SacredDream

In a world where power is everything. A young boy named Hayden was rejected by its one and only law. Power. 
He was the only one blessed with nothing... but what if that weren't the case?
He will set out on a path… a path of conquest to scatter the despair created by the world's lack of 'humanity'.

A'void dark

Some women gasped, some looked away. Most men in the crowd looked sorrowfully and the person bowing to the lord. His jacket had a very small bronze scratch. He smiled widely and stared down at that man. He started kicking him into the ground, blood was slowly pouring at the ground.

"You f*cking idiot! Do you know how much this jacket cost! Watch where you are walking! Poor bastard… Useless piece of sh*t. Learn something!" He was pummeling that guy into the ground. I saw the rage in his eyes and the fading spirit in that man. I wanted to step in… But I couldn't. Sorry, little one… I can't save your soul.

"Lor- Lo- Lord! I-I-I… I am so- sorry." He said with a voice that can be only described as hollow. It seemed weird, but some of his bones broke. He couldn't move his hands, the ground underneath him created a small circle. Impacts of those kicks… They were so strong that even ground wasn't able to hold it all in.

Farewell, disgust...