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A young Filipino man is sullied by a Spanish man who yells at him with insults.

"FUCKING INDIO!!!" The Spaniard friar takes a baton and beats his hand over and over. "I TOLD YOU TO BOW IN RESPECT TO ME YOU GODDAMNED TREE-DWELLER!!!"

The Filipino man is held down by his own brethren, who are other Filipinos who work lackeys of this soldier.

The Filipino man growls angrily. His teeth begins fangs for a short moment.

"Aswang! ASWANG!!!" yelled his companions.

"KEEP HIM DOWN OR I'LL HAMMER YOURS, INDIO!!!" he roared, before beating his hand even more.

The Filipino man is then slammed in the face and falls to the ground, severely beaten.

"Next time, you kneel," the Spaniard spits on his face and walks away.

Years later...

"RAUGH!!!" An American soldier beats down the same Filipino man. "Who the hell do you think you are? I told you to stay steady."

American soldiers smirked and snickered outside the room in an upper Storey watching them thru a window while the Filipino man is strapped to... strangely enough... a chair...

"Inject the flip with the liquid..." said the American soldier, as two men in lab coats inject him with some syringes and they all leave the room.

The Filipino man then screams inside the room while transparent gases are sprayed into his room.

"Sir... This is inhumane..." said a man beside the soldier.

"I'm no Goddamned Nazi. I'm doing this for the good of the American people... Besides... I'm doing this for the good of the world... No one cares about them flips anyway. No one knows about these fucks. No one cares... The population thinks their country is a brand of tin can with fruit in 'em... Begin extraction..."

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The Filipino man screamed as his eyes turn blue...

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Years later...

We switch to the blue eyes of the Aswang King, who shared the exact same look as the Filipino man from before [https://img.wattpad.com/54db06a482d7ac89133f2a07feb25e58b98a2e8b/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6e734e5a72556f447855354174513d3d2d313432313133343830342e313762346566393933373436306137643638343335363130353534392e706e67?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

We switch to the blue eyes of the Aswang King, who shared the exact same look as the Filipino man from before...

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"PANAKOP!!!" roared the King before blue flames leave his body. His eyes glow blue. He flies toward the mountain and destroys it completely with a swift strike from his right fist. "THIS!!! THIS IS THE POWER OF THE ASWANGS!!!" sneered the King.

"Cool," sighed Prometheus. "So, apparently, you guys have a weird... um... strange empire outside MY jurisdiction. Do you guys even pay taxes?"

"Ha! No!" laughed the King.

"Ever heard of lifeblood theory?" asked Prometheus.

"Ever heard of oppression from the government?" asked the King.

"Excuse you?"

"Oh, please, Prometheus! I know what type of politician you are!"

"Again. Excuse you?"

"C'mon! You and your controversies and executive power and all that! Makes you immune from the law! According to the Constitution you made after all!"

"I based it from my world's Philippine Constitution."

"Yeah. Sure! A flawed Constitution made by Americans-!"

"Our President-..."

"Who was pressured by the Americans."

"Ha! Lord's part American!" smiled Miguel. "He's one of my best friends!"

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"Gross," said the Aswang King.

"Dude..." said Miguel. "That's uncool."

"Sorry. It's just that... I had a tough time growing up in the Spanish era..." said the Aswang King. "Tried really hard to hide who and what I really am. Hide my kind. After my father was killed by the Spanish I was raised by them so they could have control over the Philippines with my army. An organization of Spaniards that are now controlled by Americans and Filipino politicians known as the Reino de Los Cerdos. They're a group of money-grubbing technocrats that had Philippines under their glove for resources controlling the Political Dynasties in our land. And Prometheus is one of these politicians controlled by these pieces of shit. They're the ones that put this in me..." The Aswang King reveals his claws again, but this time, a powerful and deadly red flame leaves the bone claw turning each into daggers made of light.

"So..." Miguel claps his hands. "They're the bad guys of your kingdom?"

"Well, in a way, yes..." said the King. "But technically, they're everyone's bad guys. My people's bad guys. Wouldn't want that in our lives, do we?"

"Uh-huh... Do you know where my Dad is?" asked Miguel.

"Excuse you?" asked the King.

"Nah! Naw! I'm just...! Um... asking! Is all..."

"Miguel..." said Prometheus.

"No! Just a question! Small... very teenie tiny question!"

"That's a life-changing question that ruins the entire damned reason YOU'RE HERE!!!"

"Yeah! And it's what drives me to even be here. Soooo..."

"Good... Indeed... Feel that anger in you... Feel that drive... let that arrogance raise your unwavering obsession," smiled the King. "Then let that anger fuel you true power."

"PANAKOP!!!" Miguel yelled the King, yet nothing but a wave of dust pours away from his feet.

"This is Kulam!" yelled Prometheus.

"This is not Kulam. It isn't Usog. It is a technique driven by ego."

"Which is Kulam, dipshit!"

"He is an Aswang, Prometheus. No wonder he never won any battle with Usog. You trained him with a non-compatible spirit power."

"I am trying to offer Miguel something far greater than what a simple human can offer. No wonder you joined the Americans."

"'Joined!?' Filipino here!"

"Yet you settled with New York City as your capital. New. York. An insult to our people."

"'Insult!?' I spent years fighting for my people! Humanity!"

"What about the Filipinos!? For years they've been underneath those filthy Goddamned American PIGS!!! And yet you allow such a pathetic excuse of a nation rule over us!"

"Kinda uncomfy with this, sr..." said Miguel. "Lord's my best friend, and all!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Yes! But look at him! Stronger than you! Better than you in every way! Women flirt with him! Now, look at you! One of us! Has any Homo Sapien woman loved you?"

"Yeah. Anna."

