Today is the day that I jump rank and join the army at the same time. Many people will want to have my head for this, but I cannot allow their feelings to sway me from my great endeavor. I said the discipline will be good for me, but also me disciplining the soldiers will do them some good and open their eyes to a bigger world outside of their closed off mindset.
I've already mentally prepared myself for the looks of scorn, frustration, envy and many other emotions that will be directed towards me. I'm fact, I have come prepared today. See the thing is, I have finally created my first familiar. She is a whip wielding sadist who's greatest pleasure is watching people struggle to get stronger. So take a guess who I put as these boys and girls drill instructor? One Yuri Mao, a Demon King of my creation. Standing at just 5 feet tall with waist length blood red hair and crimson eyes, she's a beauty. Oh and she's flat as a board. It adds to her fiery personality. He he he. Anyway, I have finally arrived at the army base on a bus and got off. Heading through a few checkpoints, I finally reached the grounds where everyone one from Bravo Company Squadron 4 were waiting for me. As I walked closer, I could hear snickers and laughs of disbelief. Okay I was going to restrain Yuri, but now I don't think I will any more. Sink or swim ladies and gentlemen!
At that moment Yuri Mao appeared on the scene and began to shout. "Silence you putrid maggots! Writhe on the ground for me a bit! Everyone drop and give me 500 pushups! No one can rest until evey one of you has finished one set. Those who finished will move on to doing 500 situps. Next is a 6 mile run while carrying 30 pounds of weight in your packs! Now begin!" And so the tortuous training session of who these soldiers would come to know as The Demon grew more terrifying by the minute. One poor soul stopped doing pushups for one second only to be whipped right across his shoulder blades. Collapsing to the ground and screaming in agony, his head was then grabbed and twisted to look at his fellow soldiers who literally "soldiered on". Sighing in defeat, the man struggled back into a proper posture for pushups while Yuri was looking at him with a faint blush on her face and was breathing hard. Snapping my fingers and shaking my head at her, she gave me a sheepish look before going back to torturing more soldiers. While this was going on, I followed along with the exercise as well and everyone seeing me joining in felt immense respect for me and a deep sense of comradeship began to build between myself and the soldiers. Carrot and stick approach commence.
"If everyone here completes this exercise program, I will personally request you all to have leave and will pay for your expenses during your leave. However, this requires you all to complete this. No man left behind understand?" Upon completion of my brief statement, everyone began cheering loudly and began to have a fire lit inside themselves as they struggled through this hellish training set. Meanwhile Yuri was about to faint from the excitement brought on by the large group of men and women struggling to finish her assigned task.
As I finished the situps and pushups, I stood off to the side to wait for everyone else to join me for the 6 mile run. We'll be doing it on a track of course. Two and a half hours later all of Squadron 4 were drenched in gallons of sweat and shaking like crazy, however they did it! Now for the final stretch! Clapping my hands, I led everyone over to a tent full of military issue packs and instructed everyone to grab one. Then I smirked at them and said, "Aren't those bags a little heavy? Over thirty pounds of weight in each one." The reality? They were all completely empty. I never intended on them running with the weights, however they played along magnificently and we all began our jog around the track for 6 miles. Yes a light jog, no running for these poor souls. That deserve their reward after this. Before long we'd finished our jog and everyone collapsed onto the ground in a heap. Their eyes full of awe and immense respect as they stared at I, who had not broke a sweat during this whole endeavor. Little did they know that I'm a God. Anyway, I round up everyone and got ahold of the OIC. With the green light for the week of leave everyone began screaming in joy. I laughed as I showered everyone with bro hugs, fist bumps and the like. With plans for all of us to celebrate at a night club, we all hit the showers and changed into our civilian wear. The women gave me googly eyes but were rudely awakened by Yuri who laughed and said full of mirth, "You can look but no touch. He's a minor after all! Ha ha ha!" Everyone was shocked at her words and my lack of denial, so their respect for my achievements, and in the case of the women disappointment, grew. After all I'm not legal, so no snu snu allowed.
