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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. 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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Business Man

As Bob settled in the underground, his group quickly spotted him.

"Hey Bob, you fought awesome on that bridge," Eduard said with a hint of respect.

"Oh, I see you brought food," David commented, eyeing the four shopping bags full of food and drink.

Bob and the others sat on the edge of the underground space and began eating. Eduard grabbed some dried meat and water, David snacked on bacon chips and drank Sprite, and Nina opted for some chocolate bars and water.

When other people noticed Bob and his group eating, they began to whisper among themselves. After a few minutes, a thin man, who seemed to have a sneaky demeanor, approached Bob.

"What's your name?" the man asked.

"Bob," Bob replied coldly.

"Ah, the famous Bob who saves everyone," the man said with a smile.

Bob frowned, not understanding the man's words, but the man seemed to ignore his confusion.

"Welcome to the underground, Egrac," the man continued, then glanced at the bags of food. "Ah, I see you came to save us."

Before Bob could respond, the man launched into his offer. "Hey, merciful Bob, join our group, and I'll arrange a higher status for you."

"I refuse," Bob replied coldly, turning his attention back to his food.

The man seemed to expect this and left without another word. Bob resumed eating his jerky, this time with Eduard. However, as Bob continued his meal, the whispers grew louder, and soon a crowd gathered around him.

"Hey, split the food!" a man from the crowd shouted.

"My baby is starving!" a woman added, desperation in her voice.

"You seriously think you're going to keep that food all to yourself?!" another person demanded.

Suddenly, a system message flashed in front of Bob.

[You entered the area of the second scenario. Find the place where the scenario will be running, and move to it.]

The thin man returned, now addressing the crowd. "Folks, don't worry. Bob has already agreed to join us, and he'll be sure to hand out the food later," he announced, attempting to calm the others.

[Ruby Ruler says that when you're with someone during a handshake he can give you a conis and so can those to him]

Bob understood what Ruby Ruler meant and decided to take advantage of the situation. "I'll sell 1 food for 50 coins," he said, making the announcement loud enough for everyone to hear.

When Bob announced the price of the food, he didn't miss the flicker of outrage in the thin man's eyes. The man stepped forward, clearly attempting to challenge him, but Bob's cold, unwavering gaze froze him in place. "Is there a problem?" Bob asked, his voice sharp enough to cut steel. The thin man quickly shook his head and backed away.

The thin man stared at Bob in shock. Bob didn't wait for a response and pointed to his group. "And that goes for my group too."

The crowd muttered angrily, but with no other options, they had no choice but to agree. Even Bob's group looked displeased, but Bob wasn't bothered. He simply resumed eating.

David looked at him and said, "I think that's a lot."

"My food, my rules," Bob replied nonchalantly.

Bob finished his meal, noticing a long line forming in front of him as people waited to buy food. Two hours later, there was only one bag left, which Bob kept for himself.

As the crowd dispersed after buying food, Bob leaned back against the cold wall of the underground. He let out a quiet laugh, his lips curling into a wicked smirk. "Desperation makes people predictable," he muttered to himself, twirling the remaining bag of food by its handles. "And predictable people are easy to control."

[You got 2550 coins]

[Night Whisperer praises you for your coin count]

Bob opened his status to check his progress.

[Name: Bob]

Level: 4

Class: None

Age: 21

Race: Human

Supporter: None

Titles: [Psycho] [First Blood]

HP: 150

MP: 9

Strength: 21 | Agility: 23 | Intelligence: 9 | Vitality: 15

Bonus points: 2

Skills: [Inventory lvl: 1], [Eyes of God lvl: 1], [Whispering Forest lvl: 1]

XP: 315

Coins: 3630

Inventory slots enabled: 1/5

As he was about to spend his XP, he overheard an argument between Eduard and Nina.

"Nina, go smoke somewhere else. It just stinks here," Eduard said angrily.

Nina, unfazed, took a long drag from her cigarette and blew the smoke in Eduard's direction, causing him to cough.

"Shut up," Nina snapped back.

Bob decided to ignore the argument and focused on his XP instead.

[Name: Bob

Level: 4

Class: None

Age: 21

Race: Human

Supporter: None

Titles: [Psycho] [First Blood]

HP: 150

MP: 9

Strength: 21

Agility: 23

Intelligence: 9

Vitality: 15

Bonus points: 2

Skills: [Inventory lvl: 1], [Eyes of God lvl: 1], [Whispering Forest lvl: 1]

XP: 315

Coins: 3630

Inventory slots enabled: 1/5]

After spending some time considering his options, Bob leveled up.

[Level 4 -> Level 5]

[Strength increased by 1 Agility increased by 1 Vitality increased by 1]

[You have gained 1 bonus point]

[You have unlocked a class]

[Please choose a class]

[1. Warrior

2. Mage

3. Archer]

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