My King System

Grabbing the archer by the head, Yuki lifted the humanoid demon in the air, slowly crushing his skull. After a few seconds of torment, Yuki slammed the archer's head into the battlements of the tower. Constantly repeating this process, lifting the monster's head every few seconds to look at his bloodied face before slamming it once more.

"Now, don't you think it would've been a better idea to let me drink my potions in peace?" Yuki asked.

While a fair question to ask to a player, this was a monster he was talking to. All actions it had, and will take were out of its control. It had simply been commanded by the system. Was it really fair to punish someone for actions they had committed without them intending to? However on the other hand, the demon archer was still a threat to others. Even if it can't be blamed for its actions, the fact remains that it must be disposed of. It is the method of disposal which may be brought into questioning.

As Yuki continued his torturing process, an arrow pierced through his left arm. Annoyed by the interference, Yuki subconsciously clenched his right arm harder. Feeling the excruciating pain, the demon archer tried to use its hands to free itself from the demonically strong clench of Yuki's hand to no avail. Yuki, ignoring what was happening as he still had his attention focused on the other archers who struck him, he inevitably crushed the demon archer's skull. A loud cracking sound echoed through the stage as everyone went quiet. Yuki felt a warm liquid on his hand. When he turned around to see what it was, he noticed the action he had committed. In his hand's monstrous grip was the unconscious body of the monster. From its skull the red liquid which Yuki recognized to be blood flowed.

Frozen where he was standing, Yuki couldn't say anything but watch as the system recognized the demon archer to be dead and disintegrate him. Yuki had killed mercilessly many times before, however this time was different. It felt purely wrong. There was nothing behind it. Yuki mainly killed as a way to relieve his stress as he derived pleasure from killing those who had used or abused him.

However he had now killed with no purpose, Yuki hadn't even realized what he had done until he had turned around.

"What a waste," Yuki said as he let go of the body.

"Fallen angel of hell" in hand, Yuki infused his weapon with his stamina and he jumped off the tower to meet the crowd of demons. Right as he landed on the ground, a small crater formed from the impact of Yuki's large presence colliding with it. An angry Yuki armed with a stamina infused treasured sword was one of the scariest things to see in the world. While Yuki didn't understand why he was feeling that way, all he knew was that killing people who stood in his way always made him feel better. Yuki was now addicted to murder. It was his only escape from his mind's agony.

As the angry crowd of humanoid demon infantry unit began to charge at Yuki, some holding large two handed swords, others holding axes. All armoured with leather equipment. As their large muscles shined on the stage. On the other side of the battle field stood a 15 year old with a one handed blade. Closing his eyes, Yuki held the hilt of his sword with both arms as he made the edge of the blade face the wall behind him. Yuki began to breathe slowly as he placed all of his stamina into his sword. As the engravings on the middle of the sword began to glow red, Yuki felt himself lose more of his stamina. Putting every ounce of will power into his sword, the red glow began to twist and reform until it formed a red guard around the sword, much resembling the 50 feet long spacial blades Yuki had summoned the first time he had unleashed the true power of his sword.

As the small army of demon infantry began to approach Yuki, he also stepped forward to greet his enemies with the wrath of his blade. Only stepping forward once, Yuki instantly closed the distance between the two parties of the battle. Before any of them could react, Yuki brought his blade to their necks and sliced them off clean. Instantly 3 of the demon infantry unit were taken out. The monsters' head in the air after the impact, their brain tried to tell their body to retaliate however nothing happened. The command could never be delivered as the nerves connected the body and mind had been severed. Slowly the monsters that had just been killed began to feel tired.

"I'll just take a quick nap," they thought to themselves as they closed their eyes to never open them ever again.

Yuki went through the crowd one by one, slicing each and everyone one of their heads off clean. As some tried to fight back and attack Yuki, they ended up striking each other as by the time they had swung their blades of fists, Yuki had disappeared and the only thing to receive their attacks were their comrades. None of the monsters from the infantry unit that Yuki had killed felt pain. All of his attacks were swift and clean, no time or energy was wasted. He couldn't afford to do that as the sword continued to drain his stamina at an exponential rate.

Once Yuki had mowed down the crowd of land demons, he turned his attention to one of the archers in the tower. The towers were in a pentagonal shape. Each one connected through a long sky stone bridge. Within the boundaries of the pentagonal shape were the infantry unit which had just been massacred by Yuki.

"You're next!" Yuki said to the archer he had set his attention to.

As expected, the archer became overwhelmed by fear as it had seen what Yuki had done to the other archer. Ignoring Yuki's remarks since they had no reason to be concerned, the other archers aimed their bows at Yuki. However Yuki had planned for this to happen. Instead of going after the archer he had said he would kill next. Yuki sprinted towards the archer tower beside it. Caught off guard by this, the new target of Yuki fired its arrow at Yuki without any aim. Luckily for the archer, it was headed directly for Yuki.

As the archer smiled in joy, Yuki leaped in the air, slicing the arrow perfectly in the horizontal direction.