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The Laughing Swordsman

Only when all the living perish, will there be peace ... Apollo was a bratty noble. Using the power of his father, he did many mischievous stunts. However, he would never go too far. The worst he did was steal someone's shoe, while on the average, it would be poking them in the back and running off. That's why he found it so absurd that someone would assassinate him, in his own room no less. He was stabbed in the back and left to die... But then he was back in his room, completely fine. Yet, he was stabbed in the back once again. Once he was stabbed in the back for the third time, the cruel reality began to sink in. That this would repeat itself for an eternity. The only thing in his room was his bed and his bokken, a wooden sword. At some point, Apollo picked up the bokken. He took his first steps to break out of the cycle. And swore to bury the person who called for this assassin with his own hands. ...But also calls a lot of things mommy for some reason.

Disgrace · Fantasi
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A Leader

Maya had her jaw dropped the entire time the two had their conversation.

"You can speak?"

Serosh looked over to Maya.

"What? You can do it, why can't I?"

Maya stuttered over herself, unable to form any words.

Lucifer rolled his eyes.

"Anyways, back on topic. You actually put your faith in other people being somewhat rational?"

The corner of Serosh's lip twitched.

"...They are intelligent beings, no?"

Lucifer raised an eyebrow.

"They can be defined as intelligent beings, yes. But in the end, they are unbelievably weak to manipulation. If they are not taught anything, then they won't be able to do anything."

He smirked.

"And if they are taught to bend to your will, then they will naturally do so. Otherwise, what is referred to as intelligent beings is no different from mindless animals. When it comes down to it, most are frankly incapable of thinking logically."