He Was The Man to Please

/Frank POV/

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(Alrighty then kiddo, let's see what the hell is going to try and stop this attempt on the life of your emperor.) I said to him as he still grit his teeth as he took the potion from my hand as he glugged down the contents and then threw it back at me with force. (Don't give our presence away dipshit. I might've had to kill you to get out of here!) I joked a little bit as he then cursed me even more before he went silent to go into the place where they would have their meeting.

{Alright then, now, which of the toys that I have, should I use? Stands? My Bolter? My Glock? My pets? The dungeon? Or maybe, the more interesting Quirks that I took with me? You know what? I think I can spare the use of the classics.} I thought as I then cracked my knuckles as I then walked my way out of the room, taking the words of the kid into mind as I made my way to the throne room. And when I was there, oh boy, there were a lot of meatbags in the room. (TOP O THE MORNING TO YA LADDIES! MY NAME IS FRANK!) I shouted at the top of my lungs with the most stereotypically Irish accent that I could get out of my throat as I immediately blasted out the anger and made myself into a fucking tank. (KAR.) I said as the people within the room took one step back as the guards that were there and any personal units that they brought with them were all surrounding me. (EN.) I spoke once more as they all came closer as the guards themselves were already shaking as one of the personal guards then ran up to me with a sword as I caught it and spoke the last Argentan word with blood red eyes. (TUK.)

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/3rd POV/

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And this chaos then befell the room as Frank pulled the blade closer, grabbed the head of the poor guard, and subsequently crushed it by throwing it into the face of another. The other guards then came up and tried to spear him as they didn't know anymore after Frank grabbed the leg of the poor soul that he killed and tore it off before he threw it at the face of another.

Frank bobbed and weaved against the attacks that were coming at him, it was a good bit of exercise as the Slayer to cut loose and just go for pure hand on hand. Or a better description of what was happening was hand on skill as he then dug his hands into the chest of another guard as he tore off the demon's sternum and used the meatier part of it as a shield to another spear user as pulled out the large intestine of the now very very dead man as he wrapped it around his arm and lassoed it around the leg of the spear user in front of him. It was still strong from the Profound Energy that was slowly going away from it, but it served it's purpose as he pulled the spear user down to the ground and repurposed the skin and muscle covered sternum as a guillotine and brought it right down the poor soldier's nose.

The man's brain matter slowly plopped out as he was as sure as dead, as Frank kept up his blood fueled and body fueled slaughter against as many of them as possible. The guards were all trying their best, yet their knees were heavy, their palms and whole body were unbelievably sweaty as they were watching the man, no, monster in front of them kill their allies in ways that make Profound Beasts look civilized. And when the thing turned it's head at them, they could swear that they saw bloody steam coming off of the creature as it ran up to them and tore them asunder.

Any of the nobles that existed within the same room were terrified since they found something terrifying. They couldn't their cultivation while the beast was going at them. The sheer anger that emanated from the monster was cutting off and making the energy itself scream in agony as it left the room. (I AM GOING TO RIP APART, YOUR ENTIRE FUCKING EMPIRE CHILD. WHAT SAY YOU?) the beast said as they looked at the miniature palanquin that was at the head of the room as they all realized that they were most likely going to die here. And so they took up arms as they had difficulty doing that as well. The materials that they had their weapons made out of were only really good when you had enough Profound Energy.

In their scenario, this was essentially saying that they were cripples using toys that they weren't even able to make use of. And so they all closed their eyes and steeled their resolves as they knew that the only way out was the door in front of them. They all shouted as they ran towards the creature trying their best to give each other a chance to leave so that they could actually warn their clans and tell them of the occurrence within the throne room of the Empress. This, was a very rare moment where they find their humanity in the darkest of situations, and this is one of those moments when they realize, there's no point in bragging and killing each other for no good reason aside from resources when there's a being in front of them that can kill them without the need of Profound Energy.

Unfortunately, the pile of bodies grew larger, and Frank, oh Frank. He was on top of the pile as there was one last threat that he was holding up by the neck. You couldn't see it as he then squeezed harder as a crack was heard as he then let go off the poor soul that was going to lose it's invisibility.

