"Because they have been corrupted…
There is no way for them to return.
Therefore…
I will kill.
And kill.
And kill.
So many humans.
In order to build a clean world.
A perfect one.
Without rampant hypocrisy.
The System you sanctify… is a corrupt system.
What right do you have to kill one of your own?"
Kim's eyes were weeping.
"How? Is she not of your own blood? How? But I will have my revenge. I know that vengeance blinds the eyes. But there is no longer any light within mine. Therefore… I will let it reach my heart. To be merely a body. Without a soul. Without a mind. I am just a vast void. That is why you are dregs. Because you abandon those who once showed you kindness."
Then Kim looked at them intently.
"You are but eight people. I do not know the bonds between you. But if you had a brother or a sister who broke the law… would you not plead so they wouldn't be killed?"
Everyone's eyes widened. Kim said mockingly:
"So… you know what I mean. That is why I hate hypocrites."
Then Kim summoned a sword from the void. But this sword was strange; Kim did not remember ever owning one like it before. It was a crooked sword. It did not seem to have a sharp blade. But darkness enveloped it from the outside, and from within… there were many screams, as if souls were trapped inside. It was filled with strange markings. Perhaps he obtained it when he gained this new power.
He said to them:
"No matter your number… I will annihilate you until you vanish."
Quickly, everyone used various spells—some for attack, others for defense. But Kim merely drew his sword and swung it toward them, until the blade sliced them all through the middle of their bodies. They all turned to dust.
Afterward… Kim knew that the power of Annihilation was vast, capable of erasing any being. Even if they were immortal, they would die before him.
"Meaningless beings… trying now to stop me."
But Kim's memories were killing him.
"He killed her before me. She was erased. And I erased everyone. Therefore, I… I did not kill her. Or was it I who killed the chance of her return? No… No, no, no, no, no!"
Then he looked at the shape of his body, and at his hands.
"NOOOOOOOO! WHY?! Have I lost control again? Why? I was holding onto hope, but it never helped me. Why does life insist that I be an outcast? Why are we all different from one another… yet our end is the same? Woe is me… Has the greed in my desire for revenge and return… consumed me? Am I mad? Truly… hatred is like a black hole. It devours everything. HAAAAAA! Perhaps the bloodshed… is what made me remember that I am alive. If my fate is sealed… I will accept it. I am tired. All paths lead to the written end. I was the prisoner and the jailer. Hahaha… hahahahaha… Even though I took more than one path… out of fear that I would fail in a path I dedicated my whole life to. Therefore, I was afraid. But… everything in my body is broken. No matter the path or the end… everyone will hate me."
But—a voice emerged from within Kim's darkness.
"You… you are the one who preferred pain and suffering. You are the one who chose the darkness. You were born to be the error."
Kim said: "No… rather, they are the error."
The voice continued: "Your fate was written with death by cowards. Because they fear you. Do you know why they wrote your end as death? Because they could not tame you. Heh… you know the feeling of suffering. Why not make them feel it too? Hahaha… hahahahaha… Sometimes the winds blow in a way no one desires. And a time will come… when you return the weakness to everyone."
Kim spoke: "Damn it… who are you?"
It said to him: "Hahaha… do you not know who I am? I am the version of you that you showed to no one. I am your unquenchable fire."
Kim told it: "No… I don't want to be like this."
He was swaying left and right, trying to tear away the darkness enveloping his body. "NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The darkness said to him: "You are a fool. I can smell the scent of fakes and betrayal from these worlds. There is no one like you… except for a few. Why don't we kill them?"
Kim's hands pulled away. The darkness continued its words:
"There are only a few. Why not get rid of the hypocrites… to create a clean world? And if only one person remains… why not? Isn't their vast number disgusting to you? Why don't we kill them? Let us dispose of the waste. We must cleanse the world of their darkness. Of their hypocrisy. Of their misery. Listen… there is no justice without blood. And there is no law without punishment. Let us shed some blood. For the sake of a perfect world. Without anything dark. Without any error. Let us reach perfection. I only want to help. Let us begin the Age of Chaos."
But amidst these words, Kim was trying to control his body. Yet his darkness kept speaking.
"If you do not want to kill them… then do this. They want this. Many humans and other beings… want death. To find rest. Why not be their savior? Why do you not want to protect them? Ah… I hate the smell of hypocrites. In the end… you do not want to help anyone. So kill the criminals. Erase everything. It doesn't matter who remains. What matters is who will submit to your rule. By force… you can make everything yours. Be at the top, not the bottom. If you do not kill, you will be killed. If you are a fool with sweet dreams… they will love you today, and tomorrow they will kill you. Listen to me, Kim. Today, if you live in peace… won't you eventually be killed for the sake of their system? Why not make your misery the cause of their happiness? You must shed blood to rise in life. Everyone will follow you today, and tomorrow you do not know. But most of them do not understand you. Therefore, do not let anyone be equal to you."
Then—the darkness consumed him entirely. His consciousness faded gradually. Then the darkness said:
"Welcome to the forest. When you feel it is hopeless… and when you believe you are lost… I will be with you. In the midst of the darkness."
Kim's screams rose higher and higher. Then he said:
"Death to all hypocrites! I shall make you all perish!"
But the greater problem… was that he was going to many worlds. He left no one. Anyone before him… he killed. Even those who were terrified by his power and begged for surrender… he did not leave them. He left no one alive in the worlds near him. It was as if a virus had been released to destroy all the cells in the worlds. Everyone near him… he killed. Status did not matter. Age did not matter. He did not care about gender. Everyone… their fate was death before Kim.
"You are nothing."
But there were some who thought they had distanced themselves from him, that they had escaped his eyes. But they did not realize… that they were cattle released by the breeder.
"Hahaha… Destruction. Death. Pain. Feel the last hope within your hearts… before I cut it into small pieces."
Chaos was rampant across all planets. Even the Guardians of Balance—for every group of planets—could not deter Kim. Instead, they only made his rage much higher. This rage… was his fuel that would never run out.
But—why would a child like him have his hands stained with blood for the sake of what is right?