MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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I went to port Nel before the sun was even up in the sky properly, and this time I wasted no time in chit-chatting.

I walked inside the building to the same asshole woman as yesterday, and the moment she saw me, she tried to run, only for her body to slam into the tiles. Blood poured out of the side of her head and slowly filled the cracks in the shiny floor, as her eyes stayed wide open and were staring at me. Maybe in another lifetime, it would haunt me. But she pissed me off yesterday.

I marched straight down to the basement, not slowing down even as I threw a grenade at the door, blowing them out of their hinges.

The pieces of concrete and metal flew in all directions as the gaping hole opened before me, and panic from the inside was evident. Screams and yells were hard to pinpoint in this panic, and especially through all the dust raising from the explosion, a thing couldn't be seen. Thank you Yoongi for leaving your bombs in your room.

I walked in with a heavy step, feeling someone's body stuck under the metal door that I had just walked over. It must have been their guards. The other one is alive, but he's missing a hand and is screaming in pain in the corner, which is honestly pissing me off.

Thinking how he should stop whining, I cut his head off in a single clean swipe, watching as his body thud down and the blood spluttered out of his headless neck.

As the workers were screaming in panic and were hiding under the desks, I marched on between the lines, down to the hall where I left the crocodile boots yesterday, only to be welcomed by a group of guys running out.

At least they all ran at me together, unlike yesterday, but that won't save them. I cut them down in seconds, although someone's bullet grazed me. It was barely a touch, but enough to feel the slight burning sensation. The worst thing is that it doesn't scare me that a bullet flew by my head and grazed my cheek. I didn't even flinch.

Leaving a carpet of bodies behind, I went down the horror hall, slaughtering every fucker that ran at me. They have a lot more people in today. Most likely because of me.

One guy tried to run at the sight of me, but I pinned him down to the wall, pushing my katana through his shoulder and into the wall, nailing him to it.

He screamed in pain, his yelping echoing down the old hall as a few lights flickered.

'Where is your boss?'

'TOP FLOOR! TOP FLOOR!' He screamed

'In the office?' I twist my katana

'YES!!!' He yells, his blood splurting out of the cut and his tears out of his eyes. 'Up there! Main office!! I swear!'

I pulled out the katana, patting him on the head. 'Thanks.'

He calmed down and was breathing heavily and erratically, horror still in his eyes. And the moment a bit of hope seeped through his eyes, I cut him in half and turned back.

I rushed back where I came from, finding not a soul in the basement. Not alive one anyway.

The building has 13 floors. I could run up there, but the fucker won't use the stairs. He will use the lift. So I will, too.

I pressed the elevator button and tapped my foot as I waited for it to come down, looking at the body of the woman still on the same place, just with more blood.

*ding*

The elevator opened, and 3 people who were in there jumped back when they saw me standing in front with a bloody sword in my hand.

The guy in there reached for his pocket, and just a simple glance and I could see it was a gun, so he ended up beheaded. Along with the two women in there.