GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?

1023  Power Is Good.

There is a red halo on his head in between his horns. It is nestled nicely between his two long and black horns. That is not where the weirdness about him ends. He also has other features that are similar to those of Warrogs. He doesn't have a snort anymore. But he has long and white bushy hair on his head, the 9 fluffy tails attached to his behind, and his black hooven feet. One of his tails is red while the others are white like his skin.

His complexion is completely white. Some might call it unnaturally pale since it is as white as ice. But it is undeniable that it gives him an otherworldly grace and beauty. It makes him as beautiful as any elf or vampire. His face is smooth with lips that cover his teeth. It is only when he grins like he is doing right now, that his black fang-like teeth are noticeable. He doesn't even have claws on his hands anymore. They have shrunk into tiny black fingernails. He looks incredibly handsome. The only blemish on him is the deep red scar on his chest. It seems to have been created recently because it is red and fresh. It is also glowing with a deep red light and it is pulsating as if there is something beating underneath it. The scar is like a red crystalline patch on his body. It is translucent so one can see into his body through the scar. It forms a sharp contrast against his white smooth skin. Apart from that and maybe the red halo on his head, he is the most handsome Warrog-Vampire Hybrid ever.

He flexed his hand and tightened it into a fist. His black fingernails dug into his smooth alabaster skin. The grin on his face is unnaturally wide. It is almost splitting his face in half. His sharp black teeth make him look like a humanoid shark. It is because all of his teeth are sharp canines.

"Power is good." He muttered to himself, "It is very good."

He is in a good mood. The gold pupil surrounded by the red ring seemed to shine brighter with his mood. His good mood wasn't spoiled when the thralls of the Emperiti Primogenitor began to enter the cavern. They rushed in like a tide and filled up both the air and ground of the cavern. They surrounded him. Then they started to speak. "What have you done?" They asked him in one voice. "Why do you look like a monarch?"

Thousands of vampires are currently surrounding him. They all look alike like siblings. They bear the same face and they spoke to him as one entity. It is disturbing and grating to hear. But he doesn't care anymore. He is in a good mood.

He said to her, "Go away. I can't eat you. You are of no use to me."

The disregard irked her. But she didn't move to attack him. The thralls spoke again. "You are not of the dominion of Carnage anymore. Your protection as enforced by the blood writ doesn't apply anymore. So I can attack you now."

"Is that so?" He asked idly.

She meant what she said as a threat but it sounds like good news to him. The fact that the blood writ that he sighed can't protect him anymore from her means that he has been removed completely from the jurisdiction and authority of the demon god. She said to him, "I won't kill you now if you accept communion with the Supreme of Carnage."

His two eyes continued to look around while his third red eye looked upward. He can see the blood-red moon from down beneath layers of earth and stone. The blood moon is still the eye of the demon god that he began to see when he became a half-vampire. But he is immune to the influence of the demon god now. He doesn't hear any ravings from the moon or have any strange voice in his head. There is no way he will willingly form a connection with the demon god that she asked for. She is barking up the wrong tree.

He ignored her and turned his eyes to more pleasant sights. His red third eye can see all living and undead entities around him and beyond. They are after all his prey now. It is just right that he can find them better. The only one that he doesn't want to bother with is the Emperiti Primogenitor. The Emperiti Primogenitor is scattered about throughout the plane. He will have to kill and devour two-thirds of her existence for him to steal her heart of Carnage. Unfortunately, that is too much of a hassle. So he won't bother.

All the soldiers here in the devil's pit comprise about 20% of her existence. All the millions of thralls that he saw are part of that 20%. She is also constantly expanding herself. She is the main tool used by the demon god to infiltrate the living things in the plane and acquire enough spiritual influence to fight the Will of the plane. Killing her will surely set back the demon god by tens of thousands of years. But it is too difficult to do. He can't eat her and he doesn't care about the struggle between the plane and the demon god. So he will turn to something else that he can eat. His red eyes looked around searching. He found something strange and dangerous deep within the earth.

"So that's where they are. I wondered where they had been. Emperiti told me that they were all dead. She lied to me." He muttered.

What he saw made him surprised and also a little wary. It is an area of sealed darkness deep within the earth. He didn't notice it before until he got his new eyes. But even so, the discovery didn't elate him. He decided to avoid it for now. He continued his search for a better target. He was hoping to see the fountain of life but he can't see anything that stands out. So he found the closest primogenitor to him.