It was nighttime, and only the moon was faintly visible through the clouds in the night sky.
In a moderately sized room in a budget hotel located in the city of Vizcondado.
Aram slept in his darkened room, the curtains covering a window with six almost transparent glass panes.
The window opened and closed again, in just an instant, but the cold breeze lingered.
Aram opened his eyes when he felt the cold and was startled to see a figure in a tattered gray robe and hood standing by the window.
"Who are you?" Aram asked as he reached for his magic staff in his magic ring.
Bang!
His left forearm exploded, and his left hand, with the finger wearing the magic ring, fell to the floor.
Screams!
-Master, it saddens me that you don't recognize me, and you even thought about taking out a weapon to hurt me. I only came to show you what a good teacher you have been, and as a token of my gratitude, I wanted you to witness the power of my spells. Dylan pulled back his hood and revealed his beautiful face with a sinister, friendly expression.
"Dylan? Dylan, why are you doing this?" asked Aram, who was clearly bewildered.
"Isn't it obvious, master?" Dylan paused. "No, apparently not. Master, I will immortalize your name. If you die tonight, I will honor you whenever I can. I will say, 'My master was Aram Sadestian,' and since I will be one of the greatest magicians in the future, everyone will praise you."
"Is this child a deranged monster, or has he been possessed by an evil spirit?" Aram wondered, turning his gaze to his left hand, which lay just over a meter away from him.
"Master, do you still want to go against my good deed?" Dylan asked when he saw his master looking at his severed hand.
"Dylan... Dylan, it's not necessary. I don't want fame," Aram said, trying to sound calm, then looked at the door and windows.
-Don't worry, master. Remember I asked you to teach me the principles of barrier magic? Although I haven't mastered that type of magic yet, I was able to create a barrier to soundproof enclosed spaces. It's a weak barrier, but as long as it doesn't break, no one will interrupt our moving reunion.
-Please, I don't want to die, I have a family, Aram pleaded.
"You see, master, it's because of things like that that you must die. That way, you'll never beg again, and you won't lower your dignity. But don't worry, I may immortalize your family alongside you," Dylan said thoughtfully.
The wizard Aram's face contorted when he heard Dylan's words.
The wizard Aram jumped to grab his severed hand.
Bang!
Blood splattered Aram's face, his right hand exploded before his eyes.
Applause!
"I respect your determination, master," Dylan said.
The wizard Aram knelt down and looked at his arms, from which skin and pieces of flesh hung, but which did not bleed thanks to Dylan's mana.
Tears streamed down the old wizard's wrinkled face.
"Please, don't go near my family," Aram pleaded in a somber voice.
Dylan laughed and then said to his teacher:
"Bite your tongue and spit it out, so I'll forget about your family."
Aram, knowing it was impossible to escape from the wicked child in front of him, obeyed the order.
A piece of tongue fell to the floor of the room.
Aram began to choke on his blood, but before losing consciousness, he opened his eyes wide when he heard Dylan.
"I lied, teacher. Now I want to immortalize your family even more."
Bang!
A magical drop of Perversion Red water inside Aram's body exploded, and with it, Aram's body also exploded.
The entire room was stained with blood, human debris, flesh, and entrails.
[Evil Deeds: +4]
"Thank you, master. I will never forget your contribution. I still have to kill the rest of the guests at this hotel, or it will be very suspicious if only you died," Dylan concluded, as he left the room to go to the rest of the hotel guests' rooms.
••••
The next day, one of the hotel employees knocked on the door of one of the rooms because the guest's stay had ended. When no one answered after knocking for almost five minutes, she opened the door.
Screams!
The terrified woman's screams could be heard. When the rest of the employees and the hotel manager went upstairs to see what was happening, they found the employee on her knees vomiting.
She pointed to the room, and then the rest of the employees and the manager witnessed the macabre scene.
Cold sweat ran down the hotel manager's face as he tried to stifle his nausea, more concerned that none of the other guests had come out of their rooms after the commotion caused by the employee's screams.
The hotel manager took a deep breath, took a set of keys from the pocket of his black pants, and opened the door to the next room.
Blood, flesh, human waste, entrails everywhere, the amount varying depending on the number of guests per room, as there was not a single guest who was the exception; they all died.
••••
Dylan woke up after a restful sleep, feeling satisfied. He sat up in bed and said to his mind:
-System, place the Perverse Points in the Mana attribute.
[Mana +6 Perverse Points]
[Mana: 66]
"Thank you, dear master, now your disciple is a 4-Moon wizard. I'm still at a low level, but with a few good deeds, that can be fixed," Dylan joked in his mind as he lay back down, thinking about his promising future.
The door to the room opened, and Dylan's nanny entered.
"My little Dylan, your parents want to take you for a walk around town to cheer you up. You need to bathe and dress appropriately," the nanny said in her motherly tone.
Dylan got up and went to the bathroom in his room to take a shower. Outside, the nanny was preparing the clothes Dylan would wear to accompany his parents.
Dylan always wore what she chose, so she educated herself a little about the fashion of noblemen, as she didn't want Dylan to be embarrassed.