I wake up from my dream still in the old broken house with painful memories lingering in the air. Then it hits me, It’s over. I don’t even register the pain anymore. Not the pain from attacks, not the pain from the hurtful words, not even the pain of loneliness. What’s the point of living anymore? Why am I even alive still? I stand up and reach for my katana, it falls and hits the floor, then I remember the curse placed upon me long ago.

Cause I can’t die.

I laugh to myself and sit back down on the broken couch. Dust flies up and floats around the room, slowly but surely sinking to the floor like flower petals riding a breeze. I look
around the broken house seeing what old memories I can scrounge up. The TV, the training room, the broken picture frame, my old bloodstained boots. I pull them towards me and put them on my feet. I get up and grab my katana then stagger towards the door upon arrival I push it open and the sun blinds me. I head towards the liquor store, on my way I give what little change I have to the bums and beggars. I go in and grab a bottle of vodka then head to the park.

Cheers

As I sit down on a vacant bench I take a sip, cringe, and then I take gulps. I slumped low and took a big gulp still trying to drown the memories. A hobo staggers over to me with his hand out I start digging in my pockets for whatever money I had left but he just shakes his head and points to my bottle I chuckle and go to hand him the bottle when out of nowhere a giant icicle impaled him through the chest. I turn around and see what looks like a giant moth floating in the sky. It was a female. She had her arms outstretched and had a staff in one hand while letting out a hideous laughter. I dropped my bottle and go to pick up my katana but she teleported next to me and grabbed it before I could. I reach for her but she teleports away before I could do anything.

“Let me revive you?” she spoke out in a terrible voice while rubbing my katana

She teleported behind me and stabbed me right through the heart with my own sword before i could even form words. She started mumbling in a different language and I could feel the darkness rising up inside me, yearning to be free. I was so sick of fighting the darkness deep down inside me so I let it loose. I let the darkness inside my heart free. My skin turned black and I grew a tail and claws. When I was finished with my metamorphosis I let out a savage roar, shaking the soul of all who heard it. I could feel it inside myself. This is me, this is what I am. It felt great to be free, I turned around and looked at the women, instead of attacking her I thanked her. She gave my meaningless life purpose again.

“Serve me, and we shall rule the humans who abandoned, hated, and shunned you” her voice was pleasant this time

I knelt in front of her as a sign of my respect.

“From this moment on, you are Keron, cast aside your old name and your past. Lets go home my dear” she put her hand on my shoulder

Then we teleported to what was supposedly her lair. It was a dark cave and it was eerily quiet and ominous inside. She had a grand bed in the center and what looked to be corpses around it. I turned around to see a dusty old couch.I smiled and laid down on it suddenly falling asleep. I felt as if I finally found a home.

I woke up a few days later to the sound of her voice calling me.

“Keron, lets go. I have located your brother. We shall free him too” she grabbed my hand and we teleported to what looked like a bums town

“Keron, kill everyone here for me” she commanded me

Although she was telling me what to do I didn’t feel as if she would harm me if I didn’t listen to her. This increased my loyalty to her.

“As you wish”

I grabbed one by the neck and shoved my arm through his chest then threw him aside like yesterday’s paper. I flick my wrist to the side to remove the vermin’s filthy blood from my hand. I teleported over to the next one who was cowering in his boots and with one swift motion slit his throat with my claws. I loomed over him and watched the life leave his body in the form of crimson liquid seeping from the gash in his neck. I laughed as one came at me with a knife in his hands. I teleported behind him and wrapped my tail around his throat and choked the life from him as I proceeded to kill off the rest of the vermin. Swiftly and gracefully but ensuring they all suffered slow painful deaths. I shoved my claw through one's neck and started laughing as his blood speckled my face.

The one I was asphyxiating with my tail was still kicking so I tightened my grip suddenly and snapped his neck, his body went limp and I tossed him towards a pile of trash.

“A fitting place to die, scum” I laughed

The rest of the pests were cornered and had no where left to run or hide. So I decided to end it with one grand finale. I charge up all my hatred and negative emotion into one big ball of energy.

“Die, Die, Die, Die, Die, Die, Die, Die” I mumble under my breath as the beam charges

When it reaches its max i let it loose with a great yell

“Die, you fucking scum bags!”

The beam eradicated everything in its path, annihilating the pests and their filthy home. I laughed and walked back over to my lady. Kneeling down in front of her i grabbed her hand

“Well?” after a moment of silence i looked up to see her with a giant smile on her face

“Fantastic, my dear”

We both started laughing and then teleported away.

You had my hopes raised for a wrong reason. Now for a little discussion.

First off, the dark energy beam. I think you think that most of us think that wRHG's are hardened non-human killing machines. However, not everyone is like that. I mean, would the beam be ineffective against completely-mundane humans because they're registered as wRHG?

Another nitpick is that the knife could be mentioned in the abilities. I said could, it's merely a suggestion.