Chapter 1: Chap 1 The Child Soldier
The Yellow sun shined down on the beautiful world of Armada. It was currently a time of peace for several decades. People of all races could be seen mingling the trade kingdom of Drago.
Elves, Dawarfs,Lizardmen,orcs and humans could be seen mingling about their day. The era resembles middle times with mana taking priority over technology. Drago was a beautiful kingdom focused on trading sitting close on a tall cliff.
To the North far in the distance covered in snow was the Venta kingdom home to the frost giants.
To the east was Volta the land of elves and lizardmen.The two races have recently stopped there feud in order to bring balance.
To the south was the large desert kingdom Barlea occupied by the orcs and beastmen.
To the west was a giant mountain kingdom Drwell home to the dwarfs and below them lived the human kingdom known as Laveya.
Laveya has been rot with war in the past. It was only recently peace was achieved. Heros would often rise in each race to fight the demon lord who ruled the underworld.
It was almost if like Laveya was the source. Human greed knew no bounds.
In the atmosphere above the settlements a boy floated in the clouds. The yellow sun raze basked the figure in its light. The boy was dressed in a white and gray uniform that outlined the muscles on his body. His body was big for his age looking of that like a bodybuilder his body was lean yet fit. A weird symbol rested on the chest part of his suit. What was weirder was a tail waved behind him like a monkey it was 3 meter in length. His skin was dark brown his yellow eyes glowed as he looked down at the settlement dark Spiky hair waved from the top of his head. His face was adorned with scars showing the battles he's been in.
The expression on his face resembled boredom. Their was distain for the world he'd been assigned to. The boy tapped his wrist and a hologram appeared in front of him. The image resembles a women wearing an all white suit she had short black hair and bright blue eyes.
"Malcom here is you're mission, the targeted planet is known as Armada they are a primitive people. Relying on the world Secretion to power themselves and their activities. Their technology is subpar almost non existent. Prepare this planet for Viltrums arrival." She spoke
Malcom smiled menacingly while looking down at the planet and its people. His cold eyes seemed to hold dark intentions.
"This world is my assignment should be fun. These animals shall knees and beg."
This boy was not new to this he has already conquered several planets this one being his 13th. He's an elite soldier who was hand picked for the Viltrumite cause.
Unlike his peers he was able to grow strong at an incredible rate approaching the likes of conquest by 15 years of age. His appearance and abilities were different landing him special privileges and increased surveillance.
Emperor Thragg took notice instantly when Malcom was born. He quickly ordered a Viltrumite woman to take him under her wing.
The same woman allowed him to train with elites and eve assigning him to missions like this one.
"Now where should I begin?" Malcom murmured unfolding his arms rubbing his chin in thought.
Not wanting waste anyone more time he decided to only dedicate three years on this planet. After taking a step off the air a sonic boom accompanied him to accelerate.
BOOM
Laveya was his destination. The information he was given told him it was a power hungry Kingdom. It was a perfect place for a being like him to take over. It only took a few moments for him to arrive.
Even though he still high above the clouds he was able to see everything below. Human citizens went about their day doing tasks after task. Majority of them held chains in their hands which was attached to collars of non humans.
They were slaves. It seemed like slavery was common here in this kingdom.
"How revolting." Malcom said in disgust
In viltrum there was no need for slaves everyone had a role. If one was a fight their was more paths for them to take. Their was no lack of workers.
After looking at the economy status. He then turned to the castle. Before even arriving on Armada he was well caught up on its history.
The current ruler of Laveya was known as 'Gregory the Flame King'. Malcom could sense his energy one of the greater ones then anyone else on the planet. But not like him of course.
Stepping off the air blasting downwards towards the castle. His speed increased slowly a red energy formed around him. More Sonic booms followed in his wake.
The Flame King was in the middle of fucking a young orc woman pulling her chain back. Flesh smashed against flesh. Behind him was a male elf fingering his asshole after hearing the booms he immediately stopped what he was doing. Smacking the elf away He quickly reinforced his body with mana. After pulling up his pants quickly he reached for his axe that was hanging on the wall.
Malcom bursted through the ceiling before he could take it down the wall. The Viltrumite appeared in front of the king shocking him.
Rearing back his fist the king threw a punch to Malcom face. Grabbing his fist Malcom crushed it with ease.
"ASSHAHHHH"
The king screamed in pain. Holding his crushed hand in agony. The two slaves could do nothing but only watch in horror.
"Be quiet." Malcom said softly. Grabbing his face he threw the king through multiple walls Shaking the castle.
Gregory crashed into the throne room stopping in front of the steps of the throne.
Outside the castle sounds of explosions rung out causing the citizens to stop their task and look at the castle in confusion.
