The Blade Summoner

He stood there in a black robe and a mask. His eyes: blue and green. Was he out of our family?

He pulls at Violas hair and lifts her up. It seems that she said something. He hits her and throws her back. She hits her head on the ground and bleeds. As I set my focus back to the guy in the black robe. I see golden hair. Was he....

My entire thoughts go blank. I recognize him as my younger brother. Why wasn't he crippled? And why the hell didn't he LEARN not to do such things?!! AND WHO THE HELL HEALED HIM?!

I probably went red from anger, but I didn't care. I also threw my disguise away, which was a bad decision looking back.

Next to me: A zweihander, bloodred with black edges. It was heavy and my muscles ached, but I could lift it easily. My strength was above all limits right now. My only desire: killing my brother in the most painful way. The sword bubbles a bit then throw out a few barbs. Heh, good sword.

As I couldn't really think straight anymore I just walk up to them. My brother keeps them away, telling them that I saved his life. He seems to have lost his memories of that day.

I walk closer, then as he tries to hug me I step back. Look into his eyes and say: "And it was a damn mistake, you fucking moron" and ram the sword right into his testicles. As i thought, they were healed aswell.

He screams and his guards pull their weapons and engage on me.

I turn around, while swinging the sword. It flows through them, like a river. Calming me down a bit.

At least so much that I see the sword bending towards their flesh, TRYING to hurt them.

As all of them either lost all their limbs or died, I turned to my crying brother.

I go on my knees before him and whisper: " This is going to be one hell of fun for me and Gus"

He shivers and squeaks as he crawls back. Damn right. CRAWL IN MUD. Suffer! I take the sword, still bloody and move it right before his eyes.

C:" I wonder if it's right, that losing one sense makes your others stronger... Let me try..."

I use the barbs on the sword to tear his eyes apart. He screams again. What a wonderful melody. Proceeding to make him lose senses right now, would make the time go to waste. Piercing his thigh next. His bleeding is too strong. Don't you die now.

I take a dagger from a nearby guard and stuck it into the wound, to stop the bleeding. What next... Oh I know! Fingertips!

I take only the tip of the barbs to cut away his fingernail and rip the last part off myself. Then I take dirt and put it into the flesh below. Oh that one was mean. His screams go even louder, until they fade. His voice was done for.

I guess it is time now, the others will probably come soon. I take the sword up once again, throw him up and thrust my sword into his silently screaming throat. Pulling it out would be pretty rough, but it disappeared, so no worries for me.

The library opens and a book about 'Pureblood Anger' appears.

Only works if the user is very angry and would kill entire countries to prove it. The strength of the wielder is multiplied to the point his body will take damage in every move, such as his pain gets multiplied aswell.

Well, true. My pain was immense, but I hope his was too.