the door waking the family and then we heard a loud yell from them as the parents of the child had rushed out ready to fight. they were shockingly using weapons infused with magic, that of the dark one, Halkan, the only one who rivaled Ifa. their weapons weren't what would be known as traditional weapons of magic for they instead had tsoros or fright rings. they were supposed to be skill based game like weapons not intended for real combat, they're well known for being one of the weapons of choice for the followers of Halkan.
my men were shocked at the type of weapon they were using and how much skill they had with it, they managed to take out several of my men as they had the element of surprise. this put fear in my men for the first time, however i on the other hand stepped forward unwilling to let the rest of my men perished and i ordered them to fire their weapons upon them and yet they still remained alive. the words "haske haske fashewa" came through my lips as i let out a blast of energy made of light, splattering the guts of the parents everywhere and my men having never seen that power before asked me what it was yet even i didn't know what it was.