As the rage built inside Eric, he touched the piece of magicite in his pocket. An explosion like a balloon popping in his mind happened. 5 stars of different colours appeared in his mind. A red, blue, brown, green and a black star in the middle. The brown star was slightly bigger than the other stars. But the black star in the middle was growing. Eric could feel all the rage entering the star, all the humiliation of being a slave. All the negative thoughts and emotions he has had throughout his life, all entering the black star in the middle. He stared at the black star and he could feel the power, the anger and rage enough to destroy a universe. If he could just get that star he could kill them all, he thought. He could burn their souls a million times and make them suffer for what they have done, he could find the family's and burn them with rage and feast on the corpses.
As the rage took over his mind, the black star was growing. It was double the size of the others now and still growing. When it finished absorbing all the rage and anger Eric had, it was around 2.5x bigger than all the other stars. Eric pulled with his mind and brought the black star to him.
When the star was under control of Eric a darkness enveloped the room inside the shack. The fat man moved away from Eric. He felt a coldness all around him, a freezing of his soul. The others in the room all stood wide eyed as darkness covered them. "KILL HIM!!" the fat man screamed, ordering the guards to kill Eric. The guard saw Eric standing now, red eyes looking back at him. Fear gripped him like a vice and could not move. The other guard got over his fear and charged. The spear swung in a downward motion towards Eric's head.
Eric felt like a god of destruction he could see the guards looking at him. One charged, swinging his spear towards his head. It looked slow to Eric, almost like a child waving a stick. Eric raised his hand, and a shadow flowed out like a snake. Eric willed the shadow snake around the man's legs. The guard fell down on his face, blood sprayed from his noise. Looking at the spear, Eric picked it up. With the spear in hand, he let the shadows encompass him.
Everyone in the room saw Eric pick up the spear and then just vanish. Eric was in the shadows he could see everyone standing in place breathing heavily. He could smell their fear, a satisfying smell, he thought. He strode to the second guard, who was standing by the door. The shadows left him; he rose the spear and stabbed towards the man's heart. He saw fear in the guard's eyes, then he saw shock and finally pain. The guard crumpled to the floor, dead. Eric turned to see the first guard who fell stand up. Black tendrils left Erics hand and entered the guard's eyes, absorbing his life force. The guard screamed in pain, blood flowed out of his eyes along the tendrils into Eric who was standing expressionless.
Eric felt his strength rise with every drop of blood absorbed. He had a sudden craving for blood; it was the only thing on his mind besides rage. There were two people left in the room, rhino man and the fat merchant man. Eric ran to the fat man first and grabbed by the neck. "GET OFF ME YOU DIRTY SLAVE" shouted the man. His hands performed some sign language and a blast of wind hit Eric in the stomach making him fly across the room smashing into the wall. The dust from the wall covered Eric. He moved from the wall, looking down to see blood spilling out of a wound on his chest.
Rage seeped into the deepest part of his heart as he looked to the red star in his mind and focused. The temperature in the room rose. The rhino man and fat man felt a sense of doom arose in their minds. Eric raised his hands and pushed with his mind. Raw power from the star escaped and headed towards the two.
Eric could hear the cries of the two men burning. The smell of cooked flesh entered his nose, the smell made him hungry. He was tired of being hungry, today he was going to get all the food and destroy the entire camp all the slaves all the guards were his to kill he needed their death to come fast.
Leaving the shack, Eric went outside 20 guards were running towards him after hearing the commotion that just happened. Seeing the guards charging towards him, he thought about the stars if red was fire then brown should be earth; he thought. Thinking of the brown star, he raised his hand. He could feel the earth all around. He thought about pulling the earth up with his mind and the ground shook. *BOOOM* With a loud sound like an explosion, the earth rose where the guards were charging. Dirt fell from the sky, then the bodies fell 20 guards all screaming fell from the sky and hit the ground. *SPLAT* The sound of the body hitting the ground sounded like heavy rain. Blood covered the complete area of the camp. The Slaves saw everything looking towards Eric they all backed away afraid they would become the mad mans next target.
Eric felt drained, like he had not eaten or drank in years, only the rage that burned inside him was keeping him standing. Looking around Eric saw the slaves, he viewed them as nothing now. A waste of life, he thought. Seeing Horton standing at the front with fear and shock on his face, Eric remembered the guilty look he had when he left the shack before.
"YOU!!! BASTARD" Eric shouted while pointing at Horton.
"I...I.. Im... Sorrry..." Horton stuttered out while looking into the red eyes of Eric.
"Your sorry, he's sorry, everyone" Eric said with his arms spread out.
Eric sent black tendrils into Hortons chest, blood pumped out along the tendrils into Eric he felt a small boost of strength return to him. It was nothing compared to the guard from before. Probably because of how weak Horton was because he was a slave. But 100 slaves altogether might help him. Thinking this he sent more tendrils out, he could only manage twenty at one time. Twenty tendrils pierced the slaves and blood flowed into him. Energy welled with in Eric he felt as strong as before after the intake of blood.
The slaves upon seeing the twenty others drained of blood ran, they tripped over each other trying to escape their death. Some were fighting, trying not to get left behind with the monster. It was chaos.
Eric just stood and watched he felt like he was watching ants running from boiling water. "Its pointless" Eric said calmly. He extended more black tendrils this time he could reach the rest of the slaves in one go. The slaves all stopped when the tendrils entered their body, it was like time had stopped. Blood flowed like a river into Eric, he could feel he had taken as much as he could. But the blood kept flowing, unable to stop the process as the blood continued to enter his body. He felt a sharp stabbing pain in every muscle and bone in his body. He screamed out as his bones broke because of the pressure and muscles burst. He collapsed to the ground in a heap. He felt his body regenerate stronger, but his vision blackened and he passed out.