Plans for future and race?

'_' =Thinking

"_" =Talking

[Talking through the mind]

Chapter 04: Plans for future

(1st PoV)

'So I've been sent to the medieval times with a house that has modern appliances, I guess that's a bonus because I can use the shower so I don't have to bathe all the time. But no, apart from that I believe this is the time period where God and Lucfier are alive and are going to war eachother and the fallen angels join in which will result in deaths in the possible billions of the supernatural'

I'm still contemplating whether or not I want to build a faction of like minded people who enjoy mindless slaughter or to just go solo, 'Going solo will allow me to get more kills from stronger people and more or less go and freely do what I want but the risk of me dying is much higher, but if make a faction my chances of survival are higher but it will take longer to get stronger'

(3rd PoV)

Knowing that just thinking wont get him anywhere he decided that for now that he'll continue hunting down and killing low and medium class supernatural beings from each faction until the war goes into full swing so that no one will take notice of him immediately.

Hopping out the shower and getting some fresh clothes he conveniently in the drawers filled with noble clothes matching the time period. When he was going to put the clothes on he realised something that he didnt look into before.

Running back to the bathroom and looking into the mirror he found that he definitely didnt look human because of his abnormally pale skin and slightly pointed ears and his most obvious feature the ominously black eyes with red tint slightly glowing.

Staring intently at himself he tried figuring out what he is and he is confused because he knows hes not a devil nor fallen the reason being is that he doesn't have the features they have and that he doesn't have wings.

Forgetting about it as it isnt all that important he decides to go back out and just kill some more people. But before he does that he walks towards a town and looks for a swordsmith as it is better then a kitchen knife.

Walking around aimlessly for a while he stumbles upon a store that seems popular by the fancy material it's made out of and decided to enter it, but upon entering he is disappointed as the swords here aren't nothing special. Seeing as there is nothing spectacular here he goes up to the store owner and just grabs his head and pushes his thumbs into his eyes until his brain pours out of his ears and nose.

"Tch such a disappointment for such a grand shop you have nothing special how about you die for me" Not even looking at him Kuro just destroys his head and grabs a random sword.

But just when he was about to leave he heard movement up stairs and decides to leave with a bang. Picking up a lamp from the back of the shop he walks upstairs towards the sound and just drops its lighting the 2nd floor aflame.

Not even bothering with the shouting for help and screams he just nonchalantly walks out the store and leaves ready to begin his hunting but before he can he hears

"Guard stop this man he is responsible for the fire" Turning around he sees a commoner pointing towards him talking to a guard. Upon seeing that the guards will be here he forgets about hunting and decides on doing something much more better and extravagant.

Unsheathing the new sword that he got he runs towards the group of guards and pull the sword back and swings with all his might and swings it with full strength causing massive wind pressure to build up and be released everywhere destroying the guards and the surrounding are devastating the houses and all the people on the vicinity.

Looking around he walks in a random direction and begins cutting down any person he sees either running away or towards him to try stop him.

After a few minutes of slaughter covered head to toe in blood and other unrecognizable stuff he turns around looking and the once vibrant town bustling with merchants and travels now deathly quiet, destroyed and desolate with the winds howling furiously like the spirts of the people indignant about their death screaming for justice.

Looking at the ring on his finger he's confused as why it isnt sucking up the blood but he believes that there will be a special reason and that he'll figure out later probably when he finds out hes race.

Now finally back on track from that trivial moment he finally decides that it's time to hunt some middle class beings as he got slightly stronger from that massacre but not as much as when he killed those low class strays.

So he decides to stay here as someone will surely smell the blood and show up...

TO BE CONTINUED