It felt like Nirvana up in here but the mad demon was alone the evil one didn't believe in friends or family the mad demon was alone with his beliefs and ideals. A small price to pay for making himself stronger living by his strength alone and cutting any loving emotion from his body "Garbage...Only good for consuming resources no matter how dangerous; I won't even back down from this my race has been tarnish for far too long" He thought. The mad demon despite it being hot in here started again with the giant rock thinking no energy if he does he'll be depleted fast lifting the huge thing up then dropping it again. Really, This is the first time the mad demon ever trained like this before if he wanted to get stronger then some extreme measures must be done. He started again lifting the huge thing again still the mad demon kept it lifted for about thirty seconds it was his limit right now then dropping it down hard.
This was getting on his nerves a mad demon like him should be stronger than this what did that Asthavon bastard do to him anyway. In time, Tyrael will deal with that clan but a wall of limitation was blocking him his muscles were hurting still no pain no gain was a mad demon's motto or oath so to speak. He started at the huge giant rock getting a hard grip upon it still only lifting it up for about thirty seconds feeling more pressure upon his arm muscles this time. Then dropping it again the mad demon was wondering what was going on
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