I laughed and said, "Hahaha! This is perfect!"
Then I calmed myself, breathed in the fresh air and continued, "Then, it is time for slaughter!", saying so, I rose from the ground and drifted in the sky and looked down at the planet where the beasts ran, their children ate and lived happily
*Perspective change*
Lacria is a wonderful planet where the oxygen content is extremely high, so naturally a lot of species have arisen here. The strongest one among them is a type of octopus with not 8 tentacles but ever growing, it has regeneration that has attained the extreme, as long the energy is enough, one can infinitely regenerate, it is several hundred metres long, several billion years ago, they attained intelligence more than a animals, and from that point developed more and more, they created weapons that could destroy the stars and assembled a star fleet a million space ship strong, and embarked on a journey of conquest, but unfortunately, another civilisation that had developed for much longer, and they were invaded. In a single night, the great civilisation was destroyed and turned into ash.
Just like that, in the cruel flames of eternal war, they were lost to the river of time.
From that moment, the planet seemed to be cursed, for there appeared no intelligent lifeforms.
But several hundred years million years ago, a space pod landed on the planet of Lacria, and graced its lands with the long gone seed of civilisation.
Out of the pod appeared a foot, a giant foot, or rather the foot of a giant and then the other foot, after which one more foot came out and one more, the giants looked human, but were 8 metres tall.
It was a Titan, from a great civilisation across the galaxy, that was similarly ingulfed in the flames of war, but at the last moment, the king of titans, with his life and blood carved out a way from the endless onslaught and sent his son and daughter away, to the edges of the galaxy.
The two were mere infants, and could grow up to become titans a hundred metre high, but for their infant versions, they were too weak to do anything on a planet where creatures were even larger than there adult versions, but they survived, used the small bit of knowledge they had to craft iron tools, and created a wonderful civilisation.
Their descendants were numerous, but none, under the guise of there being no threat did nothing but laze around or rather, they did not go the technology path, but did biological evolution, there sizes increased even more under the huge Oxygen content, and they grew even stronger, and their sizes increased to about a 500 metres, they became the largest creatures on land, ocean and sky.
Over time, under zero pressure, they increased in numbers and resource scarcity occurred, and they who were already having factions, divided into clans, from clans to tribes, from tribes to towns and cities, and then to entire empires who each others blood more than anything.
They entered the feudal society.
*Perspective changes*
On these desolate lands where civilisation clashed and threatened to break itself through internal struggle, was born a man who would change this all.
On a dark night, in a dark and damp place, a woman in a black hood placed something wrapped in black clothes on the ground, it was a boy, seemingly an infant.
A few hours passed by, and the boy, awakened by hunger and cold, started to wail.
The place was dark, utterly dark.
But, to the fortune of the boy, an old man who was hold a bunch of seeds, passed by the dark alley. And seeing the boy wail, he adopted him.
The old man was a hermit, or rather, he simply liked to stay far away from the crowd. Hence the old man's home was in the deep mountains where he peacefully cultivated the land and tilled the soil.
The boy was a genius, at the age of 1, he could speak, walk and jump as high as an adult.
The old man saw his talent and taught him all his knowledge.
The old man was a soldier, and perhaps, due to this, he like peace.
But he knew a lot, he taught the boy and named him Alexander, Alexander Doom.
Alexander spent his first 10 years of life learning from the old man, he learnt to read, to wield a spear, his first weapon, and learned various lessons about life.
At the mere age of 10, he was as tall as the old man, and seemed to even be slightly taller, the old man was astonished, after all, they were titans, with age easily reaching 10,000 years! And juvenile stage lasting till 60 years!
And yet, there he stood, a boy who in human terms could merely be said to be 3 or 4 years old, but was as tall as an adult.
The old man recognising that making him stay with himself, will only waste potential.
So he sent Alexander away, away to travel the empires and learn the way of the world through experiences rather than words.
And so, for the next 15 years of his time, he travelled through the empires and fought various wars for the Grass empire.
He gained experiences and became a true warrior forged in war.
And by this time, he was already 4 times as tall as other titans(2,000m), and looked like a mountain.
His outstanding performances brought him troubles, some were jealous, other were intrigued.
He ran, he did not want war anymore, 'why?' is something you may ask.
The answer, his old man died, his friend whom he trusted his back to stabbed his back, the emperors he trusted his allegiance to killed his other friends he made on the battle front, his love died, by his own hands, she turned out to be a spy.
Even when he went to other empires, it was all the same, the nobles lead legions to kill him, the emperor sent his personal guards to capture him and study him.
His love for life and his love for the world vanished.
And he was on verge of suicide on the deserted islands of the north, just as he thought that, he a warrior, who expected a death on the battlefield, was dying in a sewer of a place.
As he brought the knife closer to himself, he saw, his old man, in illusory form, standing there smiling while waving his hand, as if to encourage him to go on with life.
His blood shot eyes that had gone crazy, finally returned to calm, and flashed with unpresented clarity.
If he ended his own life in this manner, what will his old man think? He will be sad.
And with this realisation, he wanted to change the world, not because he loved it, but because it was where he lived.
He lived his next 1,000 years hidden deep in the sea where he discovered his ability to live in the water.
He trained and relentlessly honed his physique, and achieved a height that surpassed his kind by a thousand times, about a height of 500,000 metres.
And he discovered a peculiar energy in his blood, that he called the blood energy.
He mastered it during his next 3,000 years of life, in which, he grew to a height of 1000 km in height.
And then what he did, can you guess.
He wen to the highest peak in the world, unnoticed, he went there with ease, as if lightening, he was there in an instant.
And then, he inhaled deeply, and exhaled slowly, resolve shining through and through, wind blew around him, making his flutter and making him look like a god.
And with the next wind blowing, he turned into dust and his remains landed on every titan.
Just like that he spread his energy to every titan, infused with his will, so that his will could guide his people forever, but he turned into nothing, his family gone, friends non-existent, no love, no child, none remembered him, only his power shone through the entire Titan race, only resolve shone in every ounce of the power used by the titan race yet none remember that it was him.
It was him, who after all the things the world did to him, still choose to make the world a better place, so that no one in the future, would face a situation like his.