Why Won't You Be My Enemy!
"Csintalan Kek Gvansa, I bestow upon you the blessing yearned by all of the righteous and pure. This blessing I give you, is the blessing, of luck. Good luck."
The unruly demon of Inkarhell, the embodiment of mischief and chaos, Csintalan Kek Gvansa. After years of mischief and wrecking havoc, he who was scorned was finally banished, no, sentenced to a punishment beyond grief.
"You can return, only, if you once more, make the whole world your enemy." declared the great god Odin.
Hearing this, Csintalan grinned to the brim and felt, hope. In his mind he thought 'That's easy, I'll just go have fun and return for revenge? Isn't that too light? Ha!'
But little did he know, what adversities he would face.
"I killed your father and brother." He said that with blood on his hands as his grin reached almost unto his ears. "Thank you! you saved me.." She said as she knelt down on her knees, while crying and with her heart filled with gratitude for him. "Huh?"
"I bashed your beloved king's head unto the ground and grinded his body to bits!" he declared as he crackled evilly whilst he stood on top of the palace's terrace in front of a crowd. "Our savior! Oh thank the heavens for this man!" the crowd roared and applauded him ecstatically. "What???"
"Now then people.. I've massacred an entire country all for no reason! Fear me and hate me!" he yelled in frustration as he stood atop a mountain full of dead bodies. "All hail the hero! You have saved us from those blood crazed barbarians, how could we ever repay your kindness?" they wailed in admiration for the so-called-hero.
"Not again.. What the f*uck is up with you people!?" he screamed in anger, while his eyes turned bloody red. "Why the f*ck can't you see that I just want you to hate me!? Why can't you hate me!? Just why!"
"Why won't you be my enemy!?"