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Crazy Blood Demon

Just a warning the first few chapters may be worse because I wrote them when I couldn't write well but in my opinion 18+ chapters will be much better than the previous ones, please give it a chance. I was pretty inspired by ORV to begin with, so if that bothers you you can leave. Because I've been annoyed by people who've read 5 chapters and say it's a copy. The first 7 chapters it's going to be very similar to 40 chapters it's going to be a little bit similar and then not at all. Bob Reloud was a strange kid—psychopathic, autistic, and introverted. On the surface, he didn't fit the typical image of a psychopath, but when he got angry, he became something else entirely: a bloodthirsty predator, driven purely by instinct. The first sign of his violent nature emerged in kindergarten when he was just five. A classmate destroyed his favourite toy car, a cherished gift from his grandfather. Enraged, Bob's face turned red, and foam gathered at the corners of his mouth. In a fit of uncontrollable fury, he gouged the boy's eye, causing severe injuries that left the child hospitalized for a week. His parents, horrified, took him to a psychiatrist who reviewed footage of the incident. But when the psychiatrist met Bob, he found a calm, seemingly ordinary autistic boy. After weekly sessions revealed nothing abnormal beyond his autism, the psychiatrist concluded that it was an isolated incident—a strange, unexplainable outburst. However, Bob's parents remained cautious, assigning him a special tutor and treating him with apprehension, afraid to provoke another violent episode. One evening, his father came home drunk, as he often did, and began his habit of throwing insults at Bob's mother. Bob had grown accustomed to these rants. Afterward, his father sat down to watch football. Bob, fiddling with a stolen phone, accidentally blasted music at full volume. Bob’s dad started beating him, and his mom tried to calm him down, but it was too late. Bob became extremely angry, went into his psycho mode, and murdered his parents. Officer Danzel responded to the call. Breaking down the door, he was met with a chilling scene: a boy covered in dried blood, sitting calmly on the couch, the decomposing corpses of his parents beside him. "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" Danzel barked, his hand on his gun. Bob raised his hands. Danzel covered up the murders, taking Bob under his wing. Over the years, he moulded Bob into a spy and assassin—a tool for his purposes. Bob excelled at killing, but he despised espionage, finding it tedious. Worse still, Danzel kept him trapped, threatening to expose his past if he ever tried to leave. Eventually, Bob devised a plan to free himself. Over months, he deliberately botched missions, creating enough trouble to provoke Danzel's wrath. Finally, Danzel snapped. Now, Bob stood on the subway platform, a grin on his face and a backpack on his shoulders. For the first time, he felt free. Boarding the train, Bob heard the powerful voice of the demon. The apocalypse was about to begin, and his story could finally unfold.

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Bob's New Insidious Plan

Before the third scenario began, Bob spent some time thinking and came to a realization: nothing in life comes for free. Danzel had been right. If Bob hadn't massacred so many people on the train, Night Whisperer would never have noticed him. And if he were weak and hadn't killed anyone, he wouldn't have kept Night Whisperer as his watcher.

Even the coins he received from Condor hadn't been free—he had to join them and serve as their sword during raids.

Most of the survivors had already gathered at the centre of the station where Addak had appeared last time.

"Hehehe, I see almost everyone has arrived. Are you ready?!" Addak's sinister voice echoed, and then he appeared.

At first, most people remained silent. Then a few started shouting "Yes!" and soon the majority followed, shouting their agreement.

"Hehehe, I see you're more confident now. Good. That'll make things more entertaining," Addak said with a grin. "Here is the promised third scenario."

A system window appeared in front of all the survivors with the quest details:

[Main Scenario No. 3

Take the white flag located near the tunnel. Whoever takes the white flag will become the leader, and all survivors must obey their every command.

Difficulty: E

Time Limit: None

Reward: You will become the leader.

