Demonic Hero

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For a while I watched the departing bus filled with children from the orphanage. And of course with Anna, the very view gives me a strange feeling .A mixture of sadness and relief.mhmm I turned and started, and on the way I devoted myself to thoughts.

I would be more calm if I had something to inform me about possible dangers Anna and children would be threatened with. I will have to work on it a little bit, because for now I can only trace it. This is relatively little, however, always something. My powers are too simple, not in use or application. Only in the way they are used, say. Power, by itself, will do nothing without my knowledge. mhmmm. Let's say my powers is like a telephone. It may not be a good comparison, but it only occurred to me. Every power I use, no matter if it's a mix of two energies or just one. They are like applications, when I user them, I use them. They do not activate themselves.. However, I do not have any applications (power) running in the background. In addition to enhanced speed and strength.

If I would like to have something that would allow me Get notified that a person is in danger. I would have to download such an application, or rather create such a skill that would be able to do it. So let's add it to my list of things to do.

But now let's speed up a little, I have a lot to do.

I focused on black and white energy and turned into Super Saiyan. Hehe. Joke. I have no idea for it yet, but now I have time to deal with it. I strengthened all aspects of my physical body and in less than a few seconds I reached my hideout.

And the first thing I did was not what you thought. Theoretically, I should sit down and learn from borrowed books. However, instead of the first thing I did, I threw myself flat on the couch and rested for an hour.

Well, not every hero must be keen to work,and I'm not a nerd either. But without nerves, I'll get to work for a while and start learning.But first, nap....

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Six hours later...

(MC slowly stands up and stretches)

-Aaaaa..... Okay, now I can get to work. (Turns his head towards the window.) Oh f.u.c.k.i.n.g tonight. Well, today I will go for a "walk" and tomorrow I will take care of books. [Author: If you have any doubts why MC is going to learn from books at all. To better understand and control his powers. Because without it , the result he receives is too strong or too weak.]

I spread my wings and flew out on patrol. During this time I managed to kill some criminals and give "lessons" to some. Nothing noteworthy daily routine. After returning, I hid my wings and horns, and went to sleep. Because by the end of this week four days remained. And to attack Poison Ive about ten is still not enough, because as far as I know Ive does not live near the construction site, so her current location is unknown to me.

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I got up early in the morning and went to a nearby clothes shop. there wasn't much in my wallet. So all I bought was two T-shirts and a leather jacket. Which dealt a serious blow to my wallet. Because I have less than a hundred dollars left. And I still have to buy food.

So it's time to start the plan "to rob thieves is not a sin." Which consists in locating the criminal or the entire gang and punishing them. (I kill, give lessons and take money). Of course, I will give half of it to charity, collect donations at a nearby church, so will be as he found. Only now I will do it very quickly, I do not want something to distract me now.

When the plan is known, I set off towards the Avenue of Crime. My favorite place where there are most sinners. Compared to this avenue, the rest of Gotham looks like a movie about a utopian future without crime. And I think it's time to visit her.

Then I flew towards her and it only took me a few minutes to get there.

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One hour later...

I circled the entire district in search of something interesting. In the meantime, there were several interventions. F.u.c.k have. Were it not for the fact that somehow, innocent people live here. Although you have to be pretty f.u.c.k.e.d up to live there of your own free will. I would raze the entire district and all its inhabitants.

"Wait, wait ... With the ground. Hhehe I have an idea. "- I thought.

I already know why I didn't find anything interesting except for the thugs lurking everywhere. And this is because "more important" things are hidden. For example, underground, although I did not see any policemen here.

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After a while, my attention was caught by a group of suspicious looking types. Who were now leaning on one of the side walls of the building overlooking the streets. It would not be surprising if it wasn't for the fact that they smelled of murders per kilometer. Typical thugs, mindless minions, but these are usually left as guard dogs. I activated the "invisibility mode" and flew closer.

(Criminal 1) - I f.u.c.k.i.n.g hate standing on this f.u.c.k.i.n.g guard.

(Criminal 2) - Quieter moron, I don't want anyone to know what we're doing here.

(Criminal 1) -What the f.u.c.k are you scared of? This is Avenue of Crime and not the f.u.c.k.i.n.g center of the city. No one with common sense will come to us and threaten the interests of the boss.

(Criminal 3) - Be quiet, we have to be ready. Another weight will come for the goods.

(Criminal 1) -What's the next big order.

