As the anger fades back into the container I call my soul, every fiber of my being throbbing with hatred of those who would think of using my beloved against me I have found but another weakness I should fix within myself but to do so I must learn to control my emotions. This is a magic that I will be weak to if I don't focus on fixing the impurities within my heart.
My anger has left me vulnerable to many ambushes. I should find somewhere to rest before more irresponsible weaklings. slowly traveling in the woods as cries of people and beasts fill the air. I find a large tree and carve a small shallow indentation into the tree before using illusion stakes so that no one can find me in the morning. Hours tick by and finally the cries go silent. A voice rings out above the sky, "Day 2 of 3 has passed for those of you lucky enough to be alive. Rejoice, here is your surprise, a free meal gift wrapped. Of course, if you open your bags you'll see them."
I open the bag slightly and see the meal in a glass box, warm and steaming, but I do not eat. I shall rely on my meditation to fill my needs and the gluttony skill, of course. So close to gaseous C rank, I can taste it tonight. I will advance. I get up and slowly start experimenting. I feel something different but familiar.
Pain courses through my body. The feeling of uselessness clouds my mind as I forget what I was trying to grasp inside. As a solitary tear slips down my cheek, soon I will fill this ever-growing void I call my heart with the blood of those who wronged me so my ancestors can sleep peacefully. I stand up and move around and get ready to eat when I hear a loud bang close to where I was and I see someone who opened their food and someone trapped it to reveal everyone's location to instill conflict again.
Soon, the sound of cries and booms filled the air. They almost trapped me as well. I need to be more careful. Feelings will only get me killed again… I…. made a promise and now I must keep my word. Silently I slip out, removing my stakes and slip into the woods, only killing a single wounded girl some guys had taken advantage of during the night. I found her by her cries on wanting to die. "I can't live after they have taken my dignity and my will to live. Please kill me and them if you come across them."
"I will, but only because I need the heads," I say as I slit her throat and put her head away and devour her body. They say that I am corrupt when it is humanity that drove these creatures underground that are corrupt. We could have lived in harmony and peace, but as the hands of humanity touch something beautiful, it too withers and fades.
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Name : Ezequiel Keeper
Age:25
Class: blood chaos fallen,
race: unknown
Skills: abyssal absorption, nightmare, despairs dance, shadow stalk,
shadow strike.
Fallen skills: Chaos corrosion, Chaos blade (tier I) Gluttony, (tier II) wrath
Status: day 2 of the competition ends.