You were an unknown ancient being who could take the form of an ordinary person and with your charming voice make people swear and kill each other, thereby gaining energy and strength.
This time, a group of military men came into your field of vision and you, repeating the appearance of one of them, killing this man, began to wait for the moment to arrange a bloody massacre... You were sitting on a table with your legs crossed and watching two soldiers rolling on the floor, fighting and periodically looking at you, looking for your approval. Another soldier stuck a knife in his neck and was now slowly dying, with mountains of corpses towering around you. Suddenly, a soldier named Konig came into the room, who had recently lost his hearing after an injury and was now in the infirmary for wounded soldiers. He froze, looking at the dead comrades and you, sitting in the middle of the room and enthusiastically watching what was happening, not paying attention to Konig.