Visions of the past

Just as Janet stopped hugging Dean a high elf woman, that looked exactly like Janet but a bit older, with long white hair, long pointy ears, a beautiful face and a skinny body, appeared without making any sound in the room.

The smile in her face instantly disappeared when she saw her daughter seated on top of Dean, an expression of pure anger appeared in her face. Janet was instantly teleported to her side as an invisible hand choked Dean.

If wasn't for the strengthening his body received of the spiritual qi transmitted by the roots his neck bone would have been broken like glass.

His demonic survival instincts activated almost instantly when he started being chocked, his neck was reinforced by his demonic qi, turning black, but it was the same as using a single sheet paper to try stopping a bullet it did nothing.

Janet got up screaming "Mom stop! You are going to kill him!" trying to move the extended arm of her mother that was casting the technique chocking Dean, but the arm did not even flinch.

Janet mother said "Give me a good reason not to kill this vermin who took my precious daughter virginity" the space around her distorting due to her anger.

Janet screamed "Please stop mom, he, he is not a vermin, he is very talented".

"Lets see about that" and disappeared out of the room with Dean, leaving only Janet who fell on the ground.

Dean who had already turned purple, fell on the ground breathing heavily and coughing while he held his aching neck. The two had appeared in the middle of a forest a blue energy vortex in front of them.

Before Dean could understand what was happening, or even catch his breath properly, an invisible force threw him inside the vortex portal. As his body was in the air entering the portal he saw the eyes of his executioner.

Time seemed to stop for a second as he looked at those cold merciless eyes, capable of killing anything even without a purpose, eyes that took in bliss when killing an ant that was bothering them. Dean demonic killing intent wanted to erupt and devour such merciless eyes, eyes that only brought him distress.

Janet mother dint even say anything just watched the portal until it had turned completely black, then teleported away without making a single sound.

As if the world was conspiring against him as soon as he entered the dark cave at the other side of the portal four big wolf like creatures, with black scales instead of fur and completely white eyes, looked at him.

If wasn't for his incredible sight in the dark he would not even see them. Dean mind was in a turmoil, the vile instincts in his soul wanted to kill anything in sight, and he dint have a second to try stopping him as the monsters where running to him.

He rapidly made blood and used to defend the monster that lunged at him with its mouth full of sharp sharp teeth, his defense without any proper technique, which would be useless against a normal cultivator where especially useless against monsters who power was completely in their body.

The first reptile wolf sunk his sharp fangs deeply at Dean arm, the second bite his leg and the third was aiming for his throat.

Time seemed to slow down close to a halt, Dean black eyes with red irises saw the wolf mouth full of sharp teeth slowly getting close to his throat.

A that instant the demonic instincts that he feared so much took over him. The wolf bit on his neck that had turned black, making the sound of metal hitting metal echo thru the cave.

Like a tree, spikes rapidly grew out of his body, piercing the wolfs from their mouth to their ass. Many thinner spikes grew in the big ones like twigs, piercing the wolves from the inside turning them in porcupines.

Like leaches the spikes drained the blood of the wolves, quickly healing Dean wounds. Like a maniac Dean smiled, the smell of blood and the killing gave him pure bliss.

He greedily absorbed the thick spirit qi in the air, the fact that was chaotic made it even better for him, at his arms extremely realistic tattoos of spiked black chains slowly formed.

With a big sinister smile that made him squint his demonic eyes slightly he slowly walked thru the cave, looking for more prey.

Before the wolves even saw him they where cut in two parts by circular serrated blades made of black blood that rotated incredible fast, in the blade there where small red twisted inscriptions in a language he had only seen in the torturing visions of the manifestations.

The blood of the monster left their dead bodies and formed poodle that followed behind Dean.

After slicing in two and mummifying more than twenty wolfs the maniac Dean found a bigger version of them, its height while in his fours was the same as Dean and its aura was at the peak of mortal rank.

Even still the wolf dint see Dean before being hit in the neck by a rotating blade. It barely managed to survive the attack, surviving only enough to look at demon who took more bliss from seeing his prey suffer.

When he reached the end of the cave where a big open room, with thick stone columns sustaining the ceiling, a river made of the blood of a hundred world was following him.

This the only enemy in the room noticed his presence before being hit. A gigantic reptile wolf, with glowing blue eyes, claws and fangs, and a pressure of someone at the beginning of spirit rank. Being the first to attack Dean transformed all the blood behind him into a gigantic needle that shot towards the wolf.

The wolf easily dodge and at an incredible speed ran in front of Dean and viciously bit him in half. Dean body into black blood that turned into spikes which badly damaged the wolf mouth.

Coming out of the huge blood needle stuck in the wall Dean said extremely happy "Yes, fight! Resist! It makes everything so much better!".

As he talked the needled turned into black blood that divided into hundreds of rotating blades that shot like bullets towards the wolf. Not being able to dodge the wolf clawed the blades, destroying most of them but damaging its claws and paw.

The blades that passed badly damaged its scales, making the wolf feel a lot of pain. Angered that such a weak ant did so much damage to him the wolf howled, activating its full power and making the cave tremble.

The wolf black scales glowed blue and its fangs and claws became even bigger. The pressured Dean was feeling became suffocating, but it only served to make Dean sinister smile become even creepier.

The combination of demonic instincts honed by millions of fights over millions of years where put in full display, even if the wolf movements where so fast that he could not see it, he knew exactly what he would do.

In what many would consider a suicide attack Dean jumped to the front, his body turned black and black nightmare wood spikes grew of his left side.

The wolf howled in pain, when the attack, he was sure was going to eradicate the ant in front of him, missed and his paw hit the spikes growing out of Dean, being pierced.

He opened its huge mouth to bit the ant stuck in his paw and was meet with many rotating blades that cut into the parts already damaged, making blood gush out like a fountain.

Dean retreated the spikes and continued to shoot more and more rotating blade, demonstrating the might of someone with more than three times the spirit qi and mental energy of someone normal, and the ability to create hundred of complex attacks like it was nothing.

The blades hit the damaged parts again and again, attacking the organs of the wolf before he could defend himself.

Having had his lungs mutilated and his hear cut the wolf stopped glowing cough an absurd amount of blood and he fell on the ground weakly dying right after.

Dean opened his arms wide, his smile turning even more sinister with his black blood flowing thru the cracks of his teeth.

His instincts receded from control and he fell on the ground, without enough spirit qi or mental energy to heal his body, gravely wounded by a single attack.

His good memories slowly begun to play in his mind, he was back with his first family, having Christmas dinner, one of the happiest days of the year for him.

Then he was at high school spending time with his first girlfriend, they stayed together until the end of his first life.

Next he was with his second family, that showed so much for him that he even got out of the bad time he was on, accepting them at his hearth as his family.