After Drakar's forth drink everything went dark and his head hit the bar.
"Woah kid you alright!"
*Hehehehehe*
"Yeah I'm fine, oh my head, whats happening where am I."
"Seems like you've had way too much to drink kid, I'll run you down what happened tonight."
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Drakar still holding his head looked over to his uncle.
"Yeah I think I remember. Alright I think I'm going to uhh yeah Ima go back home now thanks for tonight uncle."
"You sure your alright kid."
"Yeah, yeah, something like this wont bring down the next king of Hell."
Davis snickered and watched as the young man stumbled his way out of his house and into the courtyard. Davis whispered to himself.
"There is no way that boy makes it back home, I'll go out and check on him in 20 minutes when he's passed out in the lawn."
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Finally after 4 dead ends and 3 different butlers helping him Drakar has made it into his families manor and up to his bedroom. After some struggle Drakar found his bed and jumped onto the sheets, he worried that he would have trouble sleeping. Fortunately for him right as his head hit the pillow his mind numbed and went to sleep.
10 seconds later Drakar's body rose and his eyes opened wide.
"Well then the first two failed, but you know what they say third times the charm."
*How the hell are you operating so perfectly.*
Drakar shrugged and said.
"I told you I'm a much better drunk."
"Well then boys, we doing this silently or shall we make a spectacle of this."
*Pick his flesh from his bones!*
*Slaughter the whole house!*
*Leave no possible bystanders wipe his house off this planet!*
*NONE OF THIS MATTERS! All that does is that he dies and that he SUFFERS!*
*Yes destroy him and his ego wake him before so he feels every last bit of this death*
"Hehehe seems like we all agree, it seems this false king must die and soon."
Right as Drakar opened his bedroom door, someone stopped his body from moving. Frozen in place Drakar started looking around to see what stopped him.
*Please think for just one second. What happens when gallons of blood is left on our clothes. First lets go steal some of the butlers uniforms then we can go on a rampage alright.*
"Great idea!"
*Also head over to the armory we need to grab two different scrolls*
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Listlessly laying in bed Kenco is awoken by a woman's scream. Stunned in fear Kenco stayed still for only half a second before grabbing his sword and rushing outside. To his right he saw two red wings connected to a butler's uniform and a great tail covered in blood adorning one of his skewered servants.
"Well hey there sleepy head."
Drakar smiled ear to ear and as he waved his hands towards Kenco. Kenco instantly noticed something off there was 5 cuts on his arm. He thought to himself.
'None of my servants are strong enough to cut him especially like that what the hell is going on'
Kenco realized just in time and blocked 5 streams of blood that shot from Drakar's arm right at him.
5 pools of blood appeared around Kenco in the air. Before he could even react 5 spears of pure blood shot out at Kenco, slicing both his shoulders and one of his thighs.
"Oh please cant you do any better. I really wanted my superior to put up at least a decent fight."
As Kenco panted and sweat dropped from his forehead. 5 Irregular humanoid shadows rose up around him all holding the exact same odachi.
"The blade of the Many Faced King. Cute! But I really don't get how 5 more targets will help you out from this"
Drakar's fingers snapped and instantly Kenco felt searing pain in his shoulders and his leg.
"You see my blood is quite vicious, I call this technique god complex. God complex changes all blood near it into my own blood."
"tsk"
Kenco and his shadows dashed backwards running from his mad cousin.
'I can't fight him in this confined hallway he's just going to bounce his blood across the walls. My only chance is getting it into the dinner hall.
With a mad cackle Drakar slowly flexed his wings; blood began to poor out from them as his wings started to expand. Drakar's wings now covered in warm crimson blood grew too big for the small hall way and started to destroy and crush the walls. After his wings reached their zenith Drakar shot forward through the walls covered in a warm crimson veil. Along with him hundreds of bloody arrows flew through the walls.
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Right as Kenco reached the dining hall he screamed out to 8 of his guards in there for a late night snack.
"DRAKAR'S GONE MADE HE'S KILLING EVERYONE GET UP A-"
Kenco was interrupted by the south wall crumbling and hundreds of arrows raining down on his poor guards instantly pulverizing all of them. By now Kenco had 15 shadows with him which all tried their best to deflect Drakar's onslaught, all to no avail as they were all struck down by the raining blood. Suddenly a giant crimson rocket struck Kenco in the chest and sent him flying away from the shadows. Kenco crashed through the wall into another bedroom and flew through its window.
As Kenco laid out on the pavement stuck on the ground with the wind knocked out of him. There was only one thing he could think.
'Is this who they decided was weaker than me. What was Madam Hestia thinking, this isn't even a fight this is an execution'
Kenco looked up and saw Drakar standing at the hole which Kenco just flew out of. As Drakar jumped down Kenco mustered up all his strength expanding his wings for less than a second and shot forward at the hemomancer. It seemed all the shadows in the house and on the sidewalk where Kenco just laid shot out and into Kenco's sword.
A dread inducing smile crawled across Drakar's face as blood moved around his hand which came forward to defend against Kenco's blade. Fear and sheer determination spread all throughout Kenco's body, but he did not allow anything to stop his blade.
The cool blade slide through Drakar's hand like butter and slammed right through his intestines. Kenco and Drakar where thrown backwards by moment and slammed through the mansion.
Shocked by the outcome Kenco allowed himself to calm down for half a second. In this moment Drakar's boot made contact with Kenco's upper chest shooting him backwards and forcing him to let go of his sword.
"Well that would be real scary if you were fighting anyone but me. Unfortunately for you my profane core grants me extreme regeneration. Along with using my technique to regenerate this is nothing but a scratch."
Kenco watched in horror as Drakar threw away the sword which just impaled him. Blood circled his forearm and shot into his hand. After a few seconds his hand looked brand new. Right after flexing his arm once the blood ran down his bicep onto his chest where it trickled down in to sword hole. Blood randomly appeared in the air and slowly flowed into his stomach as he walked forwards.
When Drakar reached Kenco who was still laid out in rubble he looked perfectly fine; since his trump card was so easily brushed off, as Drakar balled up both his fists and materialized blood to coat both of them, Kenco gave up and accepted his fate. Drakar slammed both his fist down into Kenco's stomach and popped him like a balloon. Drakar and Kenco fell down into the first floor after the impact shattered the entire upstairs floor.
Kenco Mammon the representative for the house of Mammon has died.