"What happened!?" Several gasps resounded as a number of beautiful girls frantically looked around the ruined mansion. Some even puked at the sight of the mangled corpses.

"Hiromi! Where is Hiromi!? They took him!" One of them cried out, leading to everyone speculating and crying desperately. They didn't even consider that Hiromi was the one who did all of this.

As everyone cried uselessly, the girl with a spirit-like body floated up as she yelled out, "Calm down! Whatever happened, we cannot panic. We must rescue Hiromi." She said, however, her true feelings were very complicated.

She wasn't completely sure, but she had thoughts that Hiromi himself caused this. He saw his face during his pained moment, and it made her shiver. A madness so deep and furious that it could even send her, the Ghost Queen, shivering.

She had dealt with corrupt beings before. Devils, Hellspawns, Darkness Kings... Although they were corrupt, even they couldn't compare to what she saw in Hiromi's eyes at that moment. For the purest and kindest person in the world to fall so deep, just what happened? She couldn't fathom, but she knew it was nothing good.

With a sigh, she looked into the distance as she silently cursed Hiromi for multiple reasons, one of them being that he had such an obsession with gathering troublesome women next to him...

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Inside a giant forest with trees over a hundred meters tall, a lone figure walked aimlessly, sometimes laughing maniacally and sometimes breaking down and crying.

An almost invisible shadow constantly whispered next to his ear with a gleeful expression, the content of its whispers dark and corrupt.

This was Hiromi. After his rampage at the mansion, he had fled into the forest, slaughtering any beast that dared bother him.

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"KeKeKe, WhAt AbOuT tHe GhOsT qUeEn? WiLl We KiLl hEr ToO?" The shadow laughed evilly as it whispered. Hiromi growled in hatred, "Yessss, eat her... Eat soul..." He said in a broken speech. Although the corruption of the Void had shattered his mind, rendering him insane, he was by no means stupid.

In fact, now that he had seen the Void, he knew far, far more than before. The naive, perverted youth from before was no more. In its place stood the devil of devils, the king of chaos, the Abyssal Lord.

"WeLl SaId, BuT wE nEeD mOrE pOwEr... ChAoS mUsT rAmPaGe..." The shadow frowned as it entered into Hiromi's head. Hiromi groaned as he felt a pounding headache hit him.

After an amount of time, Hiromi's eyes darkened as he spat out a black, goo-like substance. This substance quickly expanded into another exact copy of Hiromi, much to his glee.

"Kekeke, it worked. I'm free, bitches! Quick, give me more Chaos!" The new Hiromi laughed maniacally. The original Hiromi didn't seem surprised, rather, he spat out some more black goo, that the new Hiromi called Chaos.

"Good! Good! We can already start creating an army this way!" The new Hiromi smirked with an almost perverted face.  The original Hiromi released a few devilish hisses, making the new Hiromi's smile die down.

"I know we need more Chaos. But how do we get it? We lost most of our strength during our enlightenment, so we cannot be too bold. Furthermore, acting in the shadows will be difficult due to our new form..." The clone said slowly as if explaining to a child.

"Ssss... Slaughter forest... devour beasts... Dumb, easy..." The original Hiromi hissed, his body now become much weaker due to the creation of the clone. Naturally, this technique was one of the many he learned after his 'enlightenment', but unfortunately, just like the Abyss, even it's techniques had heavy prices.

"Kekeke! You're right, Main. We are so smart!" The clone said as its body melted back into the black goo before fusing into the ground, disappearing. 

Seeing this, the original Hiromi laughed softly. However, it was not a happy laugh, just a laugh of excitement. The laugh of a lunatic before a slaughter.

"... World... Must end... Create... Better..." He repeated to himself as he clutched at his chest, his mad expression disappearing, only to be replaced by a softer, sadder one.

Nonetheless, it disappeared almost instantaneously. With a mad grin, he roared out to the forest before charging forward, his direction unknown, his desires aligned with his corruption.