Joshua Knvar, demon child.
There was once a boy with dark brown hair who was very lonely. All must eventually meet this boy, so they shunned him. He was not normal, he was not human. Sealing him, they confined him in a dark tower with no entrance or exit, hoping he would never come. In truth, he was as human as any one of us. He simply happened to be born with a special ability, a gift that put him above common men.
Cast him aside.
No one knows when or how, but a woman entered his world of darkness and fell in love with him. In secret, they would unite once every new moon and make love. It was only natural that she was to be impregnated by the sealed being. She would not survive childbirth, for in fact she was nothing more than a tool, the ultimate stroke of the demon's plan to avenge himself for his years of confinement. She would be his sacrifice, while the child would be his vessel. At last, he was whole. He was free.
But what about the baby? The answer was obvious. If the woman had indeed been a catalyst, then it was possible that the demon and the child swapped. In the end, there would always be a demon child.
For the sake of his dead mother, who could never hold him in her embrace, for the sake of that demon who had taken everything from him, for the sake of ending this system full of contradictions, he would create a new world. A better world. This tower would no longer be an old world of darkness, but a world over heaven!
The bullet was struck by the hero's fist of justice, tearing through the crushing pressure once again. It was impossible, nothing could breach his ultimate shield of air. But sometimes it is the unlikeliest heroes that banish the greatest evils. Just as it looked like it would slow down, the holy bullet showed no signs of stopping.
Crippled by his multiple blows, he could not react in time again, and a shocking blast of holy metal was enough to blast cleanly through his chest and plummet him backwards, smashing into a wall so hard the entire castle shook. Even by himself, no human should have this much power. Was this the strength of a god? Aah, how unfair. How unfair! In that case, he'd become a monster stronger than god!!
"No...not yet..."
The hole in his chest was so smooth and polished it seemed surreal. Was this the end? The beast staggered again and again, spewing blood and falling on its knees, panting pathetically as it drew its last breaths. Would it die, like this, without even seeing the sunlight once? Would the crimes of his father be unpunished forever? No. Not yet. He would not die, not now not EVER! They were nothing but impediments, if only they could just dissappear.
But it didn't matter, no matter what he lacked, he could always make more! It was all so useless, useless, useless, useless!
"I SAID NOT YET!!!" He roared. Even without a heart, even with his very soul crumbling before its Holiness, the beast did not give in to despair. Gritting its teeth, four insect eyes bulged to the point they looked like they'd pop and a surge of purple energy unlike anything in the world shook the castle once again, making walls, stairs and the entire world crumble and crack open bit by bit.
"DEEP PURPLE!!!!"
And suddenly, the purple light cracked on the very castle walls, and they grew. Oh yes they did, with such strength and vigor that they seemed to pop out like impaling spikes with earth shattering force. Dozens of spikes emerged all at once, pillars of crystal shards were growing tremendously with such power that they struck like bullets from all directions.
There was no way to defend from this onslaught, the demon's last stand that put his very life on the line. The one way to stop him was to charge head on without hesitation and destroy everything..
