Well, I saw that the remnants of those messy attributes started to clear from them, but only one thing was shocking me: how the fuck did he manage to uplift his seal? Well, I guess I can't even say 'bat' anymore; maybe I should start calling it by its real name: 'Raktavardhan Rakshasa.' Well, this guy's name might sound very long and kind of complicated. So I mostly spoke of it as 'Vardhan.' This guy's bloodlust just increases; the more he eats, the more he wants. Just like his name suggests, he is a bloodlusty demon who has no limit to his lust; he just craves slaughter. This bat's story was pretty complicated, as this bat was of an average baseball player, as he had great passion for it and never accepted insults about his bat, so no matter who spoke badly about it, he would just rush towards them and give a really good beating to them. So his life was pretty normal and pretty simple, but things started to change in his life as his life started to fill with tragedies, as people started mocking and bullying his passion, his hobby of playing baseball, as the bullying and mocking started to grow every day, and as people started to bully him everywhere—the social media, the alleys, everywhere—as he tried to file a police complaint, but the police officer didn't pay attention to him, and instead of thinking thoroughly, they just kept asking for evidence. As showing them the proof of social media wasn't enough, as they thought that it is pretty common to joke around online but after forceful requests they wrote an complaint and told him to live peacefully, as he started to even feel like not even touching his bat but due to his immense attachment with it, as surely being an orphan wasn't a easy way for him and every moment he tries to relax, he was again and again disturbed, as surely he wasn't weak in any way, strong body and strong mindset but you see this type of events started to make him mad, as he started to hit everyone who dared to even mention about him or his bat, as the rage and madness broke him to his limit but he had a friend that he always cared about so, whenever he was around him, he never cared about anything else, so that was the only place that was left for him to take comfort. So he went to his house and thought about meeting him but the moment he thought that the guy he called his friend was really his friend, he lost the game, as he saw that his that only one friend was hanging out with his enemies or the people who started to bully him, as he started to follow him and thought that maybe they are forcing him to join them but hearing their words, surely short broke every limit he had left in him, as he heard his bullies speaking " Hey how do you even have friendship with that psycho, as you surely are a sly one, who started this game of making every people to tease him, as you told entire school about his love to his bat and you even told them if they teased him than you could even offer money to them, What a sly bastard you are!" As he heard it, his expression started to get disgusted as he spoke, "What are you guys even on about? I am no friend of his; he just keeps coming to me with that annoying bat, as I never liked him nor did I ever think of him as a friend; he was just a bystander for me. How could you even think of that disgusted bastard as my friend, as he is just more like a clown to me, a person who is meant to be laughed at, as seeing his anger excites me, and seeing him suffer makes me feel like a wonder of heaven, as hearing his screams and hearing his misery pleases me, and I enjoy his suffering!" Hearing it surely made him feel betrayed, and the rage took over him, and he rushed towards both of them as he started to fight them, hitting them with his bat, making them feel vulnerable and nothing but terrorized. As the screams started engulfing the entire area, he hit everybody except for that single guy who he called his friend. covered everybody in blood and killed them, but then he was stabbed by a sharp-edged knife in his back. Seeing such a sudden attack surely pushed him off guard, as the injury he faced in this fight and this sudden attack surely made his head spin. As he tried to look at the guy who stuck him in the back, the face of the person that came in front of him was none other than his friend. the feeling of getting betrayed and seeing the face that he trusted most surely started corroding his mind and his mind started to get blank, as he started to hit that guy until the point of exhaustion and death, as he died while hitting his friend and police came and tried to clear the area but moment anyone tried to even touch the bat, he became insane and he started killing everybody around him and started to cause havoc in entire area, countless death took place, yet no other weapon other than the baseball bat was found, as bat was declared as cursed and many shamans and priest tried to excorcise it but failed miserabally but managed to reduce its effects by sacrificing many lifes in process, as I was called by a guy to excorcise it, before 2 years, as he was paying me insanely and I had my same blood lust and anger towards these bastards, so I quickly accepted it and the moment I saw it, I felt a chill to my spine, as I saw a person, sobbing and looking at me, wanting to say something, as I took a deep breath and hold onto it, as the moment I touched it, my entire body started to burn with imense blood lust in me, as I felt it strangely comforting, as it was feeling much more pure emotion then anything else I felt, as I lifted it and started to play with it and the moment I took a stroke from it, my entire bloodlust started to feel more controlled and more denser. I felt as if it was waiting for me, and from that moment on, we hunted countless spirits, countless living persons, like mad dogs, reaping the streets with terror.
