What am I? A monster? A demon? What...? I need answers. I go back to the tree stump. I look at it. It doesn't speak anymore. I see no bodies this time. Why am I so drawn to this tree stump? It smells ancient and old. It smells like blood and fire. I circle it. The smell is like a drug to me.

I keep flashing back to that day. The day I became a kill sword. The day I survived something impossible. A bomb was placed in our courters by some maniac. It exploded. I was one of the only people who was only a few inches away from the explosion.  Now I realize I'm different. Something saved me. I don't know who or what, but something had to save me.

I sit down on the stump and burry my face in my hands. I feel like something is burning underneath me. I look down and I see the tree stump rings glow. I jump and get off of it. I then hear footsteps. I smell bones. I smell dear flesh. I turn and I see two bigger figures each with a dear skull and horn. They had little clothing. They walk forward.

I grab my sword. They do not attack. They do not even threaten me. Instead, they bow. They come to their knees and bow to me.

"Master..." They both said.