Interacting with: none
Health: 1875
Mana: 550
The pain, so sweet. Its softness while still remaining lethality much be art. Its bitterness is causing pain and fear of the victim should be the topic for neurologists. In real life, the human will fear as getting bitten meaning the chance of them dying is now presented. And even now, Paralyze see no reason for others not to fear. The uncertainty is so large it could not simply shake your head to escape. And even in this unrealistic world, Paralyze could feel his brain signaling him to run. But where should he run? the demon inside him shouts. Where should he run when his life is meant to be dead? The sword of Damocles is going to kill him after all, so why should he stop doing what he wants? No laws prevent man to seek his happiness, isn't it?
So instead, Paralyze begin to smile as he looks down the thing that is biting his hand. Its white teeth pierce his arm, soaking its teeth with his digital blood. The pain remained constant as the thing tried killing the 1 meter and 86 cm tall with all the force its can mustered. Paralyze could see his health point begin to decrease as the wolf move its huge jaw, trying to damage him more. But the man seems to have no fear in him. Instead, he grinned at the thing futile attempt. The mace in his right hand can no longer be seen as he placed his hand the beast soft belly. And with one hand, he rips it out from his arm. The kite shield disappears into nothingness as he landed punch after punch on the beast soft belly. First punch went straight to the abdomen. The second strike is an uppercut on the already defenseless being. Then, his left hand grab the wolf right forearm and swing it like a toy. The delicate small body twitch as its spines went into contact with the hard rock beneath them. And the maniac smiled only widen as he felt the pain that the thing is enduring. The gloomy eyes are now shining with dark desires. Muscles stiffen as well as others some body parts that are restricted to say by the game developers as Paralyze's ears heard thumping sound. The thing twitched under his constant swing only drive his desire to call for more pain to enhance. And the strike becomes stronger and faster, enough to create a small hole beneath the madness feet.
“Yes.” The demon shout. “It feels good.” It moaned in its cell. The thick chains with its dark and cool steel wrapped the thing in a huge ball. In the center is a small demon with two horns on its forehead, one hole in the middle of the face, and bodies fill with unnecessary body parts. Horses hooves, wolf claws, birds wings, and fish fins are everywhere on its body. A smell of something rotten begins to flow as the ball of chains soften itself and revealing small holes. “DO MORE!!”. “Unleash your pain." “Let others understand the pain you suffer.” “Gain before you lose all.” “Destroy them all.” “Make Death a tool of your.”
And the man is nothing more than a puppet to its master. Its throw and smash of the body of the already wolf, searching for something. But is there anything to be sought? It asks its master. No, its master said, but you are my servant aren't you? The wooden puppet nodded, trying to find something. Something had long lost. Words, it is looking for. But what is it? the puppet wondered to itself as it smashes the wolf into the ground beneath it. Rage begins filling its heart as it becomes more confusing. Words, it is needed. Words, it is looking for. But what words?
Paralyze’s body shivered, not because of the cold nor fear of his action but because of his anger. There is too much anger that he needs to release. And the wolf that he just kills had disappeared into a stream of light. The hill wolf had served its purpose, to be a toy to play with before forever broken. But, his rage still goes on. And he plans to do so much more to find peace with his soul. Equipped back his kite shield and mace, Paralyze carefully approached the third wolf before rushing in and smash it. The sensation of flesh turning into mush transfer from his mace and being recorded by his arm muscles are too good to be true. The excitement rush in as Paralyze throws more and more strike with his mace. The cracking spine sound. The feeling of his mace hit a target. The imagination of crushing the wolf's skull with his mind is too good to be real. So he beat in with each strike stronger than the last until a stream of light it becomes. And in his mind, the demon murmurs with it devious sound,Smash and make it feel sorry for ever exist in this world.
+Smash the second wolf.
+ Walk over the third wolf.
+ Smash the third wolf.