(Criminal 3) - Yes, our new "Product" is a hit. It goes off like fresh buns. Mr. Falcone will be pleased.

(Criminal 1) - So another busy day. Wait, they are coming.

And to the place where the group of criminals was. A truck arrived, looking like a garbage truck. But in this case it is not the trash that will transport it.

When the truck pulled up, in the wall of the building where the bandits stood. A hidden gate began to open, through which a truck rode. Of course, I took the opportunity to slip inside and watch the situations.

Two people got off the weights, both armed with light assault rifles. They approach people who were waiting for them at one of the old production machines. The whole building once had to serve as a factory or something similar because you can see old production lines everywhere. The production of this "commodity" must take place in a hidden workshop, so I will check it just in case. I activated the ability to detect people through walls. Using it reminds me of a thermal imager so much instead of the heat of people shows if they are wearing innocent blood then I see them as red characters, and as innocent they are bright blue. Useful thing. Thanks to this I realized that the entire plant is located underground or rather under the building, these people are red. Which means I can confidently f.u.c.k this building and bury them alive.

But first we will see what they will pay for the "goods" because if they defend it, nothing but the purification of the Avenue of Crime can achieve anything today.

(Commanding the Drug Production Center (CDPC in short)) - Hello, according to the agreement, half a ton of the "Reaper". (Then with a gesture of the hand gives a signal and a group of eight arrives at the production site with trash cans filled with drugs. One of the customers comes over and opens one from the wheels and checking. In the meantime they exchange opinions on their transactions. But apart from the fact that such deliveries are every month. And each time the gang commanded by Carmine Falcone (those who sell) earns contracts about half a million in It was no different this time. One of the two customers went to the truck for cash, and at that time the CDPC employees load the goods to the trucks. It must be not the first time since they are not even waiting for cash.

After a moment, one of the customers approaches the rest with a suitcase filled with cash. And I'm preparing to attack at the time. There are eleven people here besides me. And the three waiting outside. And several dozen people under the building. Simple action after the last abuse of energy mix and regeneration after that. I feel even stronger, my body becomes more tame with power. I don't want to bother here, so I will arrange it quickly and I return to the hideout to take care of the basis of fabric construction. Maybe I will repeat my chemistry because I wasn't very good at it.

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POV the third person

At a green garbage truck loaded to the brim. In front of the mask are two customers handing a suitcase with money to their contractor. Or rather one of his main people.And behind them stands a group of eight armed men.

Suddenly a winged, horned figure appears centrally above three people. Which lands between them at this moment. And then directing his hands towards them, while throwing away the suitcase with money aside, He burned the three person in a few seconds..

When a group of armed people realize what happened to their boss, it is too late. The MC, rushing like a beast, leaps at them and begins to hit everyone in turn with blows. The blows are so strong that one blow is enough to decapitate one of them.

When they start firing, only half of them remain alive.

However, despite the shelling, Krius continues to kills them after turn. The missiles don't impress him and after a while he remained alone.

They came inside, three guards, but at the entrance they were treated with a stream of fire. Krius did not make speeches but completed the task. He took the suitcase with the money and left.

Then he went to the roof of a nearby building, because it was there that he left the clothes he had bought earlier. And he put the suitcase next to them, then flew into the air, centrally above the drug factory.

When he was at the right height, he looked around for optional innocent victims he would like to avoid. But he found no one but factory workers who deserved no mercy.

In the hands of MC began to acc.u.mulate Red light, energy or something similar. This energy began to form into huge ball, which grew with every moment. When she was about the size of a small car, he directed her towards the building, destroying it more thoroughly. In less than a few minutes a square crater remained in the city's factory, and no trace was left of the factory or people.

Krius only after this, looked at the crater for a moment and after a short reflection, amused said:

(Krius) - Once I was playing Minecraft, I now use this knowledge in real life. Hehehe ... he laughed at the sight of the perfectly cut square crater.

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POV MC

And I did it. Hehehe. On the other hand, it's probably a bit strange that I can make fun of something like that. Well, it's hard time to come back I have what I need.

I returned to the roof, where I left my belongings and suitcase. But after him I took her and looked for her transmitter. I watched a lot of movies, so I better check. And so I found a few transmitter that I destroyed. Then I took my things and headed for the hideout.

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Few minutes later

After reaching the hideout, I changed into new clothes and started counting the cash. There were exactly five hundred thousand dollars. And I think I know how to invest them. But it's tomorrow, now it's time to rest. [Author: What do you think? What will MC spend this money on?]