On a dark night somewhere in an alley, a man can be seen laying on the ground seemingly unconscious. The man is wearing an all black attire, blending in with the darkness that surrounds him. suddenly the man can be seen twisting and turning slowly picking himself up from the ground. As the man stood up in the dark alley one could see his features better. The man was around 5'7 in height, wearing an all black attire, pairing that with his raven black hair and a slightly above average face. He also looked to be in his early twenties. This man's name was Noir Nightshade.
Ahh.. "I shouldn't have drunk so much" The man's voice being slightly shaky.
After the man thought of what happened earlier today, his anger started rising with each second.
"That damned bitch sleeping with my brother!" The man said with an angry expression forming on his face.
"How could my brother do this to me?" The man asked himself.
After a few minutes of sorting his thoughts he looked at himself and sighed, "If only I wasn't such a failure." Noir said to himself sadness could be heard in his voice.
Noir started walking home, leaning on objects for support indicating that he's drunk. Noir was having a battle with himself struggling to walk properly. As he was walking home he suddenly saw a shadow approaching him, the shadow had a humanoid appearance. As the shadow came closer and closer he became more visible to Noir. The shadow now could be seen as a human wearing all black with a black mask, as the shadow stood Infront of Noir at a comfortable distance. The shadow reached for something in his pockets, it was a knife. Noir slowly started to freak out thinking of what would happen in the next seconds, many thoughts rushed through his mind each one of them being bad.
"He...hello Can I help you?" Noir asked fear could be heard in his voice.
The shadow didn't say anything and just approached him. Noir started to freak out even more thinking he would be dead within the next minutes.
"Is it money you want?" Noir asked as fear started to build up within his heart at a rapid pace.
The shadow raised his arm ready to stab Noir.
"Splurt"
the knife reached Noir and within seconds blood could be seen slowly flowing on the street. Noir wasn't angry maybe it was because he was drunk or devastated because of his girlfriend's betrayal. Noir only had one thought in his mind and that was, why? Why did his girlfriend betray him, Why did my brother betray me? And why was I going to be killed by some random dude lacking motive to kill me? Nothing makes sense.
As Noir was gazing at the heavens expecting an answer to his questions he said to himself
"If only I had a second chance I would make everything better, I would kill all of them" maybe it was because he was still drunk and tired he didn't know what he was saying. I don't care if I have to sell my soul to the devil, if only I could make those bastards pay I would do anything. Suddenly an undying rage started to manifest within Noir. As Noir's consciousness started to slowly fade away from the amount of blood he was losing, the only thing he could think of in his dying moments was how he would kill them make them pay!
As he closed his eyes he couldn't feel himself anymore. It was as if he was floating in space. But the thing Noir would hear the next second would shock him. Suddenly a voice was heard "How pitiful you are human" The voice sounded ancient, like it has been through countless eons. Noir was startled.
"Do you seek revenge?" The voice was heard again but even more ancient this time than before.
"yes I want revenge on those bastards who betrayed me, and not just those who betrayed me but everyone. This world has given up on me and it has only showed how much it hates me and now I want to repay this hatred back tenfold" Noir replied anger and hatred could be heard in his voice.
"Very well I shall fulfil your wish" The Ancient one said, but if one saw the face of the ancient one he would be giving a wicked smile right now like he was scheming something.
Noir didn't care to ask who that voice belonged to, his will had already been destroyed the moment he was stabbed for no reason. But when Noir heard an ancient voice telling him that he was going to be given a second chance, so he could fulfil his revenge on the world, he was more then happy to do anything to achieve it.
"On one condition" The voice was heard again.
"What? what condition?" Noir asked.
"You see I'm trapped in this space and the only way for me to escape is if I regain my power" The ancient one said.
"And how do you regain your power?" Noir asked nervosity could be heard in his voice.
"Souls, I have to consume souls to regain my power and only then can I break free from this space"
"And how do I help?" Noir asked.
"Chaos" the ancient one said.
"Chaos?" asked Noir.
"The world I will be sending you into is a world filled with magic and endless opportunities, I simply just want you to create chaos and havoc. Of course you can create chaos however you want, but as long as you create chaos." the ancient one said hope and joy could be heard in his voice.
"Magic and endless opportunities is something many people on earth want, it would be such a shame if I threw away this opportunity. But I just don't know how someone like me could create chaos, and how do I get my revenge if I'm on another planet?" a wicked smile was formed on his face when he heard magic and endless opportunities, but immediately vanished when he found out he wouldn't be able to get his revenge if he was on another planet.
"Don't worry someone like you is more than qualified to create chaos in this world, and as for the revenge once you become strong enough you can travel to your boring world and get it. So deal or no deal" The ancient one said.
After several minutes of contemplating if he should make a deal with this devil or not Noir said "Deal."
"Good choice." The ancient one said.
"ooh and I have one more thing to tell you before I teleport you" The ancient one said.
"What's that?" Noir replied.
"as you create chaos, watch out for the seraphim's" The ancient one said with a wicked smile on his face.
"Seraphim?" but before Noir could ask the ancient one about what the seraphim was he found himself in a forest.
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