Ro-Tang. Prince. General. Destroyer.
At the age of twenty, ten years after being crowned Prince, he had killed countless things, ranging from animals to humans, but most importantly, demons. He hunted down other kings within the area and would slay, with his fathers army. They would work their way down to the king and bring him, alive, back to Ya-Tang, who would kill them for their power.
Ro-Tang was smart. He understood that fear, and anger gave him power, but it also gave the other demons power too, because people would fear and hate all demons, not just one. However he also knew that if a group of people knew his name, they'd fear and hate him more, so he would, in secret, travel great distances, to a village, or city, it did not matter to him. Once there, he would drag an old person, man or woman, it did not matter, into the center of town, then when everyone was watching, he would rip their head clean off the body. Other times he would take a child no older then ten, again gender not mattering, with everyone watching, and would just leave with the child. Another thing he would do would be to take a woman, around sixteen, and making it clear she would be his sexual toy, he would leave with her. People would try to stop him, but he would beat them, never killing them, but always making sure they knew, Ro-Tang, Prince of Obscurite, had done this to them. When he came back to the same village again, weeks, months, and even years later, they would remember him, his power growing each time. What they did not know was that Ro-Tang wasn't being as cruel as other demons who had been and were doing simlair things. He killed the old, rather then someone who could help the village grow. He took the weak children, the ones that would not be able to help the village, or that would grow sick and damage the villages health. When he took a female, he picked one that could not bare children. The village would never know this, and the only reason Ro-Tang did was because of his power. He would never tell him, it would destroy the power he had over them. The people he took he brought to a cave with odd fungus that glowed, making his own village there. He would leave fragments of himself their to gaurd the people, but also stop them from leaving.
At the age of thirty Ro-Tang went to Ya-Tang to talk to him about their future, and the future for the demons. Ro-Tang suggested that the demons become one tribe. Ya-Tang, being King of the Demons, and the other Kings controlling their own areas under Ya-Tang. Ro-Tang would become King of Obscurite. Ya-Tang looked Ro-Tang straight in the eyes and said, “No. I'll be King of Everything, but I'll be the only King. You will bring me all the other kings, and I'll kill them. I then will be powerful enough to kill the gods. Once I have done that, I'll let you rule over your mortals in your little cave, and you'll be happy with that, do you understand?”
Ro-Tang did not have to look around to know that Ya-Tang had summoned his generals, so he didn't look around. He kept his gaze on Ya-Tang. “Do you fear me?” Ro-Tang asked Ya-Tang.
Anger flashed on Ya-Tang's face before he answered, “Boy, I fear nothing.”
“But you do hate. You hate the gods. You hate the other kings. You hate the people in which the gods love more than you. And most of all, you hate me. You hate me because I do not hate the gods, the kings, the people, or you.”
A smile crept onto Ya-Tang's face. “But you are weak, you love.”
Ro-Tang smiled. “Love? Love who? The gods, hidden away, making things for their amusement? The Kings, hidden away, wanting power so badly but too afraid to leave their fortresses to get it? The people, hidden away in their cities too scared and too easily manipulated? Or you, hidden behind me for so long that it has made you blind?”
Ya-Tang growled and Ro-Tang could feel the generals getting closer. “If you do not do what I want...”
The words stopped there as Ro-Tang's sword cut deep into Ya-Tang's neck, his head no longer one with his body. All of his demons, every demon Ya-Tang had ever made disappearing, all going into Ro-Tang, their power, their knowledge and their skills. The power felt good, but Ro-Tang knew it was nothing next to the power he would get when he put on Ya-Tang's crown and went to the other King's telling them that he was now the King of Obscurite. Their fear would be the greatest power of all.