Break-in

Aaron watched as people rushed over the drawbridge, making their way into the castle. He saw his parents in the crowd but just left them to make their way up here. It wouldn't take too long to get up here in the first place, so he had to make sure everything was perfect for their arrival. While Crystet tried to regain his posture, Aaron lifted the dead bodies of the King and Queen into the air using his Boundless Telekinesis. He placed them onto the wall and then had an idea of what to do with them. He forced their hands into the wall, impaling them on the spikes. This made sure that they stayed up there, and it looked like they were crucified. They were still wearing their now ripped royal attire, so it looked as if they had died simply by crucifixion. A sad way to go.

All Ray could do was look on in shock, as he couldn't even walk. He was in pain that most people couldn't even imagine, and yet he hadn't leaked a single tear. He was coming close to letting one go though. He tried to stand up, but he simply couldn't. He just fell back down, resulting in a little shock that caused his foot to hurt even more. A small tear rolled down his eye, as it dropped onto the floor. It became indistinguishable against the black material that made up the unnatural floor he sat on.

Crystet finally got his balance back, and the first thing he did was rush towards Aaron once again. He was determined to at least land a proper hit on him, and he would do anything for his little self-satisfaction. He coated his foot in white ice, which is just ice but white, and threw a quick kick at Aaron. Aaron jumped out of the way, considering that he is still canonically three feet tall, so all he had to do was jump. While jumping, Aaron coated his fist in gravity and sent a punch towards Crystet's groin.

Ray turned his head, as a soft little groan came from Crystet. He may not have a certain group of clustered pain receptors anymore, but it would still hurt to be hit there anyway.

Try it on a girl, and then see what happens. You'd be surprised by the similarities that you would find!

He fell to the ground in agony, as Ray winced at the sight of the temporarily crippled Crystet, holding his groin like his life depended on it. He couldn't think about anything more than protecting his blade, so he just laid there, in pain.

Ray once again tried to stand up, but he fell over once more, sending another shock of pain into his body. He then decided he would try to crawl his way over to Crystet to offer any assistance he could. He got halfway there before Aaron got in his way. Aaron picked up Ray by the head, lifting his chest a little bit off of the floor. Ray was scared for what was going to happen next, and he was right in being afraid.

Aaron started to slowly move his hands closer and closer together, pushing the edges of Ray's skull inwards. Ray tried to pull away from Aaron, but he wasn't able to. Aaron's grip was too strong. He began screaming in agony, as the combined pain between his foot and his skull got the better of him. He fainted, and Aaron didn't see the point in killing him then. There was no point in doing it if there wasn't going to be any good reaction from the recipient. He dropped Ray to the floor, in hopes that he would wake up quickly.

He had a little bit before the doors of the throne room were smashed open like he was being raided by a swat team, so he decided to try something.

'System? Am I able to modify my appearance to whatever I desire?' Aaron asked, curious as to what the answer would be.

[Is this a question you've been wanting to ask for a while? It doesn't matter. Yes, considering that you can regrow your flesh, you can change it. Now, it wouldn't be permanent. It would just be until you die.]

'Well then, I know exactly what I want to do. Would you mind letting me configure my appearance?'

[Go ahead. Just place your hand on yourself, and away you go.]

Aaron placed his hand on his torso and began to imagine what he thought would be a cool appearance that matched his voice. He began to get taller, as he reached a final height of six feet and three inches. He had also decided that he wanted hair, but that was not at all strange at this point. Both corrupted individuals were as bald, if not balder than Squidward Tentacles, so it'd make sense if he wanted hair.

As for appearance, here's an idea. Take Dio Brando from JoJo's Bizzare Adventures (By Araki). Make him entirely black. And then take the face of Corrupted Boyfriend from the Friday Night Funkin Mod (By Phantomfear), and slap it on there like a parent would a child in the days of old.

Aaron stood in between the two thrones, as he heard knocking on the door. The knocking then turned into thumping, before he heard the sounds of at least ten people shove against the large double doors at once. That sound repeated itself for about thirty seconds, as they tried to break down the door, before they finally got through, and were confused at the sight before them. A being made out of complete darkness, illuminated by strangely pink balls of light that floated ominously on the walls. They didn't know what to think of it. This is when Aaron decided it was appropriate to speak.

"Welcome, fools. How do you enjoy being in my humble abode? Take a look up at the wall behind me."

"How do you feel?"