The moment he activated the fragment, everything felt wild and violent. The energy inside it wasn't calm rather it was rough, aggressive, and hard to control.
His vision became blurry. He couldn't see things around him clearly anymore. It was like a thick fog had entered his mind.
All he could feel was rage—a burning hatred toward the heroes around all the academy.
His fists clenched tightly as he growled through his teeth:
"All those damn insects… I'll kill them all."
Then suddenly—a burst of cold fire shot through his mind.
His body shook.
The world around him started to twist. Shapes bent strangely, and the colors of everything faded into dark shades and shadows. It felt like the world had lost its light.
His heart began to pound like a war drum, louder and faster, until it echoed in his ears. Then he heard a voice.
Not his own.
A cruel, sharp, and heartless voice.
It whispered like a curse, repeating over and over again:
"Kill. Kill. Kill."
