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The story that we all know, the story of William was not as it all seemed. Our world, everything, was broken apart and put back together.

In our world, nothing is governed by logic. For nothing will ever make sense.

Why did this happen?

Why did that happen?

There are only questions and no answers.

There was only one truth, my brother will always suffer...

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The vampires as a species, have only been around for just over a year.

Like every other race, they\'ve been transported to the apocalypse with no warning, at a seemingly arbitrary time.

Vampire society is simple.

Vampire existence was simple.

Every single one, had a life before they became a vampire.

Every single vampire, including the First Progenitor.

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In the beginning, there was the First Progenitor.

She was an almost god-like entity, completely overwhelming in his world. The First Progenitor was the ruler of the entire world, no one could challenge her existence, and no one could ever compete against her. As time went on, she made several other Progenitors. Her reason for making them was simple, she was bored, and she was lonely.

In total, she made six other Progenitors.

Together, they lived together in their old world, controlling everything, and doing whatever they pleased. No other race or species in their world had any power... everything was controlled by the vampires.

Each progenitor made their own army, well, it was more like their own families.

They developed a hierarchical system, ranked based on strength. With the entire world conquered, they had nothing else to do. As soon as their species was born, there was no one else who could defeat them.

That was until one day.

Someone came to the world.

He was a god...

no... well... at least that\'s not how I\'d refer to him.

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So, I\'m in a world where emotion is power

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Aura exploded out of The First Progenitor\'s body; a bright red tint flooded the space around her.

"You... Haa... you would really betray me like this..."

Her aura slowly concentrated around her, a whirlwind dying into a single point. The space around her tore and a rainbow of smudges covered the air around her. Her face was covered by her dark black hair swaying from side to side caused by the wind radiating around her.

Tears flowed gently from her eyes.

"You\'ve become a monster,\' he said.

The boy braced himself, he tensed his body, forming a bubble of control around himself. He extended his senses to cover the area around him. His aura poured out of his body like a cloud of gas.

In all the commotion, the two caught a glance of each other\'s eyes.

"I\'m sorry."

The First Progenitor took one step forward, then another, then another. The space behind her collapsed nothing but black, a sight no human could ever comprehend.

Neither of them used any of their abilities. None of their abilities would have helped.

It was a clash of pure aura quantity; the raw emotion held within each of their hearts.

The boy was forced down to one knee. The First Progenitor radiated a presence with would kill any other person within ten metres. The boy felt pressure which caused his mind to go blank.

There would be no strategy in this fight.

She slowly walked closer to the boy.

A large tornado of debris formed around the boy. His aura ripped every object near him out of the ground, cracking the ground and pulling fragments of rock and dirt out. His aura concentrated around every object, creating a solid tornado of pure destruction.

Step by step, through the smog of aura, The First Progenitor walked towards the boy. Every object which struck her was like a ball of dirt striking a brick wall. The aura-covered debris dissipated and evaporated as soon as they made contact with her.

"You were my only family."

Her voice was cracking.

She took one last step until she was directly in front of him. The two kids faced each other in the centre of the debris tornado. Light bent around the two of them like a disco ball. The atmosphere was solemn, like a sunset. Their hair swayed around their faces, covering their emotions.

The Progenitor stuck her hand out in front of the boy. The concentrated aura in her hand was so immense in pressure that a miniature black hole began forming.

After a moment, she pulled the aura back into her body, instantly being killed by The boy\'s tornado.

In the end, she couldn\'t kill him, for she loved him too much.

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Ah, what a privilege to see that happen.

They were both once my family as well.

It all happened so... so fast.

In the blink of an eye, everything was gone.

Sara.

William.

Sometimes, I wondered what would have happened if \'That Incident\' never occurred.

It was a story of love... but more effeminately... it was a story of hate.

***

As I said before, nothing in our world is governed by reason.

It was a cold winter day when I found myself bleeding by the side of the road. No one was by my side, not even William.

All I wanted to do was make him happy.

He never felt joy.

No matter what, he always suffered.

That was one of the only rules of our world.

Ah, I hated it.

However, it seemed that it was a rule that would never be broken.

Even my life was something that couldn\'t escape the misfortune.

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It\'s fine.

Just like how nothing else made any sense.

My life also doesn\'t make any sense.

If I can\'t build a world where William won\'t suffer, I\'ll just build a world where everyone suffered. That\'ll be fair right?

I\'ll call it [The Apocalypse].

Yeah.

That\'s a good name.

Now.

I want to give him something strong.

Ah.

There are way too many rules.

Actually, there is only one rule.

William always suffers...

Even a god isn\'t able to break through that rule.

Surely I can at least give him a strong system.

Which one shall I give him?

Let\'s see...

Ah, this is a good one.

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[You have been given the ???-Rank System, Minion Controller]

William, did you get that?

You shall take over this world.

I want to see you again one day.

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We\'ll be able to start over>?>?>?>

Maybe, just maybe, we\'ll be able to have a happy life.