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The first to succeed in killing one of their most beloved leaders, the most powerful man of the school.

Father Weizhe knew that he wasn't going to win the battle of wits against the entire university though, his son was smarter, stronger, and far better suited to rule the school. He knew what he was going to do, but what he would say would decide everything. The decision would determine whether he would live or die.

After all, he was the founder of the school.

A/N: I apologize for the length, it was just a little bit hard to write lol.

"If you're gonna kill me, kill me already!" The boy screamed, his face filled with anger and disgust, but also fear.

Father Weizhe walked towards him with a menacing smirk, and raised the gun.

"Well," Father said as he pointed the gun at the boy's head, "I guess we'll have to start from scratch."

He raised the gun and fired once, twice, three times, until the boy was lying motionless on the floor. The rest of the students in the room stood frozen in fear looking at the dead body. The teacher who ran to check on the situation, was dead as well.

Father put the gun back into its holster and took out a pair of scissors

Father Weizhe then used his power of agility and used his scissors to kill every student who was present there.

Every single student who saw the massacre was terrified. Some began to run, some cried, some prayed silently. But none dared to defy Father Weizhe, not that he would listen anyway. In order to keep his secret, the teachers and students were all forced to follow him.

Father Weizhe left the campus that night, but he decided to walk through the city instead of driving as he knew that his family would be worried sick about him.

He arrived at his home and was greeted with the sight of his mother waiting outside anxiously with her fists balled.

She ran towards him and hugged him tightly, tears falling from her eyes as she sobbed loudly. Father Weizhe returned the hug, he never liked to use physical touch to comfort his mother, he preferred to use words, especially if it comes to the love of his life.

"Mom, please calm down." He said as he held her tighter. He could feel her heart beating erratically against his chest, and he knew that she was scared. She was afraid of losing him, scared of losing someone who was so important to her.

They broke apart and he gave her a small smile, which slowly turned into a wide grin. Her smile became bigger, and the tears she shed dried up.

"Are you alright?"