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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 15+ 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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System and Opening Boxes

[Name: Bob

Level: 1

Class: None

Age: 21

Race: Human

Supporter: None

Titles: Psycho, First Blood

HP: 110

MP: 9

Strength: 18

Agility: 20

Intelligence: 9

Vitality: 11

Bonus points: 0

Skills: Inventory lvl:1

XP: 210

Coins: 720

Inventory slots enabled: 1/5]

Bob looked at his stats, and before he could click on the talents to see them, the demon's voice echoed.

"Everyone gets a random skill box as a bonus."

[You've been given a random skill box]

[The random skill box has been automatically saved to your inventory]

[Inventory slots enabled: 2/5]

Bob excitedly opened the first talent.

[Psycho]

The one who has this title has psychotic mana circulating in their blood and should be avoided. When you get extremely angry, you lose consciousness and try to kill every living thing you see. During this state, your stats will triple.

For some, this may be a disadvantage, but for Bob, it was not. Bob pondered the title for a while and concluded that it might save his life. A satisfied look appeared on his face.

Next, Bob clicked on the new title he had earned through his actions earlier.

[First Blood]

You are the first to kill human in the apocalypse. When there is blood on your weapon, the weapon deals 10% more damage.

Bob was happy with this talent. It wasn't overpowered, but it wasn't something to be dismissed either.

When the demon saw that everyone had finished reviewing their stats, he said, "Now I'll tell you how to use the inventory. Imagine a grey box in your hand with a skill icon on it. But don't open the box yet!"

Bob and the other survivors imagined it, and a grey box appeared in their hands.

[Inventory slots enabled: 1/5], a message informed Bob.

"As I see that you've all managed, now I'll teach you how to put things inside. Just imagine the item you're holding disappearing."

The box in Bob's hand disappeared.

[Inventory slots enabled: 2/5]

"Now you can all open the box. I wish you bad luck," the demon said, smiling eerily.

A grey box with a skill icon appeared in everyone's hand.

However, everyone, including Bob, just stared at the box, unsure how to open it. The demon noticed their confusion and added, "Oh, I forgot to mention this. Just imagine the box opening, and it will open."

Everyone, including Bob, imagined it, and each box began to glow, growing larger until it finally exploded.

Everyone but Bob and the demon flinched in fear. The demon glanced at Bob curiously, but Bob paid no attention.

[You opened the box with a random skill]

[You've been given the skill: Eyes of God]

[Inventory slots enabled: 1/5]

Suddenly, Bob and the other survivors clutched their heads as a terrible pain overtook them. The demon watched them with a sinister smile.

Bob opened his status.

[Name: Bob

Level: 1

Class: None

Age: 21

Race: Human

Supporter: None

Titles: Psycho, First Blood

HP: 110

MP: 9

Strength: 18

Agility: 20

Intelligence: 9

Vitality: 11

Bonus points: 0

Skills: Inventory lvl:1, Eyes of God lvl:1

XP: 210

Coins: 720

Inventory slots enabled: 1/5]

Bob clicked on [Eyes of God lvl:1].

[Eyes of God]

Rarity: Mythic

With this skill, the user gains the Eyes of God, enabling them to see the stats of any organism or item. The higher the skill level, the more detailed the stats that can be seen.

When Bob saw how useful and powerful the skill was, he was thrilled. He immediately wanted to test it, so he focused on the demon. The demon's status appeared instantly.

[Name: Addak

Level: ???]

Bob was disappointed he couldn't see more but was excited the skill worked as expected. He assumed the question marks were due to his own low level.

Eager to continue, Bob imagined the green box with a weapon icon that Addak had given him. The box appeared in his hand, and he opened it with his mind.

[Opening the box with the uncommon weapon]

[You've been given the weapon: The Sword of St. George]

[Inventory slots enabled: 0/5]

A long, two-handed sword made of iron appeared in Bob's hand. He inspected it.

A cold wind swept through the ruins, carrying the scent of death and decay. Bob took a deep breath and savored the scent like a connoisseur appreciating fine wine. He gripped the sword of St. George tighter and felt a surge of confidence. "This world," he muttered to himself, "can finally be fun."

[The Sword of St. George]

Rarity: Uncommon

Bob assumed he would gain more information about the sword as the Eyes of God skill leveled up. He then turned his attention to the bloody hammer in his other hand and used his skill on it.

[Hammer]

Rarity: Common

Bob smiled, confirming the skill worked on items that existed before Addak's arrival. He placed the hammer into his inventory.

[Inventory slots enabled: 1/5]

Bob tested the sword by swinging it. To his surprise, it was remarkably light for such a large, two-handed weapon.

The other survivors eyed Bob's sword enviously.

Now, let's imagine the four survivors:

1. Bob.

2. The teenager, who probably survived because he held a bloody kitchen knife in his hand.

3. A muscular man who looked like a Viking.

4. A man in a suit who bore a striking resemblance to a young Donald Trump.

Bob looked around. In front of him lay a ruined city.

"From now on, watchers will observe you. If they like something you do, they can give you coins. If they really like you, they can become your supporter. Each person can only have one supporter," Addak explained.

[3 watchers were impressed by your luck]

[They gave you a total of 150 coins]

[Coins: 870]

[4 watchers want to become your supporter]

[Choose your supporter. Your chosen supporter will be your reliable sponsor.]

1. Night Whisperer

2. Ruby Ruler

3. Blood Shadow

4. Mysterious Wanderer

[7 watchers look on expectantly at whomever you choose.]

Bob assumed watchers with such ominous names chose him because of the massacre he caused on the train. He began to carefully consider his choice.

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