This was inspired by the photo of
JETSAM XIIIThe rights of this pic belongs to him
^^He was wearing a mask. Nobody knew whether he wished to hide himself, or the mask was already becoming his real face. One fact was obvious: he was the one who grafted a new sense, tangible by sensory organs to every human being – inhumane, enchainig fear. He was not a human. Nor an animal. The space of his existence involved both living and dying worlds. And nevertheless, he was ... dead.
According to the horrorful legend, he will come to mankind when the demolition will create a chaos which is the source of energy for this mysterious monster. He enjoys watching the flames licking naked bodies of sinners. He is playing with his beloved toys – guns. He can use them as skilfully as no one else. One perfectly made cross-section and he has a pulsating heart of the human in his hand. He has an addiction. As ungovernable as unmanageable he is by himself. An addiction to human body and soul. While he is sectioning the bodies, soul is incarcerated into the mask. Thousands of souls are sleeping into the mask, thousands are waiting for an imminent end with a terrible fear into their veins...
Kyouki. It was his name. Madness, confusion and ecstasy. Havoc, which is caused by this insane monster and the ecstasy he feels while monitoring the last death throes and the last breath coming through an ugly body of a human. Nobody knew what his true name was. It was the secret just like his face. There was only obvious fact about Kiyouki: he doesn't know the feeling of mercy. He has no feelings but a big suffering. He is the physical expression of insanity. For many years, it was expected that this is only a legend, but Kyouki has appeared ....
Chaos. The sky, which no longer exists. It has burnt. Everywhere dominates the darkness and confusion, which overwhelmed all the humanity. Flames, beating bodies, blood pouring by the hands of a friend. Screams. Mothers gutting their own newborns. Distorted smiles, caused by the convulsions and death throes. Existence is based on cruelty. The ideal matrix for him. For Kyouki.
And here you can see this horrible monster, creeping down the mountain .His movements are strange, he is strained to the ground and you can feel a terrible fear he spreads. His eyes burn with fire, his lips are slightly open - he prays, but his pray is addressed to the gods of death whom he created by himself. This pray sounds like the curse. A curse to humanity.
He came here to punish, he came to satisfy his own desires and liberate from this inhuman addiction caused by the inner laceration of his soul. When Kyouki appears the chaos was suppressed by fear. Distorted physiognomies, dirty ragged clothes and the dead silence. Terrible stink that suppressed the smell of blood. Infernal heat and stench. People who saw the mask, fainted on their knees, but they were not able to release any, even slightest sound. Their vocal chords were locked. They wanted to scream, but their efforts were fruitless. Lots of mankind representatives were lying in the dirt, trying to scream, but they were suffocated. They were trying to stand up and flee, but madness and fear stumbled them again into stinky mud.
Kyouki watched all of this unfortunate confusion from an ice-cold mountain slope. He came to punish doomed ones. They were born in sin, in sin they will die.
Monster delayed. He enjoyed the view, enjoyed the sense of mastery. He was trying to manage indescribable desire to attack, he knew that there was no need to rush. He liked to monitor the suffering. Just like he liked the fact of his own suffering. This was the only familiar feeling to this masked creature. Monster jumped...
He grabbed the first victim. Butchered it until the flesh becomes shapeless. Then grabbed a few more. One of them was a child, the only one who was able to scream. Soul, which was strong enough to suffer the chaos. Kyouki was annoyed by this screech, so slowly, with his long fingernails, he tore little child's throat. He took the still beating heart and throw it in the dirt under his feet. He cut out the lungs of other victims. Looked like he admired the physiology of qualmish creatures called humans. .
The ecstasy started to penetrate through Kyouki's veins.. Madness, living in his body was satisfied. Monster felt satisfaction. It was not human feeling at all. This was an expression of suffering, which he adored in an extremely strange blessing. He starts laughing. That laugh was terrible, it was the voice of chaos.
Kyouki attacked again. He destroyed everything he met on the way. It was his celebration. He used his small toy weapons, they were the only love to him. If that feeling can be called love at all.. Again, this is an expression of suffering, attracting to play his bloody game. Slope turns bloody. All the rivers turned into blood. Kyouki was raging. He was tearing, killing, laughing, and butchering human bodies, throwing their hearts at his feet ... He was burrowing to the ground, and listening to heartbeats. He was counting the seconds. He was searching for a new life that he could take away. The soul, which could be imprisoned into his mask ....
