In a room on the second story of an average looking house, stood a not-so average looking youth. The youth, who appeared to be between 17 and 18 years old, had pure white hair that was un-kept. His eyes were an unnatural shade of crimson, making him look like some demon fresh from hell. There was something off about him though, aside from his unnatural appearance, his face was devoid of emotion like that of a psycothath. His eyes held a savage yet cold glint in them that made him appear like he was an apex predator staring at his prey, and he was doing just that, staring at his future victims. He was watching a video of his classmates in last months sports festival, which had been sent to him by some classmate he never paid attention to. From outside you couldn't tell what was going on inside his head, only that whatever he was thinking wasn't good. The youth, given the name "Zest" by his mother, was planning to murder his classmates with homemade bombs that he made from a YouTube video. Why would he do such a horrible thing you ask? Well you would know his reason if you went through what he's had to go through most of his life, constantly mocked by everyone around him, and isolated by his fellow students, the only person that had been somewhat nice to him was his mother. His mother started becoming colder to him after his 15th birthday because she had given up hope of him becoming a "morally upright human being". Diagnosed with psycopathy, and extreme narcissism, Zest had never cared about other people's feelings and how his actions affected them, even going as far as physically hurting people because they were sick of his attitude.
"After I'm through with these insects, they will know the true meaning of fear. Wait scratch that, how can I be so stupid? They'll be dead after I'm through with them!" Laughing hysterically at his thoughts, Zest walked over to his window and stared out across the street at kids playing in a park. "How can they be so carefree in a world as twisted as this?" He thought as his eyes grew colder. Suddenly, he turned around and swiftly left his room. Walking right past his mother and out of the house. His mother didn't say anything because she no longer cared about that "monster" who only cared for himself. Unbothered by his mother's lack of care, Zest started walking towards his school, with his homemade bombs in his bag. "Who should I grace with my attention first? Maybe that fatass Dylan? Or maybe Addison, the so called "Queen"? Bah, I shouldn't pick favorites, I'll just show all of them my "love" at the student body meeting this morning". As if coming up with the greatest idea ever, Zest made the most arrogant smirk anyone had ever seen. His self indulgence didn't last long though, as he was interrupted by mocking laughter from across the street.
"HAHAHA, hey look everybody, it's that freak from class 1-A." A handsome blonde haired youth arrogantly announced to his gang of friends while pointing at Zest. "I guess the rumors really are true, he really does have a naturally arrogant face." Said the blonde youth while laughing. Zest looked over with an irritated expression, but then smiled sinisterly as if thinking about something twisted. Zest started walking over to the blonde and his friends, making them uncomfortable as they saw his sinister expression. "Hey, don't come any closer you freak!!" The blonde youth was getting a really bad feeling about the approaching Zest. Zest slowly reached into his pocket and brought out a large pocket knife, all while having a dark smile planted on his face. "HOLY SHIT, RUN HE HAS A KNIFE!!!" The group of teens were now scared shitless at the sight of a knife wielding psycopath approaching them. Before they could get away however, Zest suddenly sped up and stabbed the knife up through the bottom of the skull of the blonde youth. Quickly pulling the knife from the youths skull, Zest then jumped towards a nearby youth and planted it deep into his heart, all of this happening in 3 seconds. "I've waited for this day for a really long time, you know. After I kill the rest of you, my entire school is next." Zest said while looking at the remaining two youths, who were too terrified to run. Before they could even think about what Zest just said, he swung the knife in an arc, causing the two youths throats to start gushing blood. The only reason he murdered this group of teens out in broad daylight was because he was planning to go down with his classmates in the bombing, not wanting to be captured by authorities and giving the families of his victims satisfaction at his multiple life sentences and perhaps death sentence. "I should hurry before police show up and arrest me before I give my "love" to those insects called classmates."
After several minutes of walking, Zest finally reached his school, pulling up his hood and walking towards the gym where the student assembly was being held.
"As you can see on this chart here, we are using quite a bit of our funds on the football team, more than I think they need. I believe we should-" The teacher talking was interrupted by a hooded figure walking up onto the stage in the middle of his speech. "Excuse me young man but this isn't the time for the students to voice their opinions, please take a seat with the audience until that time." The teacher had become irritated at this student that interrupted his speech.
"That's not happening, old man. I have something very special planned for everyone here today." The teacher started to get a bad feeling about this student, while the crowd of students below the stage started to murmur to each other. Just as the teacher was about to have this student kicked out of the building, the hooded youth took out a strange object from his bag and started shaking it. Zest then threw the bomb at the crowd. "Finally you pigs get what you deserve. Did all of you really think you could get away with your constant torture of me? I'll have you know that I hold grudges."
With a smile on his face, Zest awaited the imminent explosion that would follow. However, contrary to his expectations, nothing happened. To be more precise, everything stopped moving. It was as if someone stopped time. While looking around in confusion and slight irritation, an entity made entirely from darkness spoke out to Zest in a hollow voice. "My dear Zest, I have been watching over you for quite some time now as your gaurdian devil. To be precise, I've been watching over you ever since your unworthy mother was pregnant with you. As a result, I have seen the way these insects treat you on a day to day basis, and I have an offer, well more like a proposition that you're not allowed to refuse, that I know you'll love. I will transport you to my world, Zakariel, and you will become the all powerful Demon King that answers only to me. But you will not be alone, your classmates will be there with you. However, instead of being transported they will be randomly reincarnated, so you'll get to take your sweet time in getting revenge on them individually. Are you ready my dear Zest? When you wake up again I will explain more, sweet dreams, my son."
The last part was too quiet for Zest to hear. Before he could even process the shadow entity's words, everything went dark.