Dead. Shot point-blank in the head. Piles and piles of humans. Martyrs of war. Piled on top of each other like leaves, wasting away. Is this the outcome of intelligence? No matter how far humans separate themselves from the animals they descended from, they are no better then them, and are crueler in most aspects. Or maybe simply more deadly? Savoring the blood of their enemies. Stabbing their chest open and chewing on their liver, and spitting on their mutated corpse. The organized nations are no better. They hoist their leader above them with their flag raised over their heads as they pick sides in a war with no winners. Death of their own kin? Outrageous! Death of the other side. Patriotic and a symbol of a foothold in the war. No matter how young the victims, they still find the crosshairs of the media aimed at their direction with no choice in the matter. I do not know which type of nation is better… unmatched brutality against the right people between scattered tribes, or the wrath of a nation propagating and swallowing propaganda like bile as they convince themselves that the other side deserves to die, no matter whom is found on the other side of the line. Martyrs of war rot in the battle field. Their faces plastered on posters that victimize their nation and wage unmatched anger on the other side, knowing that they too, commit those crimes. Or simply just perpetual war between two familles, with the only blood spilled is those of grown male tribal leaders or caravans. Deep inside the martyrs of war, an unmatched rage is sparked inside of them. A grave injustice has been done to them. Robbed of life. Unrecognizable corpses. Their bodies sizzle with their blood now circulating faster then ever. Now they are bursting with blood, swapping it between them. They are born from suffering, and live by having it perpetually continued in them while having a common goal between them: abolish war. How to do that? Abolish the human race. Their motives are scattered, their motives contradictory and unsettling. How do you abolish war without war? Rage blocks these thoughts and fills them with only one purpose: to exact justice to every nation whom blood they carried. War is a means to an end that is justified with the intent of ending all future conflict. Their bodies transmogrified, faced merging, ribcages interlocking and compacting. It has stars as eyes and horns pulled back on both sides of its head. Raw meat of limb that mimic ones of a centipede with structures of meat propped on the back of its head mimicked wings, although flightless. They became a demon with intentions of a philosopher, the plan of a madman, and the biology like no other. It then finally developed self-awareness, peered into its own soul, its conjoined consciousness interlocking neurons as it shot electric signals between themselves in unison as it had created a name for itself. Ḿ̷̡̧̛o̷̯͗͌r̴̜̈́͋s̸̬̗̒ ̷̲̲̋H̴͚͌o̵̟̚m̴̡̹͂̾ȉ̷͖n̸̺͕͝i̷͍͇̋. Death to the warmongers. (Thoughts? Type them down below)
originally called “random demon thing” and I didn’t have any plans for it until @EnderSlayZ-105 gave me the idea to add lore, and type the long paragraph you see in the disc lol (Mors Homini means “death to man” in Latin btw)
