Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter 1: prologue

"Now for my last act of the night... I'll murder this family of four one by one to capture the despair... Yes! That'll do". 

 As Arthur Freedman talked to the camera, the family of four watched in despair as he started pulling out various tools for murder... 

"Hmm, what one should I use chat? The sledgehammer, or the baseball bat, or even this serrated knife... Fyi newcomers I would pick the most painful one... It just captures the pain on the face best! Yes I know chat it's exquisite!..." 

Arthur happily smiles at the camera... |omg this guy is insane but... I want to see more!| one person commented in the chat room... 

"Remember chat, to donate it helps create more art like this!".

 |sadistx1 donated 100 dollars|... " ah, chat you just can't choose, can you? You know what! I'll use the sledgehammer for this act!"

 Arthur gave the sledgehammer a few swings, before looking at the camera... "Chat who should I kill first? The father, mother, daughter, son... Who... Should... I... Kill first hmm?". 

|the daughter, please!|... |omg the daughter!|... 

" hmm, ok... Hey, little girl will you create art with me? We're going to make an exquisite art piece!". 

the little girl rapidly shook her head side to side in denial... "Well toooooo... Bad!".

 "Crack..."... Arthur casually broke her knee cap with the sledgehammer...

 the little girl appeared in pain, but she couldn't do anything but watch in despair and anger as she was slowly mutilated... 

"Crack."... After Arthur crippled her he went for the killing blow... the head... " boom! Get on the ground! Insert shooting noises."... 

While he was shot, it didn't stop Arthur from killing the little girl... As Arthur laid there in his pool of blood... He felt the beauty of dying... The feeling was surreal... 

And then... He died... Or he should have but god had other plans for him...

Arthur Freedman/ Luna Estonia p.o.v

I felt as if I was in a trance from the beauty of dying... but someone had to ruin it! 

"Arthur freedman!". A genderless being's voice boomed...

 Finally taking a look at my surroundings, I see a pretty glowing white sphere with a space-themed background... 

" who are you pretty sphere?"...

 "I am what you mortals call god!". God? Hmm, interesting... " So god why am I here?"

" Arthur freedman, your here because of a question I have, what is art to you?!". 

I respond with insane fanaticism  "Art...art is everything!". 

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Why would God ask such a silly question? Isn't it obvious?

 "Arthur Freedman, you have been chosen to be reincarnated!", Before I could respond to god I was whisked away... 

Luna Estonia p.o.v

I awoke with a splitting headache... new memories, foreign memories... At the forefront of my mind... How interesting! 

So I'm now Luna Estonia a demon child in a fantasy world... As I excitedly reviewed my memories I felt more and more excited! 

Already I imagined the many future art pieces I'll create... Hmm? The law is basically nonexistent in this world?! Hehe that means I won't have the police after me! They were annoying! 

They would always try to stop me from creating art!... 

"Luna, come down for breakfast!"... I hear my new Mother say... I have bad memories of my past life parents... But from Luna's memories, they're different!

 As I got up I noticed the poor living conditions... It must be because my family is poor I muse with a cute tilt of my head... 

Kinda reminds me of my first life's childhood... Excitedly I skip down the hall... As I got closer I noticed a pleasant smell... 

Finally, I arrive at the dining area... " mommy what's for breakfast?". "My homemade special Luna! Cooked human meat!".

 She replied with a smile... Hmm?

 I never tried eating human meat before in my past life, but from Luna's memories, it tastes good. 

I happily sit down and take a quick bite out of the human meat... Wow, the taste is exquisite! 

Before I knew it I ate all of it... 

" Mommy where's Daddy?"... "He had to go to work early... the human slaves were getting rebellious...". 

She replied in anger... Oh yeah... father works at the local slave guild...

 After I ate I had nothing really to do... I felt bored, which fueled my growing urge to create art... 

Finally having enough of this boredom, I started to look for materials... I need paint and a surface to paint on!

 Feeling Determined I searched all over the house before finding a thick bloody color 'paint'... 

for some reason, it was stored in a gourd... Oh wait is that human blood?! It'll be perfect for what I had in mind...!

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