against the wall despair etched across
his face these idiots if only they could
just die foolish reality the young man
muttered as he slowly Rose using the
wall for support his gate unsteady
resembling a the light in his
eyes had dimmed he had resigned himself
to death however he dared not confront
those individuals with all his might for
they would not kill him they would
merely continue to beat and torment him
rather than endure their Relentless
torment he would prefer to end it all
with suicide the youth pondered this
when unexpectedly a mask fell from the
heavens striking him squarely on the
head damn even the heavens conspire
against me do they his eyes redened with
anger as he forcefully kicked the mask
away in the next moment a strange
whisper echoed in his ears such anger
little one who has provoked you to such
Fury hearing this whisper The youth's
Temper flared instantaneously who is
speaking Who Dares address me the
whisper returned are you looking for me
little one did you not just cast me
aside realizing it was the mask he felt
a surge of Rage The Mask then emitted an
eerie whisper hehe it is I little one
why do you appear so distressed has
someone been bullying you was the entity
speaking a human or a ghost or was
someone merely playing tricks the youth
felt an inexplicable anger welling up
within him completely ignoring the taunt
are you here to mock me as well even you
a being neither human nor ghost wish to
deride me as he spoke he raised his foot
to stomp on the mask but the next words
from the mask halted him haha mock
perhaps you should reflect on why you
are being ridiculed I it not because of
your weakness the Victor Reigns while
the vanquished are scorned this has been
the case throughout history his eyes
flared with indignation what can I do
ever since graduating nothing has gone
my way those people are all fools they
look down upon me ostracize me and that
foolish leader even tries to sabotage me
believing me to be an easy target The
Mask interjected have you ever
considered why they bully you when they
stand before their King do they treat
you with the same disdain ultimately it
is simply because you are not strong
enough young man if you do not aspire to
be king a multitude of Kings will rise
against you leaving you to be subjugated
a mere pond though why not claim
kingship for yourself if you desire it I
an old servant am willing to assist you
in your quest for power kingship the
youth's eyes glazed over you can help me
become a king The Mask replied naturally
it depends on whether you possess the
ambition the youth slowly picked up the
mask what must I do the mask inquired
what is your name the youth responded
wongchan The Mask chuckled Wong Chan not
bad place me upon your face and I shall
borrow your power to to assist you in
claiming your throne claiming the throne
Wong Chan's eyes glistened with
determination as he forcefully affixed
The Mask to his face in the next instant
The Mask Unleashed a torrent of dark
energy that surged into his body his
physique began to expand his bones grew
and his muscles swelled tremendously in
no time Wong Chan's height soared to 2 m
his form and musculature became
extraordinarily developed ripping
through his garments even his hair grew
down to his waist he stood there
disheveled and wild yet in that moment
Wong Chan felt an unprecedented surge of
power coursing through his limbs this
this power such a sensation I feel as
though I could dominate everything haha
the heavens have eyes I shall repay all
the Grievances I have suffered in double
measure Wong Chan's eyes turned blood
red his skin gradually paling resembling
that of a corpse yet he paid no heed
just then numerous figures clad in Black
emerged from the Shadows their eyes too
were blood red their forms seemingly
composed of Dark Mist appearing both