Deep in the heart of the dark beast forest in the domain of the kingdom of Kalifar, a young warrior treads and walks through the dark rocky path. This young warrior is Kaden Bloodrage. dressed in a black and white warrior gi with his steel katana sheathed on his belt. His skin was pale, his eyes blood-red with a dark black pattern, making them look demonic. His left arm bears a dark red mark shaped in a dragon head, glowing bright with a will of its own. His hair is brown and scruffy and rough, his muscles toned and well built.
The Mark echoes in his mind. "Kill, destroy, pillage. I hunger for bloodshed, you must kill, you must pillage, rape and murder!"
Kaden tries to ignore it, but the curse mark causes immense pain.
Kaden clenched his fist and reached for the metal canister around his neck, which holds his strong whisky liquor, opened it and gulped some down to help ease the pain. The pain and whispers always got worse each passing year.
"Shut up! I have got a contract to destroy a bandit stronghold, just wait, and you will get you blood shed."
The mark burns. "I hunger, I hunger! kill, destroy, rape!"
Kaden grits his teeth and keeps walking, the pain always getting worse, always viewing death as a kindness. But Kaden pressed on.
Wild beasts and predators watch him. Very large Dark demon wolves, with horns and sharp teeth, surrounded him, growling with intensity. Kaden paused for a moment, then glared at the beasts with his demonic eyes, unleashing his killing intent aura of slaughter.
The beasts tremble in fear and flee with a desperate whimper.
When the beasts scatter and fade into the distance kaden grunts and continues on his way.
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The bandit stronghold is a well-built fortress under heavy guard. An elf bandit guard, with an eye patch and pale skin with blonde ponytail, dressed in leather armour and carrying a bow, was on watch, standing above the closed entrance gates.
The bandit stares into the distance and sees a figure dressed in white, armed with what looks like a katana. slowly approaching. The bandit felt deep chills down his spine. Whoever this was, it gave off an aura of darkness.
The bandit sounded the alarm. ringing the alarm bell. "To arms defensiv formations, we have a hostile!"
bandits of orcs, humans, elves, dwarves, and beast-folk armed themselves and marched to the upper ramparts, bows and arrows at the ready.
The Bandit leader came rushing out and headed to the upper ramparts. A Demon Folk, with black hair and long black horns sticking out of his head, His red eyes widened in panic as a cold sweat dripped down his blue skin.
His mind was racing. How can this be? Our base discovered? Who are we dealing with?
He made it up to the ramparts and grabbed the bandit who sounded the alarm. grabbing him by the shoulders, shaking him.
"kagor whats whats happened! Who is invading! How many are there!"
Kagor pointed in the direction of the lone figure approaching.
"Captain Vold, sir, look, a hostile is approaching and he's giving off a scary aura"
Vold looked, and his eyes widened; seconds later, he frowned. Then scolds Kagor.
"Have you lost your marbles!? It's hardly more than a boy in his teens coming this way. You sounded the alarm for this. Have you been drinking!?"
Kagor shook his "no sir, he might be a boy, but he looks and feels very dangerious"
Slap!
Vold gave a kagor a hard slap, sending him tumbiling accross the stone floor.
"moron! utter fool!"
The hostile stood 20 meters in front of the gates. Vold signalled one of his archers for a warning shot.
The elf archer loosed his arrow. His arrow swiftly landed just in front of the hostile.
Vold screamed, "Reveal yourself, boy! and dont step any closer or the next arrow will go through your skull!"
The hostiles looked up on the upper ramparts above the gate and responded.
"My name is Kaden. I am an S-rank mercenary under contract to destroy this stronghold. I will not accept your surrender, but if you flee with your tails between your legs, I won't chase you. Today, this stronghold will be burned to ashes. I am sorry in advance !"
Vold burst into laughter, starting a chain reaction. All the bandits howled with laughter, like it was the biggest joke they had ever heard.
Kaden stood there waiting for them to catch their breath.
Vold finally calmed down and spoke.
"I gotta say, boy, that is the funniest thing I have heard all day. this strong hold is heavily fortifide what can a pathetic teenage boy alone with nothing but a katana do?"
Kaden raised his hand, palm forward, then unleashed a powerful gale force wind so intense it tore open the stronghold gates like it was nothing. bandits who were standing above the gates were sent flying faling to their deaths.
Kaden, unfazed, casually walked through the large, broken entrance.
Vold freaked the hell out, mind going crazy. Spirit force! How can he use spirit force? He's a male. Only women can use magic. Men can only use chi force. How can a man use magic? Only women can use it. What the fuck is he?
Once Vold regained his footing, he roared, "Kill him now! Don't hold back, use everything!
All bandits on ground level unsheathed their blades and charged at Kaden.
Kaden clutched his katana hilt and unsheathed it at insane speed, cutting the air, unleashing a line of blue energy in the form of the sharp blade, severing the heads of multiple bandits in one strike.
Seeing this made Vold tremble in fear. What? He is a master of chi force and can wield both spirit and chi. This kid is a freak of nature. How is this possible? He thought, watching even more men charge at him.
Kaden moved lightning, one moment he would be in front of a bandit sword piercing his throat, the next moment he'd be elsewhere, leaving after images standing behind bandits, cutting off heads. Kaden was leaving nothing but death in his wake.
Some of the more seasoned bandits used their own chi force attacks, sending sword energy blade waves at Kaden. Only for Kaden to easily avoid them and counter with his chi force blade of light, cutting more bandits in half.
after an 10 minutes of karnage kaden was surrounded by corpses everywhere. The surviving bandits screamed in terror and scattered into the woods, fleeing for their lives. Kagor was the first among them; he did not look back. The only one left was Vold on his knees in despair, staring at what was left of the massacre.
