[ WP ] Show three very different perspectives on one single thing

*Belchin Magwa `` Silver arms'' * 
 
 My men looked upon me as a madman, yet they still took my orders. They would n't of understood even if I explained. They were ignorant like that. But still my faithful soldiers. 
 
 Iron jacket and little fish took the lead into each hall, they both had an eye for the enemy. We approached the final door, the one. I felt the power from behind rip into my mind like a piece of paper. It was magical. It was prodding my memories, my thoughts and the information I had. It found nothing threatening about me. I was n't scared of it, I was fascinated. 
 
 The door opened just as it let go of my mind. Some of the soldiers took a few steps back, the ones who did n't know much about Grell technology. That's when the gunfire started. I turned to find my butchered. They were in pieces. Chunks, the more I thought about it. He was standing there. The demon. His long arm hit me through the door. I embraced it. It fed on me. I became apart of it. I am it. 
 
 *Chyu `` The red arm demon'' * 
 
 It was sickening. But it had to be done. I had a job to do, well, I should count it as leisure. slicing those pretentious, stuck up, assholes gave me great pleasure. And this was my chance to do it again. 
 
 I caught the sense again. Hand moisturizer. *Is it really him? * I thought to myself. *The swordsmen? * The idea of fighting and killing the best weapon the white dragons had was an exhilarating feeling. Though as I got closer my feeling was changing. It was n't my doing, I had my heart set, it was something else. 
 
 *Stop* It said. 
 
 I had an urgent temptation to stop in my tracks. Very tempting. I kept going though, the urge to wipe the smug smile off the white dragons was enough. 
 
 *I said stop! * It screeched. I fell to knees. My screams echoed the entire hall. I would n't be surprised if the white dragons heard me. My vision was turning dark, the hall was turning dimmer. but it was n't just my vision, it felt as though my conscious was being trapped. Cutting off any access to my limbs. The blackness was still pushing inwards even after it got control. 
 
 An unknown time later I felt its hold weaken. I took this opportunity to push back. I used all my will to get this black sludge off my mind. Going so far as to use the memories that give me anger and regret as leverage. It was gone. My vision had returned. And all I saw was red chunks and...... him. Sliver hands. It was instantaneous, I could n't let see the opportunity go to waste. I curled my mutant heritage and swung at him just as he turned around. I sent him hurtling through the door into darkness. 
 
 Charles brand ( Y148 ) 
 
 They were funny. 
 
 The little ones I meant. 
 
 Not the big ones, They always scared me. Even before the `` Thing'' happened. 
 
 There were a couple of different pieces on the chess board that day. Usually there would of been a couple of brown markers running about. I was n't aloud to play with a lot of them, only a few smaller markers. The big ones controlled the rest. But that day there were about twenty little white soldier pieces running in formations... apart from one. 
 
 There was a weird gray and white one. It looked like a knight piece, apart form the helmet, which looked severed off. Then another was approaching them. It looked like a fragile glass ball wrapped in a violent, jagged, red tentacle. 
 
 The gray and white one seemed interested in talking to me. The big ones would n't of liked it, But I opened it up. It cared for the other white pieces deeply. The glass ball was getting closer to the white pieces. The glass ball began to flare with fire, shaking and scratching the board. I decided to open it up and..... It was a mess. Many of its strings contradicted each other. It wanted equality and yet felt nothing but prejudice towards the white pieces. And it seemed excited about hurting the gray piece. I tried to stop it. But it shut suddenly and ran in the direction of the other pieces. No matter how much I shut out its thoughts, its body kept going. 
 
 It used its hatred and anger to burn me off. Right after breaking all the white pieces. The glass ball knocked the gray piece through my board. 
 
 I have n't played with it since.