And so a night of dancing, singing, close calls on the women's part in regards to me, and all sorts of fun ensued. However, with great times also comes great hardships. At the high point of the night, someone opened fire in the middle of the dance floor. Screams tore through the air, and blood rained down as bodies were torn asunder by the heavy fire power unleashed. It was an assault rifle, an Ak47 to be exact. The gunner was a woman in a white dress who had tears streaming down her face as she screamed, "Screw this night club! The owner's son gang raped my 13 year old daughter with his goons! She committed suicide tonight! I will bathe in the blood of you bastards who patronize this place tonight!" Launching myself through the air, I directly disarmed the woman and chopped the back of her neck rendering her unconscious. Instructing my crew to call the police, I waited with the woman fully restrained in my arms. Ten minutes later the police arrived on the scene, and approached me carefully as I told them what happened. Swiftly cuffing her, they then carried her out the door and left some officers to collect evidence and witness reports. Calling forensics, the lead officer left for the outside.
With a terrible damper on our night out, no one wished to continue with our fun and instead requested a pay for their two way flights home. I acquiesced, and looked at Yuri pensively. Bringing her over, I instructed her to increase the severity of their training regimen from here on out. My reason for this was to empower them through the strengthening of their bodies so they could soon move past this time of helplessness and horror. My other reason is that I've taken a liking to these guys, and have decided to groom them to one day be a special force in the global forces of Nightblood. However, their loyalties, and future actions shall determine if they are worthy of such an honor. Until then, I'll leave them to Yuri. When I feel the need, I will have her change up their routine so they don't grow complacent or cocky. They most know there is always a mountain beyond the mountain. A sky above the sky. They must know their limits, and break through them!
With everyone off on their way to go see their friends and family, I no longer have need to remain here. I've gained the first chess pieces, now lets see what kind they are. Contacting Jelia, I had her pick me up with a helicopter and I flew with her back to base. Once I was seated in my throne, I began to ponder. Now that I'm beginning to make headway with the army, I should now focus on my game company, as I have yet to utilize that asset. How can I use a game company to benefit my cause? Quite simply actually. By creating a game based off of our faction and letting people see a new side to what is good and what is evil, I will draw them in like droves. The game shall be called, "Nightblood: The Forgotten Prophecy." Yes, I like it! Let's get ahold of the game company and begin story boarding and development planning. Budgeting shall not be a problem. Now that I have a short term goal planned, next should be long term isn't it? I shall make it that the top 10 players in the game can meet me 1 year after the launch date. However, they must have a great many achievements under their belts and they must be unique individuals. Other then that, I'll be playing the game myself however I'll be playing for fun, not for competition. That I'll leave for the pro gamers. With my skills as the Vampire God I can easily achieve, and this is why I won't do it. It'd be too easy, no one could match me, I'd be alone at the peak of the world. Kind of like current me... I have allies, friends and confidants however I'm a God among men. I have no equal... Being a most high being has it's merits, but it can easily become a curse if I allow myself to drift without purpose. Hence the birth of Nightblood and the glorious empire that shall come to be! If I stand at the peak, then I must simply raise more peaks around me! I'll bring my friends to the highest of heights and one day if they prove to be up to the challenge, I'll help them break the void; ascend to godhood! Then I won't be alone at the peak anymore. As tears of blood run down my face, I seem to have forgotten that Jelia is currently with me in the throne room. Seeing me suddenly crying, Jelia rushed over to me and said, "Lord, Lord, what has happened? Who dares cause you to weep? I'll rend the flesh from their bones!" Smiling warmly at Jelia's protectiveness, I brought her into my embrace and whispered into her ear, "It's lonely being a God, I have no peers. Are there other gods living in this world? If so I must network with them and bring whom I wish into Nightblood." Realizing now why I was crying, that it was a existential crisis of a sort, Jelia hugged me tightly and said, "Great God Clyde, I shall take it upon myself to locate gods and goddesses in this world and bring them into contact with you. I swear this on mine name, Jelia Mooncrown!"
Feeling much better, I agreed to Jelia's declaration and gave her a light peck on the cheek. Getting up and stumbling while giggling, unlike a vampire, in a flash she vanished from the throne room to do my bidding. Doing my own part, I contacted the lead game designers in my company and revealed my plans for this new full dive game. They were simply ecstatic to say the least, we agreed on a date and time to meet to hash out the details for the game, and I hung up with a content smile on my face. Things are finally in motion for the first steps of my plan. May the advent of the glorious Empire of Nightblood bring chills to the blood of it's enemies, and joy and fire in the hearts of it's allies. Here's to the future, here's to my glorious Nightblood!