conscience

When Jack woke up he hobbled towards a puddle of water to drink, he was thirsty and hungry. After drinking he went to wander around the city to hopefully steal some food.

While walking he replayed yesterday's fight in his head and thought what were his biggest mistakes.

Then it struck him. If he had weapon which could withstand his monstrous strenght, he would have easily won, and so he decided he would need such a weapon.

But there were was a problem. He didn't even know what type of weapon he would want, maybe a spear or a sword or something else?

Jack couldn't decide so of course as any other person would do, he asked himself, or rather his second personality.

"What do you think, which weapon shoul i choose?"

"What about a scythe?"

"What the fuck? Why a scythe? That's seriously impractical."

"Well it's not like you use your brain in fights, and this way you would look like the grim reaper to your enemies, if there is something like a grim reaper in this world, you would have an iconic weapon which would strike fear into your enemies, and there's nothing easier than fighting an enemy without hope, don't you think? And it would look cool."

Jack thought about it for a little while, and then he decided.

He wanted to look badass, and a big, sharp scythe could definetely help him. And why the hell should he think logically about picking his weapon? He is a murdering socipath with split personality, plus with his enormous strenght he could he easily use any weapon as long as it was durable enough.

Now his only problem was how he should get this weapon. Jack had nowhere enough funds and he didn't know any good blacksmith either.

He decided to solve this problem as the crazy bastard he is.

Jack would find some good blacksmith by asking people, and then he would blackmail him until he made him his weapon.

With a plan in mind and no a full belly Jack decided that he would enact his plan immediately.

Foa almost half a day he went around asking as much people as he could, who was the best blacksmith in the town. In the end most of them said that the best blacksmith in the town was balrog, a dwarf who owned a blacksmith shop in the better part of the town.

Next day Jack went out to scout his prey, right after he tended his wounds. Jack spend almost 12 hours trying to find something with which he could blackmail Balrog and was losing hope, but then he finally saw it. A young woman was walking into Balrog's shop, this wouldn't be very suspicious, but she called him "Dad". It was surprising when Jack heard that a human woman would call a dwarf her father, but it mattered not. It was some leverage he could use.

Jack then listened some more to confirm if she is really his daughter, and it was jackpot, she adressed Balrog father nad he was very polite to her, there was no mistaking it.

But it was getting too late, and Jack was feeling tired so he decided he would have to wait with her kidnapping until tommorow and left.

The next day Jack woke up early in the morning, so he wouldn't lose his target. When he finally got to Balrog's shop Balrog was already up and working, but his daughter was still soundly sleeping.

Jack quickly leaped towards a window and looked inside through the gap between wooden planks reffered to in this age as windows.

This time he wasn't so lucky, it was Balrog's room, but atleast the windows were wooden so he could quietly break them.

When Jack broke in he quickly grabbed anything he deemed of value, and quitly and slowly opened the door which led out of Balrog's room.

There were just one other door and then stairs which led to the lower floor.

Jack quitly peeked inside the room. And just as he hoped, Balrog's daughter was lying there still soundly asleep.

He approched her bed and grabbed her by her mouth with impossible speed, waking her up instantly.

"Now listen, i need a little favor from your father, if you and your father will cooperate this will go smoothly, and this all will be over soon." Said Jack with a very calm voice.

The girl clealy too surprised to coprehend all this just tried to scream but couldn't because Jack was holding her mouth.

"Just cooperate and you will be fine understand?" Said Jack with now irritated voice.

The girl now calmed down just a little bit and nodded.

"Good, now let's go have a talk with your father."

After this Jack took her blanket and made it into a rope with lightning speed and tied her up.

He then grabbed her like and went downstairs.

"Balrog! My old friend i have something to talk about!" Jack screamed as he was walking down the stairs.

After a little while Balrog stromed throw doors which probably led to his shop visibly surprised.

"Who are you! What the fuck do you want!" Asked Balrog with angry voice.

"Calm down, if this goed as planned nobody is going to get hurt."

"And why should i listen to you or your plans!" Said Balrog angrilly as lumps of earth started flying around him transforming into blades.

Jack grabbed his daughter's neck in retaliation.

"I see. You blackmailing bastard. what do you want." Said Balrog defeatedly while his magic slowly disappeared.

"I need a weapon, a special weapon. A weapon which could wtihstand my physical strenght." Said Jack while he uncowered his horns.

"But you are a demon ain't you? You shouldn't be physically strong, from what i heard magic is your forte."

"That may be true for other of my species, but not for me." Said Jack

"And how durrable do you need this weapon to be, and more importantly what kind of weapon is it?"

"As durrable as you can make it, weight doesn't matter, and i want it to be a scythe."

"A sycthe? Well whatever you say. But i have one think to ask you?"

"What is it?" Asked Jack with a devilish grinn but not the one he has when he kills someone..

"Why didn't you just ask me to create this thing and pay me for it?"

"There are two reasons. First I'am broke, and secondly i want this to be off the record."

"I see, could you now please return my daughter?"

"no, not yetm she is my insurance."

"What?!" Screamed Balrog but he was too late. Jack was already running upstairs with Balrog's daughter. Jack then just simply jumped onto the roof and ran off.

"Now i just wait thought" Jack as he was running away.

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When Jack finally arrived he tossed his victim onto the floor and tore of the lader which he used to climb up and down until now. Jack did this so his "involuntary guest" couldn't escape.

After this Jack went to sleep as he was mentaly tired and it was almost night anyway. But no matter what he did he couldn't fall asleep, even though he was tired.

"That's probably because you think she's gonna kill you in your sleep, and you are not comfortable around other human beings. What a trash human you are Jack."

Said an unfamiliar voice.

Jack quickly sprung into motion and looked around, but even though it was pretty dark, Jack knew there was noone except for him and his victim.

"Oh I'am not there, I'am up here, in your head."

"Another personality?"

"Yes, I'am the personalization of your human-like part and your conscience."

"Bullshit. There's no way that after all i have done i would have conscience" Said Jack in his mind.

"Oh you have, i was just suppresed by the hate and rage within you, by the one you call system."

"But if i have conscience why do i not fell bad?"

"Bacause you've embraced your demons, instead of fighting them, and I'am here to fix that."

"You aren't going to fix shit! Because there's nothing here to fix!" Screamed suddenly a dark deep voice in Jack's head

"Jack i will be supresed again, please stop this madness, you are still a human, don't throw away your second chance at life!"

"The fuck you talking about, second chance at life? That's bullshit. I feel much better this way." Said Jack out loud, while quietly laughing.

After this his conscience stoped talking.

"Now Jack, how are we going to fix our mood after this asshole interupted our sleep?" Said system with a sinister tone in his voice.

"I think you know the answer, my friend." Said Jack with his digusting grin.

After this Jack opened his hatch with a smile so distorted it actually made corners of his mouth tear.

There was noone in sight, as it was the middle of the night. Jack slowly walked to the nearest house while blood started puring down from his mouth because the skin on his lips and in the corners of his mouth were torn by his distorted smile.

When Jack arrived at nearest house he just flicked the wooden door away like they were paper and proceeded inside.

This time it looked like Jack was not in luck, as there was just one man in the whole house.

As you would expect Jack just punched him once in the face and the man's whole head was blown to pieces, like if it was hit by a cannonball.

But this didn't sattisfy Jack's thirst for blood, so he headed to the next house, and then another, and then another and another...

Altogether he killed dozens of people and destroyed many buildings in the matter of minutes, and unbeknowst to Jack, this event was called "The midnight carnage", until of course, it would be forgotten in favor of even worse events.