Chapter 90 - The First Real Human Pokemon Experiments, and The Royal Guard

Walking through what I learned was town ruins of some sort. I head towards the feeling I'm getting which is seemingly coming from a castle? Was this some sort of ancient castle town from a long time ago? This is really Interesting I can't help but grin at the knowledge I'll obtain. Thinking such things as I walk I'm occasionally pointing a compact shotgun at corpses. Blowing off the heads as I walk since they don't care if I'm death.

Their wails and mȯȧns are all filled with hate or the dėsɨrė to die finally. So I'm just obliging them with killing them all as they come. Just by the time I reached the what I ȧssume is a castle town plaza. The undead puppets are crowding everywhere even the sky is crowded sheesh. These children are eager to die aren't they? Then guess I'll be working over time here oh well! Pulling a scythe from my back thats got a blade on both ends I disconnect them from each other.

Giving me two six meter long scythes in both of my hands. Which upon seeing me so casually get ready to fight without any urgency. This caused the undead people and pokemon to all roar in complete madness. Hearing over what must be six hundred undead roar like that is refreshing. It reminds me of the time I led over half a dolar system of undead. So with a very pleased smile I start my rampage in cutting up the undead. Almost as if I'm their natural predator I mow them down, my eye's glowing a crimson emerald color. As I cackle and taunt them to come at me or wait to be mowed down like soldiers rushing Normandy Beach.

My mad mowing rampage continued on till eventually I was drenched in gore. Blood everywhere soaking decaying buildings and the destroyed streets. As all around me are bodies diced, chopped, multilated, and so much more. My scythes however have grown considerably sharper and have started emitting death. So this is a good sign at least as I gained a small amount of deaths influence back. Just I wonder whats gonna happen now as the castle still gives off that feeling. Tilting my head and only thinking about it for a few minutes I continue on. As my appearance is once again returned to how I looked before the gore.

Such a useful skill I forgot I had it as I'm always clean! Quite literally I'm always so clean that I never change my clothes or anything. Sure I wouldn't mind be dirty but i just bathed in gore so I'm good. Lost in my own thoughs again I bump into a rusted gate to the castle. Which immediately falls apart with a loud thud which i just enter still. As I entered the castle grounds looking at castle closely I question the artist. Designer as it some screwy Western, Eastern, and Japanese looking fuċkėd up mash up.

Thinking how ugly this castle looks I bȧrėly notice the group of ten that arrive. Just I immediately notice their not fully human but probably used to be human. As there is fancy dressed girl, a paladin looking old man, a knight female, and the rest are likely knight samurai? Those each and everyone of them has human features with two pokemon mixed together. Making up their current appearances so either this place was shit or got fuċkėd up or both! But I could only stand there for so long before I saw their faces turn to worried ones.

Next thing I knew I was falling and being caught by the female knight. Who left a thunder trail as she ran and caught me a few inches from the ground. Thinking about it death mainly deals with regrets, anger, sorrow, and mych more. Which I was only surrounded by a lot of sortow and anger. In my weakened state basically that once I took it in from killing everything. It must of messed with me or something as I think there's multiple gashes to my ribs. Open on my ċhėst under my armor suddenly that I'm bleeding out profusely.

Ah this is what blood loss feels like huh? Well I'm going to sleep for now. Good night everyone.......