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I felt the power and rage course through me with a fast fury, the walls of my cell, though dank and dark with a musky smell seemed to hum as the power flowed from the depths of hell. My head turned towards the bars, rusted and coarse with age, my newly acquired power wrapped around the bars bending them back, it felt good. I climbed through the new opening to be faced with at least 3-( ugly fuckers) - guards with axes also rusted with how long they had been waiting for me to die. The guards snapped towards me in a motion less than human, they were in front of me before I could blink, their hands wrapped around my neck, I could feel my throat being crushed, my spine along with it but there was *no* pain, it was like a rush of euphoria. A few more seconds and my neck would snap which was not a good idea as I could not purge if I was dead. I grab the guards neck and ripped up, surprisingly I ripped his head off quite easily, his spine came up with it, all the tendons and nerves visible, which intrigued me but I would have to come back for this body later as I had more pressing matters of staying alive. His had fell away from my neck as he keeled over and landed on the floor with a thump, leaking blood and spinal fluid all over the floor. I turned quickly to the guard next to me and used the spine to twist his head off by doing a whip like motion and impaling the sides of his neck with the vertebral edges. The guard fell not long after but by then I had used one of the bars to my cell to impale another through the ribs and chest, pinning him to the wall in the progress. As I worked through the castle blood followed, trailing like a veil through the halls, the darkness seemed to bend to my will and soon I was at the kings thrown. His majesty looked down upon me, his face was the description of scared shitless, his muscles were tense and his face pale, with sweat beading down it. He did not scream as i plunged my fist through his ribs and pulled out his heart.
How could he as his life ended there and then.
I kicked his body away and sat on his thrown.
Now *my* thrown.