The Price of Power.

My first lot of classes were boring, very little occurred in them, English maths and science, my three least favourite subjects back to back. At least there were 4 beautiful women in the room with me, something to look at while my brain slowly shut itself down.

One a red-head, she smells similar to the SCP (Student Council president), gonna guess that they are the same if not a similar species. The girl sitting next to her reeks of more temptation than the two of them put together, the girl herself is aware of how hot she is, twiddling with her hair while looking at me, smiling seductively at me.

I'm sure this would work on other people but this only does one thing for me, wake my desire to dominate her, this desire of mine will only get worse when I carry out my next plan. With a quick glance at the sky, I mentally apologise to whatever god is listening to before I mutter.

'Are you sure scout flies?'

The tiny bugs gather around my left hand, flashing in green, confirming the information that had transferred to my mind. I had sent them to my mothers last known location, Siberia, Russia, what they have told me makes that my main concern going forwards, forget 666 for now, the Oni need to be purged first.

The bugs had followed the scent of my mother to a small village in the far northeast of the region, abandoned and broken. My mother's trail went north from there, hidden behind some sort of magical perception filter, a palace made of solid Ice dwarfed everything in the surrounding area. According to the bugs, my mother is alive and inside the palace, if she is there then something important to the Oni will be there too.

If it is important enough to forget her cult-like devotion to the Shinto Gods then I'm honestly scared, if it empowers her then I'm doomed, if there are too many Oni there, I'm doomed, I think it is finally time, time to give up that little voice in my head, the one that tells me when to stop. I have temporarily turned it off before when I ate the Hunters for example but this, this will require me to destroy it forever.

When the time comes, I can't hesitate, I need to purge them, I need their destruction, the Oni must end.

I bet you are thinking that dooming an entire race for the actions of my Mother's Oni is stupid, a waste, I disagree. The fours years after the incident with my mother in the shrine. The Oni began to refer to me as 'The Apex' a beast that would end the Oni for good, it tried and tried to kill me over and over again, my mother resisted for a while when I refused to inherit the shrine, she stopped.

Allowing the Oni to try and end me, with proxies help, I barely managed to hold it off until proxy gained enough power to forcefully send me to the world of Monsters. 4 years of torture at the hands of that beast, lingering between life and death, waiting for its next attempt at my life, only seems fair to me that I follow the prophecy that it gave me, after all, the Mutagens of the Oni will give me some needed magical prowess and resistance.

Drowned in my need for vengeance, I forget where I am and start the process of gaining power,

'Proxy, completely devour the following Mutagens; Vaal Hazak, Teostra, Nergigante.'

*The price shall be, your Humility and Kindness.*

'I accept'

I feel something leaving my body, it's weird, it doesn't feel wrong but I can feel the missing emotions like you took 4 pieces out of a 100 piece jigsaw. The whole picture won't be affected much but you can notice the gaps.

*Bang*

My left slams into my table, the wood on it slowly cracking under the pressure, my arm begins pulsating as I quickly hide it under the table, badly attempting to hide the strange phenomenon from those around me. Shoving my hand into my jacket's pocket, I sprint towards the male bathroom, jumping into the nearest stall, I freeze as my other hand then starts to pulsate, my heart following suit.

My mind became a muddled mess as a mixture of pain and pleasure (The Dragon's find pleasure in being set 'free') assaulted it,

*Bang*

Driven mad by the pain, I slam my head into the wall, attempting to knock myself out, only to hear a voice

*You need to remain awake for the process to finish, Sorry Samuel but this is going to hurt a lot.*

Spikes erupt from my arms, tearing my shirt to pieces, the spikes vanish as soon as they appear, replaced by rotten, slimy flesh that barely hangs to the bone. That also vanishes rapidly replaced by the claws of a lion, the three then begin to cycle rapidly until the process attacks my whole body, my chest erupts in spike, my legs flesh turns rancid while my head is replaced by that of red-maned Lion.

*Bleugh*

At the peak of my transformation, I throw up, vomit covering the walls, this carried on until I ran out of things to eject from my mouth. After emptying my stomach, I began to hurl up blood, covering the vomit in red.

As things calmed, my body let out a deep Draconic roar, shaking the school itself, after I fainted, when I awoke, I was alone in a now cleaned stall.

'What happened, who cleaned the mess?'

*I did, can you feel the Draconic energy running rampant in your body?*

'I can'

*Your roar and disappearance from the classroom are suspicious. The supernatural of the school will come to you with questions.*

One of my eyes turned red while the other turned a deep yellow,

'I better prepare some answers then.'