The first thing he saw was people in black, their eyes evil. But the Fiend felt a surge of anger.
"How is he?"
"A lot, He needs a lot of improvement."
"How long?"
"I don't know."
There was only one sentence.
Only he was sent by the black armored soldiers to another laboratory, but he looked like a public figure because there were so many children.
BUT AT ALL ARE HATING HIM.
Alone in the dark.
Alone in a corner.
But this young fiend couldn't be sad or disappointed.
He was angry over and over again.
Until one day...
More bombs rained down like rain.
Cursing the lower life forms to death, the young demon and many children ran madly.
They were afraid to swallow his heart, so they ran forward.
Falling into a trap.
A scream resounded like thunder.
Showing his stance, informing the evil organization.
ENFH (ENDLESS NIGHTMARE FIEND HERO) came to his aid, but the enemy threw rocks at him.
Pain and questions arose.
"Why?"
"Why?"
"Why?"
And
"Why?"
There was only one thing on his mind, but it gave rise to countless questions.
But he couldn't feel sadness.
But he couldn't feel shocked.
But there was only...WRATH.
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On the claws, the same claws that had killed that man.
Caesar saw with pain in the past, but now he had to possess the corpse of the man he had stolen. That body seemed to fit him. It was the body of a man who had been stolen from the devil before.
FIN.