Penalty for Failure: None]

Bob quickly assessed the situation and concluded that he had to get the flag. If someone else took it, they would have absolute control over him, and if they ordered him to commit suicide, he would be forced to obey. While Bob trusted Condor to some extent, he didn't trust him enough to hand over complete control.

At the station entrance, the white flag appeared. No one was nearby.

Bob sprinted at full speed, shoving a few people aside.

With his superior agility, he easily reached the flag first and grabbed it.

[Congratulations! You have taken the white flag]

[Quest Completed]

[You are now the leader of this station]

[Bob Keazamur has taken the white flag]

[If someone holds the flag for five minutes, they will become the permanent leader]

[Night Whisperer is pleased that your thinking aligns with his and that you claimed the flag]

[5:00]

The other survivors realized that fighting Bob for the flag would be suicidal, so no one dared to make a move.

Condor approached Bob.

"Well done, Bob. Thanks for securing the flag. You can hand it over to me now," Condor said with a smile.

Bob looked at him coldly. "No. I'll keep it," he replied coolly.

Condor's eyes filled with confusion. "But you said you didn't want to be the leader, and you don't exactly act like one," he said, his tone almost mocking. Some survivors thought Condor was walking on thin ice with those words.

Bob chuckled. "You're right, I don't want to be a leader. But if it hadn't been written that all survivors must obey the leader's every command, I would have gladly handed it over to you. I don't want to be controlled."

[Night Whisperer is pleased to see that your thinking aligns with his]

Condor's expression softened into a calm smile, realizing Bob didn't want leadership, only autonomy.

"All right, thank you, Bob," Condor said.

[0:00]

The time limit expired, and Addak's clapping resounded through the station.

"Truly unexpected that Bob wanted to become the leader—and succeeded. Congratulations to Bob Keazamur for becoming the leader!" Addak announced.

Another quest window appeared immediately:

[Main Scenario No. 3

Each station will be assigned a flag, which only the station's leader can hold. You must defend your flagpole from other groups. If a foreign flag is placed on your flagpole, your station will be taken over by the group that planted it. The fate of your group will be in their hands. You can also place your flag on other stations' flagpoles, but only the leader can do so. If your leader dies, the person who next takes the flag will become the new leader. If the flag taken belongs to another group, your group's fate will be in their hands. Within a certain time limit, you must place your flag on the designated target station's flagpole, or all members of your group will die. Your station name is Hwat.

Difficulty: B

Time Limit: 3 Days

Reward: 10000 Coins

Penalty for Failure: ???]

A flagpole appeared in the middle of the station, and the doors to the left tunnel opened.

Bob suddenly laughed, a sadistic smile spreading across his face, but it quickly shifted to an expression of disappointment.

He thought about how, since everyone now had to obey his orders, he could simply command them to hand over all their coins and then order them to stand still while he slaughtered them all.

But there was a flaw in that plan. If someone planted a foreign flag on his flagpole, all the members of the conquered group would belong to the leader of the conquering group. If he killed everyone, he'd have no guards left to protect the flagpole. Sure, he had Tunny, but he didn't know how strong the other stations were, nor whether Tunny could defend the flagpole alone.

Then, a wicked smile reappeared on his face as a better idea struck him—one he could execute.

He could order everyone to hand over their coins, then command them to stand still while he massacred nearly all of them, sparing only the strongest fifty to guard the flagpole.

Bob laughed out loud at the brilliance of his plan.

The survivors, seeing Bob's laughter, were taken aback. He usually wore a bored or neutral expression, only smiling or laughing during battles or training. But now, he was laughing out of nowhere. Was he happy about becoming the leader? No—many had heard his conversation with Condor when he said he didn't want to be the leader and that Condor would remain in charge.

Then a thought dawned on the survivors: Bob was so confident in his strength that he was laughing at the new challenge ahead. As this idea spread, the survivors' faith in Bob grew, and they even began to prefer him over Condor.

But they still had no idea what awaited them…

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