You extend your hand and caress the chin of the Head Monk, looking deeply into his eyes.

“My humble servant, do I look like a holy person to you?”

He stares at you. “Of course you do, my holiness!”

“Is that so?” You say smiling. You look around and notice a large silver sword hidden after a large shield, near a statue dedicated to you.

You exert your power, pulling the sword towards you like a magnet. You then casually catch the sword. You glance at it. It doesn’t impress you, but it should be enough. Yes, it should be enough.

You then begin laughing. Shouts of laughter and madness. You are enjoying this feeling.

The Head Monk feels confused. “Is something wrong your holiness?”

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You stop laughing and you gaze at him. “Yes, there is something that is annoying me…”

“What is your holiness?”

You grin. “Your ugly face!”

You swiftly swing your sword and cut off his head. You see it dropping on the floor bouncing a few times. Blood spills on the floor.

Everyone is shocked at this scene. They try fleeing for their lives, but you stop them with your aura. They are powerless to move. They can only scream.

Then like a predator, you move around, killing and butchering every monk you see at your heart content. In a matter of minutes, the entire Monastery is transformed into a sea of blood.

You are the Evil Lord, and you are enjoying this slaughtering. You end up killing everyone present. You then grab your sword and stab it into the head of the Head Monk, leaving it there as a final present.

You then grandiosely walk, slowly, towards the exit of the Monastery. There is nobody to watch the great you because you killed everyone. But you don’t need others to make you feel great. You already know how great you are.

You finally arrive at the entrance of the building, and then you exit to the outside world.

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