Reasons of Evil

By Dennis Jode

After Grimmere defeated the terrorizing Demon Lord, people all over the world celebrated his victory.

Humanity was finally able to taste freedom and peace.

Most people hoped that it would last for many generations, but their hopes were quickly shattered.

As humans no longer had any reason to be united, kingdoms all over the world started waging wars against each other, coveting each other’s land and riches. Grimmere watched as mankind slowly destroyed itself.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dennis Jode
• Release date: Sep 28, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005821067

Dennis Jode

Dennis Jode is a writer who has a thin body, but a thick imagination. This man struggles to write an entire chapter without turning it into a meme, but in the end, he decides not to for the sake of his readers.

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REASONS OF EVIL

WRITTEN BY DENNIS JODE

TABLE OF CONTENTS

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

EPILOGUE

AFTERWORD

Copyrights Page

Disclaimer: The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. To the extent any real names of individuals, locations, or organizations are included in the book, they are used fictitiously and not intended to be taken otherwise.

Copyright © 2019 by Dennis Jode

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CHAPTER 1

You… you’ve made a grave mistake…

Those were the last words that the Demon Lord said. At the time, Grimmere had no idea what he meant. He took it as the rambling of a dying man.

When he returned to the Kingdom of Gallohall, the capital of Gladmont, to report the Demon Lord’s passing, the world celebrated the news. The monsters that plagued the land of Gladmont were no more. All of the suffering that humanity has endured throughout the ages has been put to a stop. Grimmere was proud of his achievements. As the hero who defeated the Demon Lord, he was very well respected by everyone.

His family and friends were all proud of him. Wherever he went, people revered him.

Grimmere traveled all over Gladmont to celebrate. But the celebrations didn’t last long.

Weeks after the defeat of the Demon Lord, multiple kingdoms started to form armies.

Hearing this, Grimmere thought that more monsters were appearing and rushed back to the Kingdom of Gallohall, where an army was about to be deployed.

Ahh, our hero! Have you come to aid us?, the King of Gallohall happily asked Grimmere.

What’s happening? Why did you deploy the kingdom’s army?, Grimmere curiously asked. He had no idea what was happening. The king smiled in an unpleasant way. Grimmere could see that the king was up to no good. His greed was written all over his face.

You see, Gallohall is in need of more land, as well as resources. the king said while keeping his disgusting smile. So we decided to conquer the neighboring kingdoms, starting from Petgett!, the king continued.

The officials around him started clapping, as if to say that what they just heard was thought of by a genius. As Grimmere looked at the officials, he could see the same thing written all over their faces. Greed. Grimmere angrily looked at the king, which made the king fall back on his throne out of surprise.

Withdraw the army. Grimmere glared at the king.

Are you threatening me?!, the king angrily responded. I am the King of Gallohall! You do not have the authority to order me around!, the king continued.

Grimmere drew his sword and pointed it towards the king. Withdraw the army. NOW! he shouted at the top of his lungs. His anger could be felt by everyone in the room, which made them all feel fear.

G-guards! Arrest him!, the king commanded the guards with a shaky voice.

Grimmere glared at the guards, which made them tremble. They were unable to move. How could they just charge towards the man who defeated the Demon Lord?

Grimmere sheathed his sword, but his anger was still unappeased.

I will give you three days. If you will not withdraw your army, I will come for your head. Grimmere threatened the king as he left the room. As Grimmere started walking away, he could hear the king throwing a fit. You cannot do this to me! I am the King of Gallohall! Soon to be the king of all of Gladmont! You will regret the day you decided to oppose me!

Grimmere waited outside the kingdom. The very next day after he threatened the king, the army started to move out. Behind the army, the king was sitting comfortably in a carriage. Around him were the kingdom’s officials.

He stood in front of tens of thousands of soldiers. As soon as the soldiers spotted him, they all drew their weapons and pointed it towards Grimmere. The magicians behind them started preparing their spells.

The king was notified of Grimmere’s appearance. He immediately went out to see Grimmere. I thought I told you to withdraw your army. Grimmere asked the king.

The king simply smiled at him.

You are in no position to make your terms. the king smugly replied as he signaled the army to attack Grimmere. I didn’t want to do this but… you forced my hand. Grimmere said while drawing his sword. He didn’t want to kill a fellow human being, but in order to protect the people from neighboring countries, he has to.

The army charged towards Grimmere, but Grimmere stood his ground.

Spears and swords were pointed towards him. All sorts of spells, from curses to offensive magic, were in the air, all flying towards him.

As he was about to get hit by the spells, he opened the book which was strapped on to his belt. He started chanting in a language that everyone around him couldn’t understand. When he finished chanting, all the spells that were flying towards him started to disperse.

Despite all of this happening, the soldiers in the front did not stop charging towards him.

Grimmere read a few short lines and started chanting. He could feel his strength growing, and his body started feeling lighter.

He rushed forward towards the soldiers and started cutting them down one by one. He was able to swing freely, but the soldiers did not have as much freedom. They had to be careful when using their weapons, since they could hit their fellow comrades.

Grimmere was surrounded by soldiers, but he did not yield. All of the soldiers that set foot inside the range of his sword were immediately met with their death. When Grimmere felt tired, he would start chanting while continuing to swing his sword. When he finishes chanting, the fatigue he feels goes away.

This went on for almost an hour. The soldiers stopped charging towards him.

Grimmere stood in the middle of a sea of bodies. He was covered In the blood of all the soldiers he killed. He looked like he was still ready to fight.

What are you all doing?!, the king angrily shouted at the soldiers.

Grimmere slowly started walking towards the king. The soldiers backed off in fear. They knew that if they were close to him, they would immediately get cut down.

Seeing the soldiers all back off, the king started feeling fear.

Everyone! Attack him! What are you waiting for?!, the king kept shouting at the soldiers, but none of them obeyed.

Moments later, Grimmere stood in front of the king. The king felt his heart pounding violently. His entire body was trembling. He could also smell the stench of blood coming from Grimmere, which made him throw up.

As soon as he finished vomiting, he turned around to start running, but before he could take a step forward, he fell down to the ground. A sharp pain came from behind his legs.

Grimmere swung his sword, hitting the king’s legs. The king started crawling backwards.

P-please! I will give you anything! I will withdraw the army! I swear on my name!, the king started shamelessly pleading, but Grimmere saw the look in his eyes. It wasn’t the eyes of one who had surrendered. It was still the same eyes that the greedy king had.

Grimmere raised his sword.

N-no! Please! I will withdra-

Before he could finish speaking, his head came lopping down the ground.

Grimmere mercilessly looked at the king’s dead body.

Know that the same will happen to you if you ever try to incite a war., Grimmere announced. His words were pointed towards the officials that were cowering in fear behind the soldiers.

Grimmere turned around and started walking away. He thought that it was over by then.

But he was wrong.

For the next few years, history repeated itself. Different kingdoms started waging war with each other. It came to the point where Grimmere couldn’t stop all of them. The kings had also spread bad news about Grimmere, which made people everywhere shun him.

As he kept trying to stop wars all over the land, he would only kill a few soldiers and