𝘽𝙉𝙃𝘼 𝙓 𝘽𝙎𝘿 -----------------------------------------------------
➸𝙄𝙣 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨, 𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪
➸A REALITY IN WHICH
a suicidal girl strives to become hero
right after she associated with the villains.
How ironic.
»vari...
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"My unhappiness stemmed entirely from my own vices, and I had no way of fighting anybody." ———————————————————————
'Is it really necessary to kill an old man when he's already on his death bed? (Y/N) sure thought it was highly unnecessary. The old man was already bound to die anytime soon anyway. Just by killing him seemed useless and annoying. Annoying because of the mess that is caused right after.
Not to far away, (Y/N)'s eyes watched as Mori's knife inched closer towards the old man. The old man being the port mafia's leader.
Mori had a sadistic grin on his face that never faltered. His eyes sparkled in delight as he watched the old man struggling to form words.
"How are you feeling, boss?"
Mori's voice was strangely calm despite the look he had on his face. He kept teasingly pulling back the knife and putting it back towards the leaders neck like it was some kind of toy.
"Doctor...tell the executives to murder them all..." The old man struggled to speak, his throat unbelievable dry. Even though his body was slowly failing him, his mind wouldn't let him rest just yet.
"Murder them all. The opposing organizations, the military police, everyone who opposes the Port Mafia, by sundown." He croaked out.
"That's not a rational course of action." Mori stated monotonously.
"I don't care how many men we lose." The leaders pupils dilated as his eyes were opened wide.
"Kill them."
"Just kill them."
"Kill them all."
"Kill them."
"Kill them."
The phrase kept repeating over and over. The man somehow not even stumbling over his words. He seemed to be in shock. Mori took this as an indicator to slowly press the knife against his pale, veiny, neck.
"Understood, Boss."
With a swift slice, blood leaked out like a spewing waterfall. The old man's life oozed out in a bright red river and splattered on the wallpaper covered walls.
The crimson fluid slowly dripped down the wall, leaving behind a nasty red trail. The sight was awfully disgusting and gory. But it was worse once looking at the old man who is now the previous leader.
