He steps into the orphanage, a huge figure clad in visibly hard exoskeletal armor.  His steps are slow and deliberate, exuding an aura of power and awe unknown to the orphans residing within.  Within a few seconds a horrid shriek emits from his mouth, stunning the children, and he hefts out a huge iron hammer, which he slams into the ground, splashing butane across the room and onto the children, charring skin already smelt.  The children are unable to move - stricken in fear from his presence, and shock from the horrible screech which rang out just a few seconds ago.  He soon brought his hammer down impossibly fast upon each child, blood mixed with butane splashing upon himself and the room around him, the room quickly coming alight with fire.  He works his way through this orphanage, murdering every child in just a brutal manner, if not more each time.  He uses different weapons - a sword which when turned on, would vibrate madly and slice clean through the children like a hot knife through butter.  Another was a rifle which shot flame so hot, it would char everything in the room except himself.  A pistol which shot with such power, the children would explode on contact with the very bullet.  A whip which crackled with electricity, with which he would brutally strangle several children, electrocuting them as their breath was soon cut short.  The last required him remove his armor; he stand naked before a final group of children, his massive erection waving in the air in front of him - over a foot long, made stronger with every splash of blood that would touch him.  In a flash, his massive claws struck glowing wounds into all but one child, killing them instantly.  The last one left was a young boy clad in a diaper.  The man asked his name, "they caww me wittle wicky..." he whimpered out, in pure fear of the man covered in blood.  He gave a horrible, wicked grin as he picked him up easily, removing his diaper, balling it up and shoving it down the child's throat.  Ricky gagged on it, vomit coming up but not leaving his mouth, as the diaper soaked it up.  He could barely breath- but the man was careful enough to make sure he just barely could.  As he decided he was content with the vomit-stained diaper within the child's mouth, he stroked his length slowly, before shoving the child down on his massive cock.  He nearly felt it all enter him, ripping his digestive track before he felt it penetrate his stomach, the acid flowing down his length but not burning - his skin was much too tough.  The acid, blood, and disintegrated muscle and bone made for great lubrication, yet the childs basic structure around it keeping it tight.   It took but few thrusts for him to finish inside the child, blowing a load massive and so powerful, that the cum shot straight through the childs body, sending his brain flying out against the wall.  The cum kept flowing until his veins no longer held blood, but his cum - the room was covered in the sticky white too.  Satisfied, he slowly walked back out, the orphanage mostly burnt down at this point, covered in blood wherever it was not charred.  He concentrated a moment when he left, and immediately disappeared from sight of others, leaving them to gaze upon the horrors he had just created - the burnt and raped orphan corpses strewn across the rooms, only the little boy filled with cum left obvious among the shambles of the orphanage.