"Ah... So, you do! Lucky you! But has anyone ELSE loved you?"

"Just her. And she's enough."

"Really? You aren't angry about him getting more women than you!?"

"Of course, not."

"Hmph... It seems your blood is far too dirtied. Very well."

"Would you stop goating him!?" roared Prometheus.

"Hm..." smiled the King. "You have no hate toward that American at all?"

"Nope!" smiled Miguel.

The King squints his eyes. "Well, for your assignment... I'd like you to find that drive... Find conquest, Miguel..." he said.

The next day...

Miguel walks into the kitchen to hear giggling. Miguel runs inside and sees Anna and Lord laughing while they play Switch together on the TV. Miguel's eyes turn blue, annoyed. "What you guys up to?"

"Playin'!" smiled Lord. "WOOO!!!" He cheered, having beat Anna.

"Aw, snap, dude!" smiled Anna.

Miguel looks frustrated and walks away.

Anna notices this but shrugs it off, proceeding to press start again.

The next day...

"YA!!! YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA!!!" Miguel blasts a flurry of punches. "PANAKOP RUSH!!!" A blue flame-like aura leaves Miguel's body for a split second as he threw the flurry of punches.

"That! That is the grit i'm looking for!" sneered the Aswang King. "Where did you learn such power? What? What is your drive?"

"I'm not sure yet..." smirked Miguel. "But, DAMN that felt good!"

Prometheus looks a bit worried, watching over Miguel.

Back home...

Miguel hears the pair giggling. His eyes widen upon seeing Anna put her feet over Lord's and helping him do some sit-ups.

Miguel's teeth turn into fangs. "Um... Haha! What's up guys?"

"Getting stronger," said Lord.

"Helpin' him get stronger! Gym buddies, after all!"

"Gym buddies?" asked Miguel.

"Yeah? Problem?" smiled Lord.

Miguel's eye twitches.

The next day...

Miguel blasts his fists faster than ever before as reality began to release strange underwater-like waves around him.

"Hm... That's enough..." said the King.

"Why!? I ALMOST HAD IT!!!" roared Miguel.

Prometheus yells. "Miguel! Do not yell at your master!"

"No! No, no! This is good! It shows he's getting stronger!" the King approaches Miguel. "But you're holding back. I suggest you... try and release your anger in a healthy manner. Spar with one of your allies."

Later...

Miguel's eye twitches, watching Anna spar with Lord.

"Hey!" smiled Miguel, unhinged. "May I try having a swing at ya?"

Lord smiles. "You sure dude?"

"Yeah ha ha! Of course! What's the worst that could happen?"

Lord transforms into his bulked state and creates a stone armor.

Miguel activates his Diwata State.

Lord prepares a punch and blasts his fists at Miguel only for Miguel to dodge all of his attacks and offer him a powerful hook in the face, creating a massive shockwave. Lord punches twice and Miguel just takes it. He smiles, somehow getting more aggressive as he throws more punches at Lord. A blue aura begins leaving his body as he begins beating Lord over and over.

Lord vomits blood as Miguel prepares another punch. He smiles. "GG Mig-..."

Miguel blasts another punch.

"Whoa... Wait a-..."

Miguel blasts another, and another, and another, and-...

"MIGUEL!!!" Anna grabs his fist.

Miguel growls at her.

"Are you insane!?"

Miguel sighs. "I'm sorry..." He powers down. "I got ahead of myself."

The next day...

Miguel throws several more punches. "RAAAAAAAAAH!!! RA RA RA RA RA RA RA RA RA RA RA!!! KRRYYEEEAAAAAH!!! PANAKOP RUSH!!!"

Prometheus stops Miguel, grabbing his shoulder. "We need to talk."

Miguel turns and tries punching Prometheus only for Prometheus to catch his fist, unfazed. "GRRRR!!! THAT WAS FULL FORCE!!!"

"And that is why you should listen," Prometheus said sternly.

Prometheus and Miguel end up in the training grounds of the King sitting near the benches.

"Miguel. When I was a kid, I used to like this girl."

"Was her name 'Jess?'"

"Let me finish or I'll sock you."

"Fine."

"Well, when I was a kid, I saw her hanging out with Tyrone."

"And he stole her. I know."

Prometheus shook his head. "I started acting annoying and got jealous over someone who isn't even together with me. I annoyed her by constantly meddling and bickering. She ended up with Tyrone because she found solace in him. She found a guy she could actually respect and depend on. She loved him because of me. Because I was the worse choice. I got jealous."

"I shouldn't be treating Lord like that."

Prometheus sighs. "We, Miguels, tend to overthink. We always think of what might happen and assume thing that aren't really there. That is your most dangerous quality. Our most dangerous quality.

Say sorry to Lord, okay?"

Miguel bows his head.

The next day...

"Hey Lord?"

Lord smiles, with ice on his cheek. "Hey bud!"

"S-... Sorry about yesterday. I was getting jealous over uh... You and Anna."

"Ha! Like ever! I'm not into her! I have my eyes set on... someone else..." Lord turns to Athena.

One Athena clone has an army of other Athenas pick up a can of condensed milk and makes the one clone chug it.

"CHUG!!! CHUG!!! CHUG!!! CHUG!!!" yelled Fred, cheering for her.

"Dude. She's a literal ant."

"Yeah. And your girlfriend is made of string."

"Fair."

The next day...

"NO!!! NO, NO, NO!!!" The King stomped his feet. "WHERE IS IT!?!? YOUR GLORIOUS POWER!!!"

"I... guess I lost it. I was just overthinking things!"

The King facepalms. He then smiled. "There's a cabin in the woods far away from here. In the forest up the mountainous north."

"Yeah? Why?"

"Your father is there."

Miguel's eyes widen.