"So, Ace," The man said grabbing a dagger from behind him. "You know where your Paps is?"
Ace looked at the man, the expressionless face still sat on his face. Ace kept staring no words escaping his mouth. The man was wearing a cotton shirt and pants. He had boots on and a bag strapped to his hip. He had a stocky build.
"Your Paps owes us a lot of money."
Ace looked at the man still no expression.
"Can we get in there and talk to your Paps?"
Still, nothing escaped Ace's lips. The man's face twitched with anger. He grabbed Ace by the collar and threw him to the ground behind him.
"You want to just stare? Huh?!" The man screamed.
Ace started to recover and looked at the man. The man grabbed Ace again and kneed him in the stomach. Puke rushed out of Ace's mouth and onto the floor. The man dropped him and stomped on Ace's back.
"We were going to fuck your Paps up," The man said smirking. "But I'll just fuck you up instead."
He grabbed Ace by the leg and flung him over his shoulder to the ground. Ace landed smashing his arm and cutting his forehead. The man walked over to Ace's body. He got down on one knee. He lifted his fist in the air. The man slammed his fist into Ace's face time and time again splattering blood on the ground.
The man stood up over Ace's bruised and bloodied body. He turned away from Ace. Ace turned over to his stomach. Ace slowly stood, pain shooting through his body with every slight movement. After a minute Ace was standing. The man turned to see Ace, anger radiating off him.
The man ran at Ace. He plunged his fist into Ace's stomach sending Ace into the air. He grabbed Ace's arm and slammed him into the ground. Again Ace slowly stood. The man kept pounding Ace into the ground each time he stood.
After an hour of Ace getting beat the ground of covered in blood. Ace stood, battered, bruised, and broken. The man grabbed the knife and charged at Ace, the knife slashing the flesh open all over Ace. Ace sat on the floor bleeding out.
"Trash," The man said. "Just like your Paps.
Rage entered Ace, his anger overflowing.
"Vengence," A voice said. "Vengence is what you seek."
"Yes," Ace growled.
"I can give you that, and much more." The voice said.
"How?" Ace asked.
"Not all can use this power, but with your will, you could use it and become a king. No. A God!" It said.
"Give it to me!" Ace growled.
Ace's body rose. The hate lingered in his eyes. The old man turned to look at Ace.
"You want more?" The man screamed.
The man ran at Ace. He raised his leg leaning into a kick. Ace raised his arm blocking the kick. Then he suddenly grabbed the man and spun him. Behind Ace was a stone wall. Ace spun the man into the end of the wall smashing his head into it. The man's body went limp as his brain shot onto the floor. Ace tossed the man's body to the other goons. They ran at the sight of the man's mangled head.
Suddenly, a demonic figure appeared before Ace, its features as horrifying as its motive.
"No!" Another voice came.
Ace turned to see someone else, not human, but not a demon either.
"He lies to you, Ace. He wants to corrupt you, make you into something you're not." The new figure said.
"What do you know old man!" The demon said snarling.
"Don't let the demon corrupt you. You're strong. Stronger than you know."
"Don't listen to this old wack. He deceives you! I can offer you more power than you can know!" The demon said.
"Ace! Think of your father! Think of your mother!"
"They're dead!" The demon screamed. "Their corpses lay in the bed in the house. They killed themselves because they were ashamed of you! But you can use that anger to destroy anyone that comes across you! You can use the hate you harbor for them to reign as a new king"
"That's not true."
Ace turned to look at the old man.
"This demon needs you so he can survive. So he can destroy the world." The man said.
"But I agreed to him giving me power. There's no way to reverse that!" Ace said.
Ace crumbled to his knees.
"You're right. You'll always have the power and some part of the demon. It has bonded to your soul. But you use the power to help people."
Ace looked up at the man.
"I can give you my power to suppress the rage and allow you to safely use the power. It's a hard path but I know you can do it. It will allow you to hold back the demon's control." The man said.
"H-how do I know you aren't lying-"
"You don't. That's something you'll have to find out for yourself. I could go on and on about how I'm not lying but it's your own instincts that will tell you if I'm lying or not." The man said.
Ace stood, rage flowing away like the wind. Ace walked over to the man.
"Hold out your hand."
Ace lifted his hand, it still had cuts from the beating. The man slit his finger and dropped some of his blood into Ace's wound.
Ace stood back, "I don't feel anything."
"I placed a limiter on the power so you'll gradually gain my full power. But for a moment it will all rush into you."
Ace's eyes turned white as he fell to his knees.
"Ahhh!" Ace screamed.
Essence flowed out of Ace like a fire. It exploded in the air as the flames quickly died down. Ace's body became limp as he passed out.
...
Ace's eyes open slightly as light rushed in. Ace quickly shut his eyes. But little by little he opened them. Once his eyes were all the way open Ace noticed his surroundings. The room had a quartz feeling with pillars at the center of the room. Sitting next to him was a girl.
"W-where am I?" Ace asked.
"You're in the Royal infirmary." The girl said.