"How annoying, this demon mob is hardest to control when they lose restraints."
Captain muttered as he went out of the village after settling the issue of Communion. It went messy with the move from that damned human warrior. They had to control the whole village and make sure the situation doesn't backfire upon them because basically all demons are lawless creatures.
As he was traveling along the route, he saw the same four-eyed child sitting on the distant rock lost in his thoughts. He had a doubt, that this four-eyed characteristic is from superior demon tribes. It can't be from the common demons gene thus he decided to give a push to the child in the right direction.
The child was sitting soullessly on the rock top with one memory of the Human warrior's last smile of relief, playing again and again in his head.
He was confused, disturbed, and annoyed. He was still mulling over it repeatedly.
'Is that humanity, she talked about? But why am I not able to perceive it?'
"Ahhh…" he yelled irritated by his thoughts.
'If this was humanity, then where was it when those creatures killed you?
No, there is no humanity in humans. They are heartless beings posing as compassionate and caring. These demons say the right thing, humans are fit to be livestock.
It must be my delusion finding your shadow in that human warrior. Yes, that's it only you were different.
Only you were different…'
At this point, tears began to fall from his two eyes, his second set of eyes which was below first also opened expressing the fact of him feeling intense emotions.
"This imperfect race is not deserving to share the same name as you. I swear I will personally remove these defected humans from this world, mother. Only you were truly human."
"Hey child"
Came voice from behind.
Captain called the boy but he was not listening so he yelled loudly near him. The child quickly removed tears and looked back at him with the same hate-filled eyes which first attracted his attention during communion.
"What are you doing here? I looked around and found that you didn't eat a single piece of them, why?
Tell me I will grant you your share?
The child remained silent at his question, only looked at him wordlessly.
"Anyhow, do you want to be strong? Want to go on frontlines to kill these vermins? You hate them right what is better than taking part in the battle of their extermination.
You can be the forebearer of the flag of demons earning everything you want. All demons in your service with human below your feet. But you have to strong for all of it. Use your hate in exchange for true power."
"Where should I go to gain power?"
"Come with me there is the perfect place to train yourself."
Captain took the child with him over a long-spanning journey of three hours through deserts to
The nearest city of demons.
It was his first time seeing the city, Boy was curious. He looked at different brawls happening everywhere.
"Look, if you are strong you can take anything you want.
Those two bald monsters fighting to claim the female over there.
This demon sitting on a chair is the local head, so he seizes whatever he likes. Weaker ones even offer their tribute to him willingly.
This is only a small example, the truth of the world is strong. If you have the strength you can go straight into human settlements and slaughter them to your pleasure."
He took the boy inside the underground arena built for betting and fights.
As they entered the base, a strong smell of blood, gore, and alcohol hit them. Many stalls were there buzzing with activities with the center of the base having Cage made of beast bones.
Inside the cage were two demons fighting with each other to kill each other. The audience of demons was cheering them madly.
"This is a battlefield like frontlines. Here to live you have to kill your opponents. As long as you can win, you can give everything. Big shots come here to bet on matches and they can choose you if you caught their eye. They can train you into a demon with the strongest power.
" You are not scared right?"
Listening to the question he finally came out to his senses. He was lost in his emotions. For the first time in his life, he felt excitement and his blood boiling watching violence. He felt the rage inside him telling him to kill everyone in his way. He licked his lips and said
"No, more like excited to start"
Captain smirked to himself listening to his words, congratulating himself over choosing the right kid. He registered himself in the lowest category and constructed him,
"You have to kill your way over to the top. Don't disappoint me, kid. To have ultimate power in your grasp this is your first step.
You can write your name here."
'Name, which name? That name which she gave to him. She called him Arham.
But that Arham died with her.'
He moved forward and took ink nail to write his name, a name which will be remembered for being the biggest threat to Humans.
"Now only Crulior remains. "