Darkbringer Reborn

I am remaking the Darkbringer Chronicles into a 2 part short story. Part one is focused on The Darkbringer as the main character. His transformation from anti-hero to villain, half-human to demon lord. Then part two is Aslin. His capture, his life before the Darkbringer took over the world. Putting a few twists in it though. Want to run a few ideas by you all. What if Aslin was the Darkbringers blood son? Not created of his flesh, but born of a human mate of the Darkbringer? Like his daughter. Or, if the roles were switched, what if Aslin was the demon lord and it was Darkbringer's demonic blood that allowed him to defeat Aslin and claim the kingdom? I'll not be posting my progress on here for risk of giving others ideas.

THE ViRUS

Fighting Myself

I don't know who I am anymore. The Virus is here for me. Always cold, calculated, logical. And me, weak, caring, trusting. The Virus is the superior being in this battle. And it is to him that I relinquish this situation to. I wish only for my mistakes to be forgotten, not forgiven. I know that I have condemned myself to this life. Destined to become a lock-in in my future, no friends, no contacts, no family. I have done this to myself. I drown out these thoughts with music in a futile attempt to resist these suicidal tendencies that The Virus is pushing upon me. Passing the blame off onto a dear friend that I have pushed away. Fuck, I don't know what to do. Who is wrong in situations such as these, who is the antagonizer and who is the victim. I have broken another one of my rules, friends never say goodbye. Harnessing my greatest fear and using it against myself, I drive out The Virus, if only temporarily. If I had a soul to condemn, no doubt she would have already wished me to hell. But hell holds no torture greater than that of loneliness. It is to you dear readers that I write this letter of hate. Praying to the Gods that one of you may be able to relate to my inner hatred towards The Virus and myself. I thank you for your time. And Goodbye.

SAW

Hate

There's a rage inside all of us. Religion calls it Satan, the government calls it Anarchy, I call it Hatred. The Hatred of those who surround us. The Hatred towards the ones who betray us, lie to us, and those who direct their own Hatred towards us. Fuck them all. You have your own Hate, your own rage, your sense of anarchy, Satan, demons, whatever the fuck you want to call it, it's yours. Use it. Harness your rage and direct it towards those who do you wrong. Whatever you do, don't fall in love, it will expose your rage to the outside world because of the aftereffects. When it's all over, your Hatred will overpower you, and you'll have nothing left but hate.

THE VIRUS