Rayen traveled to the city markets, observing humans.
A man begged for food.
Two people passed by.
Another stole his coins.
A wealthy woman donated to a charity for cameras.
Behind the building, she verbally abused the homeless she "helped."
Rayen's patience snapped.
The black energy within him surged.
A single touch of his hand burned the ground where they stood.
Humans screamed.
But Rayen didn't care.
He whispered:
"The world is mine to judge… and soon, mine to destroy."