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/Frank POV/

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Huh? W-what the fuck just happened? OH COME THE FUCK ON! I let loose for one fucking second and now I killed the entire fucking room for no good reason! Well, it's not actually- you know what? Fuck it, I can assure it's not actually a good reason, it's for the sake of killing people. (Alrighty then girlie, get your ass out of that thing or I'm just gonna have to burn it down.) I said as I didn't get a reply as a shaking child then came out of the thing. {Wait, she can't be this young? It was, oh, was she supposed to be this young? If that's the case then wouldn't that mean that Che went an- you're fucking disgusting Che.} my already extremely low views of Che grew even lower when I saw the little girl try to put on a brave face.

(Well then, what do you wanna say? You wanna know how I went and killed all of your curt without the need of your special little energy?) I asked her as I knelt down on one knee as she then looked at me and gulped as she then said (F-father said that something could happen to me when he passed away. He told me stories when he brought me to bed for naps.) she said as I was actually fucking curious. (Well? Go on kiddo, I'm gonna be here until I get bored, so keep piquing my interest and you might be left with a couple limbs missing instead of your head.) I said to her as tears were already threatening to fall down as I kept looking at her as she continued the story.

(T-this story, he said that it was passed down to him from one Emperor to another, and he decided to tell me it when he wants able to get a boy to be his heir. It's said that the first of the demons ran from a great foe, a warrior that didn't care for cultivation, ways, or anything of the sort. He said that the warrior wore green armor and held an entire army with his hand as he slaughtered demons left right and center. And when he came upon the ancestor, the warrior saw something more interesting to him and left the ancestor alone. After all of that, the ancestor then looked at himself and then ran for the Blue Pole Star, where he bled his eyes to ensure that he would never see the same eyes come upon himself and his people ever again. There, he met the Golden Crow and together, they ruled over our people justly as it has been for all this time.) she went and gave me the entire story of what was most likely one of the Hell Lords running away from the Slayer when the Slayer saw the Icon come up and then left the Hell Lord.

And the funny thing is, she got even more ballsy while she was talking and now she was crossing her arms as I then looked and asked (And now, you think that the "warrior" is here? And that it's me?) as she then looked at me. She was confused when she realized that I wasn't reacting to her in the way that she expected, whatever that was. (Y-your eyes! That's right! Your eyes! They're the sign of the warrior!) she said as I just grunted to her as she then smiled as the same smile immediately went away when I stood to my full height.

(And did your father ever hear about a symbol?) I asked her as her eyes then went sharp with shock as she then took a step back as she asked (H-how did you-) and right as she asked I came up closer and asked (WHAT WAS THE SHAPE?) as she then gulped as she then looked for something to use as I clicked my tongue and grabbed her by the arm and took her to the pile of corpses as there was enough of the fluids there for her to work with. (Draw the symbol.) I said with as much authority as I could muster as my hands were already feeling itchy as she looked at me with confusion until she realized what I wanted her to do. (I SAID DRAW THE SYMBOL KID!) I shouted at her as she then closed her eyes as she put her left hand into the blood and liquids as sh then started to draw it on the floor in front of her. And when she looked at me, she stood up and then walked backwards away to the walls.

And when I looked at it, I clicked my tongue. And right before me, was the Slayer's mark as I then pulled out the SSG and saw that it also had the Mark on it. (Congratulations kid, you met your warrior and if you play your cards right, you won't be killed as immediately as you may think.) I said to her as she saw my reaction to it and with the weapon in my hands, it's suffice to say that she was terrified when she was in the presence of the man that made the demons terrified.

(If it was anybody else that wasn't me, then you might've had a fighting chance.) I said to her as she then looked up as I then pointed the SSG straight between her eyes. I stared the kid down as the tears came down her face ashe couldn't seem to close her eyes as I just shouted and shot above her. (FUCK, alright alright alright. There's a better method to this Frank, you can't just kill a child as you stare them down.) I started to talk to myself as she was already crying while she covered her face as she was most likely thankful that I didn't kill her right then and there. {But she's a still a threat, why would I possibly allow that to occur? God fuck I hate thinking about this way too hard. Why the hell was pulling that trigger so hard? I've killed kids before, hell, there's more than hundreds of thousands of dead child skeletons that was most likely deteriorating because of me. And so many more are either without parents or the parents looking at the torn apart remains of their child.} I thought as I looked at her as I then wondered as I slammed my head against the wall as I got an idea popping into my cranium.

{I think that might work.} I said as I bought a very specific gaseous compound as I looked down to it and gave her very specific instructions.