During birth of the main character, Levi Demonium, almost slaughters his mother and the operating doctors. Investigators were left baffled and confused, but later dismiss it as a fatal brutality. They disclosed the information as a malicious murderer who was seemingly brought to the hospital a few months back due to a devastating hit-and-run. The tragic accident was to have “drove the man insane.”
After years of a violent childhood, Levi decides to put his anger into a better purpose, taking up schooling, excelling, and eventually becoming a successful businessman who was fluent in many, many languages, and a moderate, slightly hefty paycheck. A long, secluded, yet prosperous life has given him enough time to plan his exact revenge on the non-existent murderer who supposedly claimed his mother’s life.
One day during his private afternoon sparring practice, he felt this sudden surge along his spine that almost dropped him to the floor in a fetal position. The pain progressed for whats seemed like hours. Struggling to get back to his feet, he noticed his vision flash in and out multiple times. His arms became heavy as rose and every step was unbearable. Swaggering to and fro to the door that led to his backyard, he kept getting flashbacks of manslaughter. Flashbacks of what seems like he may have did, but he knew he never killed anyone. Collapsing before he reached the door, he felt as if his soul left his body. He saw dead people, mutilated and strung out. Demons around him were coming to him, picking him up, propping themselves against him, and walking him to a nearby chair. They talked in deep, raspy, almost horrific tones and in a language even he couldn’t understand. One of them pointed off to the distance in the deep shroud of smokey dark, but Levi could not turn his head he was so overcame by the physical pressure. But what struck him even more oddly was the fact that he felt at peace. In pain, yes, but a very welcoming pain. Something he once tasted.
After his dark escapade, he became profound with an urge for knowledge about his state. He knew better than to go to just any hospital, so he started on his own. Shuffling through many books, he found his ancestral history. A book that should have been burned, yet stood the test of time. He learned that his late ancestors who were unaccounted warriors, could manipulate demons through a subconscious process they once called “Demonium Leovitus,” named after his great ancestor from the tribal community in Greece, Leovitus Lemark. Leovitus was to have had a bonding, deep friendship and as one out of the very few child-spawns of the Greek Dark God, Lord Hades, himself. From there, was noted to have only passed to every six generations of men in Levi’s family leading up to him.
Once learning this, Levi sought to harness this power for the sake of the once-presumed vanished Greek Gods and his ancient uncle, Hades. Becoming wary due to lack of sleep, he decided it best to go to sleep. Then it happened! While he was slumbering, his body began to move as he awoke as a different being. His other demonic self! Then, he began to take form as his arms grew longer, he grew these ferocious claws, his spine began to puncture through his skin as sharp, dark spikes as he increased in height, his legs turned more muscular, his skin grew dark and a dark mist formed from the pores, his jaw became more pointed as his teeth went from normal to pointed and crooked in places, and he developed an extra set of violet-glowing eyes.
A great, uncontrollable lust for a fresh kill purged his mutated body as he took a leap from his bedroom two stories above ground. Landing with a swift stance, he smelt the night air as the sent of blood filled his slitted nostrils. He took a pounce and ran, teleporting through a shroud of dark fog from here to there as far as he could see. Claiming lives as he
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