The self proclaimed highly intelligent whimsical thrill-seeker was currently sat at the most important chair in the most important office. He was bored which didn't surprise him. He'd finished his work rather early and was all alone so he decided to do some reading.

The book was written by a young looking man with blond hair with two thin long strands. The two long strands of his hair are zigzag like lightning bolts even though the rest of his hair is straight. He had green eyes, unusual for someone from his country. He often used his powers for his own selfish gains. This guy was and still is his 'rival'. Jak found him extremely annoying at times!

Jak Price smiled as he remembered that he met this guy with the strange plant powers again and fought him in a duel. That guy was left heavily injured by Jak who decided not to kill him. Both men were left in critical condition and needed emergency treatment. The man had the potential to train more and understand his power and then challenge Jak Price again to fight him. He was now getting excited as he loved to fight. Even thinking about it could turn his bad days into good days but one other thing he loved more than anything was to completely overpower and obliterate his opponents then kill them in a way that ensured that the victims blood would spray out, painting the walls, floors and probably the ceiling red. He chuckled. His eyes shone even brighter, eye colour turning red (a special property among his people), his bloodlust revealed (the desire to kill). He twitched and slightly shivered with excitement.

You could feel the intense pressure as if it was coming from a real Demon and sinister energy being emitted to all the four corners of the room. His eyes rolled back and he laughed to himself rather maniacally. "After all the effort the guy would put into fighting me, what if he still can't defeat me and I end up killing him watching the disappointed and hopeless expression on his face." He thought. What he was feeling now was beyond the state of bliss.

Adrenaline as well as his rare Lakedaemon blood pumped through his veins. He got startled as he heard the door open.

A loud but irritatingly sweet voice of "Hey Mr Price." is what he heard next.

"Don't you know how to knock on a door or do I need to give you a demonstration!" he shouted

She said nothing as she shivered at the energy that was currently circling the room. "I knew it. You want to kill again. But who is it this time, Boss?" She asked

She looked worried. She trembled slightly but hoped he didn't notice. He placed his left hand against her cheek.

"That expression of fright on your face is just wonderful! Tell me, are you afraid of me?" He said in a softer tone of voice

"No. It's your unpredictable behaviour that worries me. What makes you still want to kill even more people than you are told to eliminate? What makes you so excited to fight and conquer all that stands in your path? You are in the great Lord Fordos' lands, so violence of any kind is prohibited. Our land has only a 2% crime rate for this reason." She told him.

"Huh? I'm just bored. And besides i'll just disguise myself with my helmet from Lakedaemon or I'll simply wait for another target that i am allowed to kill. " He replied

You see, Jak is now an important figure in the underground society hidden from Fordos and is known for his warrior spirit and unpredictability, but as happy as he seems to be, he loves one thing and one thing only. His home country Lakedaemon. He wished he could return there but due to some issues between him and Fordos IV, he knew it wouldn't be so easy.

He was currently trapped in a bubble-wrapped, Fordos worshiping country. But what Fordos didn't know was that there are many others like Jak Price who are opposed to his rule over the Earth! People filled with hopes, dreams and determination. People who are bold and not afraid to speak out against someone who achieved world domination.

Note: After this chapter, the book will start where it was supposed to, at the very beginning where Jak was a child who grew up in the world's most dangerous country: Lakedaemon.