Alan turns to stare back at the inhabitants of the city, as he wonders what to do next.

Kill them all? Kill the heinous criminals who capture monsters and kidnap humans, train and breed them to sell as slaves? What must he do to the slaves? What must he do?

As he regains his clarity, finding himself in the middle of the demonic humans, each one carefully looking at him, ready to either pounce or dart away at the slightest moment... Alan wakes up.

'...'

He searches deep within himself, in order to invoke [Dominatus] once more, but the skill has already gone to sleep. It has dealt with the minor annoyance and considers the job done. Alan knows more than that, somehow.

So, he wonders... What must he do now? Because every part of him wants to do something. The three prime species think of it as below their notice, and pay it no further mind. The Demon wants him to show his power to them, to make them realize the gap in power between him and the useless lot. The Celestial wants to enact judgement.

As he ponders, something jumps at him from the crowd. Some tried to stop him, other cheered him on, as a brute of steel and rock appears before him. A half-monster, that rushes towards him and punches. Alan doesn't stop it.

He doesn't even feel the punches.

They strike against him, doing nothing but damage to the aggressor instead. He watches the half-monster within himself and takes a deep breath.

'Fine.'

He says to himself, as he effortlessly grabs the fists of the Half-Monster, he crushes them, and the half-monster falls to his knees. Alan's eyes begin to glow, as he analyzes the half-monster in front of him. A scum who devoured magic stones for more power, becoming the very monster they came from.

"Hugh Goida, also known as the Criminal, Robo. A former awakened who plateaued at B-rank, but he wanted more. Guilty for stealing magic crystals and consuming them, sometimes even killing his comrades to procure more. In the end, you began to lose control, and your favourite hobby was to slowly watch your victims die as you crush their skulls in front of their helpless family, their children.

Wanted for the death of 142 civilians, and 61 awakened beings."

Alan smirks to himself, as Dragon Eyes revealed the nature of the half-monster in front of him. He sighs in defeat, as he decides.

'Fine, I'll do as 'mother' says.'

He is no fool, he knows he must find a compromise, he must satisfy the forces within him in some ways or another. [Dominatus] will not always help him, not yet, at the very least. Until he gains true control of himself, of his Unique Skill, he must do something.

So, he listens, but does not obey the Celestial and the Demon. He enacts judgement and shows the difference in power between him and the half-monster, between him and the criminal.

He lets go of the arms, they fall to the ground, a second later, the half-monster screams something Alan does not care to listen to. The arms rise up, broken as the fists are, they still crash into him. But the result is the same. Alan feels nothing.

He leans forward, and his hands reach out to grab the sides of his head. The head of Robo, the half-monster, is big. But not big enough to impede Alan greatly. He exerts force on either side, as he laughs.

"You liked to do this to everybody, didn't you?"

The Half-monster screams in pain, as everybody watches on with terror. Alan continues.

"Your the strongest one here, aren't you? In terms of raw, physical might. Never met someone stronger than you? Someone that could take your punches, and deal back much worse?

Someone to whom your nothing? Where your skin of rock and gravel fails to protect the flesh beneath, but merely becomes a prison for it?"

The stone cracks, and soon, it will be his skull. Alan increases the force as the Half-Monster keeps punching, however, at some point. He stops. His hands, mangled as they are, go towards his face. He tries to pull Alan's hands away. He fails miserably.

Something exits his mouth, words... maybe pleas? Alan does not understand them, he chooses not to. It's beneath him to listen to the words of this inferior being.

But he does hear one thing, he hears the moment the resistance vanishes. A pop, as his hands clasp together, and the half-monster falls. There is not a sense of joy on his face, neither of duty, of responsibility... There is only indifference.

His gaze then lands on the Demonic Humans all around him, everyone has their weapons. Everyone has the desire to survive. They will not.

"KILL HIM!"

"TOGETHER, ATTACK HIM FROM ALL SIDES."

"RIP THE BASTARD APART."

They yell, they rush at him. Hundreds of spells unleash at once, a cacophony of lights engulf him. Alan does nothing as they all continue. He lets it all happen.

He raises his hand, as the spells continue to bombard him as he casts a simple shadow veil, covering the carrier up above. He does not want them to see what he is about to do.

Mana surges forth, as his aura retreats back to his dantian. However, his God Beast side is satisfied, his voidspawn side is relieved, and his dragon side is overjoyed. The Demon smiles with glee, as the Celestial is granted the Judgement it craves.

But most of all, Alan himself wants it. [Dominatus] wants it, to deal with this lot as the annoyance they are. They are not granted trial, they are not dealt torture, they are simple dealt with, as all annoyances are. Four run away, all demons. Alan lets them run.

Dragon tongue awakens deep in his body, and flows up. His magic surges like, and for the first time... Alan invokes [Dominatus] by force. The skill, begrudgingly listens to him, and Alan opens his mouth, as his Unique Skill is activated.

Kill yourselves.

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