The misfortune of Tor

After I found out about Revil defeating the class 2 Demon child, I felt like i needed to catch up to him in terms of strength. I'd secretly been training at night while everyone was asleep. Today was no different, I'd been practising against the robot. After finishing it off again I heard a window break. I looked back and saw a muscular demon. I smirked and prepared to attack. I boosted to him and swung my leg at his head. He lowered himself and delivered an uppercut to my gut. I pulled his hands apart then sent a barrage of kicks into his chest. He smiled and looked at me creepily. He jumped back out of the window. I followed after him. He launched himself forwards with some sort of air manipulation. I boosted behind him. He swung himself side to side but it was no use. I struck him on his back. He tumbled forwards until he stopped at a broken barrier to a pod. He hurried into a house... my families house. I ran in to see him pointing his long dagger like claws into my mother's neck. My dad laid there one the ground, Presumably dead and my siblings where on the ground devoured in fear. It was then I realised just how much I hated these demons. They slaughtered many just for land even though they dominated nearly half of the world. They were just a race of greedy bastards. Most of them killed for pleasure. I was losing my self and I blacked out. The left side of my hair went down but the other stood frozen up. I felt like I'd awakened something I walked over towards the demon and placed down my five fingers on his head. He stopped frozen I moved my mother to the side then started pummeling him while he was frozen. 30 seconds passed. He was back in real time. He had several holes in his body now. I looked down at my hands and saw pads on my finger.

So this was what it was. I looked forwards at the demon. He was dead, as he should've been from the beggining.