Kaden turned and saw the bandit leader who laughed at him from atop the gates. He took one step, and in a flash, he appeared in front of him.
Kaden stared him with his dark red demonic eyes and spoke
"You're the leader, why did you not run and flee? I said I would not chase you if you fled."
Vold stared at Kaden with dead and defeated eyes. "I run a human trafficking ring that sold more women and children than I can count. I raided villages for plunder and killed innocents and laughed about it. I took pleasure in their suffering. I know I am evil and a monster. But you are far worse than any monster that I have seen. What the hell are you?" he said, trembling in fear.
Kaden paused for a moment before his response.
"I am a bringer of chaos, bloodshed and destruction. I am sorry, but with you hear infront of me I can no longer spare you."
Kaden's curse mark flared. "Kill, destroy. I hunger for more blood."
Kaden raised his katana
Vold closed his eyes, accepting his fate.
Kaden swung his blade and cut off his head. His head rolled along the floor, eyes closed and at peace.
Kaden inspected the entire stronghold to check that it was completely deserted. Afterward he left the stronghold and had gained some distance. He raised both hands, conjured a giant inferno flame and lit the fortress ablaze. The stronghold is mostly made from stone. and wood. Kaden hung around to make sure the fires did not spread into the outer forest. It was like a giant controlled campfire roasting.
Hours passed once the stronghold was efficiently burned to ashes. Kaden waved his hand again and vanquished the flames, leaving the fortress in black ash, then made his way back. through the forest.
Kaden thought the pain would be eased a little after that massacar but suddenly the pain got even worse. Kaden fell to his knee cluching his arm with the curse mark, screaming out in pain.
"garh!! why! Why are you paining me this much? I gave you what you wanted"
The mark flared. "I hunger still, I hunger always. Kill, destroy. Sate your lust, find women, rape them, make them fall into despair, slaughter men, feed my blood lust!"
Kaden grits his teeth.
"No, I will never do that! I will never harm the innocent, do something so depraved to women"
The mark flares even more, causing Kaden immense pain.
"You will obey! plunder pillage! destroy! Obey my Will!"
Kaden trembles, "No more, I will not feed you anymore!"
The mark flared even more "You will do as I command, or I will devour you!"
Kaden's life flashed before his eyes.
He recalled the days when he was 5. When his mother was a merchant's daughter kidnapped at a young age by his father, Ryden Bloodrage. His mother gave birth to Kaden in secret with the aid of a passing doctor. Whenever his father visited, his mother always had him hidden away in the basement under the house. His father would visit her only to have his way with her, causing her to squirm in fear. Kaden why his father did those awful things to his mother until he discovered his father's journal that he left behind during his drunken visits when he was 6 years old.
When Kaden turned 6, his father stopped coming altogether, and he had no idea why. That was when he found his father's thick journal lying around. Since reading and writing were among the few things his mother taught him, he spent several hours reading about his father's life.
The book taught Kaden many things. It told him about the Storm Rose Kingdom, ruled by the Storm clan. The Storm Clan was a sisterhood of women of mixed races and tribes blessed by the goddess of war, Kethara, the creator of our world. The Storm Clan women are born with the power of spirit force like no other; they can use all the elemental magics, light and dark magic. They are born with great and mighty power, with blue eyes with dark line patterns much like Kaden's red eyes.
After further study, Kaden learned that the sons born from the storm clan woman are born with a Curse mark on their arms in the shape of a dragon's head. The mark is known as a blood rage curse mark. That is how the sons of Storm Clan women were known: bloodrage sons, and most of them die at age 15 from the mark. Kaden was now 17, and the mark kept eating away at him more and more. The Storm Clan had a spell to suppress the mark, but only Storm Clan women can do it, and it also serves as a slave spell to enslave and control the bloodrage son.
If they step out of line, the storm clan women will weaken the spell and let the curse mark run rampant and have them beg for mercy.
The journal also taught him to wield chi and spirit forces, and to master a deadly sword-fighting style.
Kaden trained himself by hunting beasts in the forest and bringing back meat to cook for his mother. He loved his mother very much, but seeing him come home with hunted beasts, and learning that Kaden could use spirit force despite being born a man, frightened her.
Sarina saw Kaden as a reminder of her torment at his father's hands. Then one day, when Kaden was 9 years old and already quite skilled in swordsmanship, chi force, and magic.
His mother told him he was his greatest mistake and shame, and she could not live like this anymore; she wanted her life back.
At the time, Kaden was dealing with the pain of his curse mark; he never told his mother because he did not want her to worry.
Despite that, he granted his mother's wishes and escorted her through the countryside to the nearest town he could find, hoping she might find happiness. Then he returned to the little house hidden in the woods, and his life of independence started anew.
Kadens inncoent mother crossed his mind, all the people he killed to satisfy the curse mark.
Something in Kaden's mind snapped. Kaden rose to his feet and cried out.
"No! No more! I will not yield! I will not yield to darkness any longer!"
His voice rang out across the forest. An aura of light was unleashed.
"I choose to be righteous, I choose to protect the weak, I choose to bring Justice! I choose to be fair! Goddess of war Kethara! If I must live as a bringer of destruction, if I must bring needless carnage and pain. Then I choose death! Take my life!" His aura of light exploded, and a giant light beamed in the air through the clouds.
Moments passed suddenly, and the pain was gone.
Kaden reached for his dragon curse mark, still there but silent, no more whispers in his mind, no more pain.
A wave of calmness and relief washed over Kaden. He felt good, he felt at peace, for the first time in his life, he finally felt at peace.
He placed his hands together and gave thanks to the goddess, and then started walking again. heading to his home for a rest.