[SP-F1-8] The Insane Warrior

[Daeron 1]

Daeron hasn't been able to sleep for the past several days. Nothing he tried, would allow him to think straight. Almost every night he did try to sleep, he had a picture in his mind. The day he had killed his first and second player. The day, he smiled with every stab he forced into Dirgun's body. The look on Dirgun's face as he hung over the edge of Aincrad. The nightmares, became more vivid every night, and lost it's haziness to make the sensation of the memory so real, like he was reliving it. Was it part of the Cardinal system? Who knew. Not only has sleep been a problem, or a blocked mind, but he had also been having deranged thoughts. Nothing he thought, seemed sane anymore. Either he wanted to slowly kill someone with a rusty weapon, or he wanted to lead someone into their own death.

[Daeron 1]

As the night grew, and time passed, slowly for that matter, he began seeing things he wouldn't normally desire to see. He dreamed of the thought of being able to rip a person apart, and throwing their head like a toy. He looked at his weapon, which had it's blade against his tongue. A quick cut... gives a satisfying taste of blood. Something had said this in his head. The voice sounded like his own, except it sounded... insane. Players had already given him the title of "Maverick", but perhaps there was more to his story than just a few kills. Come on, you know you desire the metallic red shade on your teeth. I promise they won't stain the voice said as he began to slowly slide the bladed portion of his weapon across the tip of his tongue, slowly splitting it.

[Daeron 1]

Although the weapon left a stinging sensation across his tongue, he oddly enjoyed the taste of iron in his blood. He moved the weapon away from his tongue, and he finally got up from the bed, in which he was laying in. The sword now on the bed sheet, left blood stained into the sheets, which automatically cleaned in the morning, due to the inn's "Maid and Room cleaning Service Technology". He prompted the equip menu to open, to equip all of his gear, and he told his pet, Scorch, to stay where it is, he wanted to leave on his own, somewhere peaceful, where he could perhaps, enjoy the lust for blood without any player's eyes watching.