Red Hunter

Something sinister was lurking in the shadows, its presence illuminated only by a haunting red auraas it moved with an eerie grace. The mysterious entity seemed to possess a power unlike anything witnessed before, a force only known as "Calamity" that warped the very fabric of reality. This enigmatic ability defied the laws of physics (as a law of the universe which cannot be killed no matter what), manipulating the environment in ways that seemed impossible. It was said that "Calamity" drew its strength from the manipulation of events, weaving a complex web of cause and effect that was enhanced the surroundings, making everything a deadly weapon.
As the red entity made his way to other villages shrouded in secrecy and disguised undee layers of clothing, he discreetly inquired about the whereabouts of certain individuals. Unbeknownst to the villagers, knights were hot on his trail, following his every move. However, the red entity was always one step ahead, for he possessed knowledge of the time that others did not. Some of those he questioned were unknowngly aiding a dangerous fugitive, unaware that the person sitting before them was the very one they sought. The red entity had a talent for changing his appearance, blending in with his surroundings effortlessly. Once he had completed his dark deeds in a village, he would vanish into the night, leaving behind onoy a trail of destruction.
The Crimson Killer's rampage through villages left a trail of destruction and death in his wake, leaving many to wonder why he was committing such heinous acts. It was believed that humanity needed to pay for their "BAAR" – a term used to encompass all the bad deeds and decisions made by individuals. The entity, with a menacing eye on his forehead, held a deep-seated grudge against humanity for their collective sins which fueled his violent actions.
As the Crimson Killer approached each village, a red aura enveloped him, signaling the imminent doom that would befall the inhabitants. Those who caught a glimpse of him behind met a swift and unnatural end, while others fell victims to the sinister red tentacles that materialized from the mysterious aura, leaving People in shock and giving screamings of hope, desires, and help to any being out there that could save them... being which even to this day doesn't exist. It was a sight that struck fear into the hearts of all who witnessed it, a grim reminder of the consequences of humanity's past transgressions.
With each setp he took towards the thrones of the empires, the Crimson Killer's wrath seemed to intensify, leaving a path of devastation in his wake. His actions served as a chilling warning to all who dared to defy the natural order, a reminder that retribution would always dome for those who strayed from the path of righteousness.
The King of the Empyrean Throne, Vladwin IV, found hiimself in a state of distress as he observed his kingdom being ravaged by a malevolent red entity that seemed to be stealing the souls of his people. What troubled him even more was the eerie feeling that this entity was not experiencing the present moment for the first time; it was as if 8t had already been through this exact moment and had returned to the past to launch its attack, fully aware of what was to come. However, upon closer reflection, Vladwin realized that it was not a matter of the entity traveling back in time, but rather the unsetting sensation that time itselr was bending to the will of this malevolent force. The notion that the moment was converging upon the entity, rather than the entity moving through time, onoy added to the King's unease as he grappled with the dire situation facing his kingdom.
Aa chaos erupted in the village, panic and fear gripped the residents as they desperately tried to escape the malevolent entity that loomed over them. Some bravely attempted to fight back against the entity, while others selflessly reached out to aid those frozen in terror. For the brave ones, this was like an opportunity to gain recognition and love of the beautiful womans, but this wasn't like that time a man gain random powers from two imaginary entities, this entity was not weak and neither an imaginary entity that only exist as a shadow of the concepts of reality, he was a law that cannot be ended.
With all the knowledge he had about what was going to happen, he punched a man in the face, with extreme pain on his head, the man tried to fight back, but some text said on his mind said "WORTHLESS" and he was never seen again. Some of the brave mans tried to attack from behind, but they never knew that looking the back of the entity wasn't worth it, and instead they fell with their weapons being their own cause of death. Looking the back of the entity makes things even way deadlier than what they look, so it was something they noted, but why noticing something when they will cease to exist?
"The world is doomed... there is no salvation... there is no light for any of you... I am the end... I am the only way..." the entity's chilling words echoed through the air, sending shivers down the spines of all who heard them. In the center of the village, a swirling singularity began to form, its ominous presence growing stronger with each passing moment.
Then, with a deafening roar, the singularity collapsed in on itself, unleashing a devastating force that obliterated the entire village in a blinding flash of destruction. The once bustling community now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of the unstoppable power of the entity that had brought about its demise.
As he made his way towards the final empire of Earth, which was still thriving under the rule of a vampire king in Pennsylvania, memories of the ancient attacks carried out by the Crimson Killer flooded his mind. In the annals of history, the reign of terror brought about by this vampire was unmatched. None could thwart the relentless advance of the infamous red preacher of time.
As the gates of Pennsylvania swung open, the Crimson Killer felt the weight of countless sins and bloodthirsty impulses driving him forward. With a ferocity unmatched by any other, he barreled through the streets, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake. Anyone unfortunate enough to cross his path met a swift and brutal end at his hands.
The once peaceful kingdom now trembled under the shadow of the Crimson Killer, a force to be reckoned with and a harbinger of doom for all who stood in his way.
Without feeling an ounce of remorse, the Crimson Killer stood stoically in the heart of the country as he triggered an explosion of unimaginable magnitude. The sheer force of the blast mercilessly snuffed out the lives of all those unfortunate enough to be within its reach. With a chilling determination, he continued his path of destruction, unleashing chaos and devastation that reverberated across the entire planet. The catastrophic consequences of his actions seemed to spell out a grim fate for all life on Earth, hinting at the possibility of a complete and utter extinction event.
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"The Red Hunter, now looking oblivious at the Sky"
"Was now satisfied as his mission was completed"
"Years on existence being used for nothing"
"Now being useful to travel through worlds with his complex calamity"
"And most importantly, someone to share his thoughts..."
Category:Tales