The loud booms had caused a commotion. Malcom floated through the holes of the castle. Clouds of dust covered the hall but it was a little to no Convenience to the child soldier.
The Flame king seemed to be unconscious. Blood poured from is mouth and nose. Malcom floated above him with a pleasing grin.
It was like he knew something was coming. Flames suddenly erupted from the kings body like a puppet he slowly rose to his feet healing his body. An expression of bloodlust and rage was on his face.
"You must have a death wish boy, I'll flay you for all to see, you shall pay with you're life!" He screamed in rage.
He bursted into flames coving his body. In a flash he appeared beside the Child soldier.
A fire axe appeared in his hand swinging towards him.
WOOOOSH
Malcom teleported out of the way. A flame infused slash blew the side of the castle up covering it in flames killing any bystanders caught in the crossfire.
Screams could be heard some begging for mercy not knowing what killed them.
While the king was recovering from his attack the Viltrumite slammed a knee into his back. The powerful kick folded him like paper shattering his spine.
"GAAHAHHHH!"
When he hit the ground the flames on his body disappeared he wheezed coughing up blood gasping for air.
"Thanks for the idea." Malcom finally spoke grabbing his hair he floated to the throne. He sat done on the golden throne before continuing his words. "Flaying will be a new thing I'll do and you'll be the first of many to practice on." His face darkened but his smile only grew more devilish.
Using his telekinesis he floated the broken man in front of him with his arms and legs spread out. Tearing off his close he spoke again. "Don't be afraid this will only hurt a lot."
As soon as he finished his words his hand turned into a red ki blade. He began to skin the man alive his screams echoed through the kingdom.
Gergory the Flame King was defeated In two blows.
A few moments later armored soldiers bursted into the throne room with weapons in hand. Along side them was the high council advisories and clergy members. Each of them froze when they laid eyes on a gruesome sight.
The skinned body of their king floated in the air for all to see the only remaining skin was his face for identification. The rest his skin laid on top of the throne on it was a new figure that laid on it without a care in the world with something in his mouth.
Gregory was long dead his eyes were gone. The soldier slowly walked closer but the feeling of death stopped them when the child looked in their direction. Malcom gazed the new comers with a cold expression blood dripped down his mouth.His yellow eyes glowed with energy.
Spitting whatever was in his mouth to the gaurds were two eyes balls. They all back away some even puked. Malcom's face didn't change at all.
"I am the new king, if you wish to resist then speak now." He declared.
Everyone stood in silence. It was a shock to see a child with such brutality even the weird suit he wore and tail that waved behind him.
A member of the clergy spoke up in anger. "You damn beast a monster like you will never-"
A red blast evaporated the man leaving only a scorched ground. The others shivered in fear of the figures ruthlessly. Not wanting to be next they kneeled. "My king, my King, you're majesty."
The child snapped his finger's silencing them.
"Gather the army we shall march towards Drwell in a weeks time."
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Two in a half years pasted after Malcom became the new king of Laveya. As soon as he took over he declared war on the kingdom of Drwell. It was a clean victory that ended fast due to Malcom's overwhelming power.
The next kingdom to fall was Drago,Venta,Volta,and finally Barlea. Malcom had completed his mission with brutality and fear. Their was plenty of ways for him to take over his favorite was destroying everything. But his caretaker would have his ass flying laps around viltrum for day as punishment.
He had contracted his home planet during the conquest. By the time he finished they will be close to arrival today was the day. Waking up in the morning Malcom slowly rose out of his bed.
His exit left the covers a mess revealing eight sleeping beauties each of a different race. The young man face remained cold as he began to wash up it was time to welcome his people.
A few hours later a massive space ship appeared over the planet. Multiple Viltrumite descended on the planet with ease while descending they could see multiple stands with flayed bodies. To their surprise an entire precession awaited them servants and soldiers bowed in their presence.
Malcom floated above the people welcoming the Viltrumite with open arms. They nodded to him with smiles it was always a welcome when the planet didn't resist.
Among the people leaving the ship was a woman. The same woman who assigned him the mission. She smiled as she floated down to him. For the first time being on Armada a genuine smile grew on Malcom's face.
"You're here." He exclaimed. Annissa nodded with his hands on her back. "You've done a good job." She responded. Looking down at the pillars of flayed bodies she smiled. "And you picked up a new hobbie I'm proud of you
."
Malcom's felt pride swelling inside him. She floated next to him looking down. "The others can handle the collection of resources. Let go home."
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This is a story I've been thinkin about doing it is heavily inspired by another author. So if things sounds similar then I got it from him or her. Do not worry Wolfs paradise it will be having more chapters during the Christmas break. With better story telling :)))))
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