The year of our lord 1710 - the phantom of a pirate, Captain Kimhan has only one goal in his life; to get back what's his and impose revenge on those who took it from him...
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The year of our lord 2023 - Porchay Kittisawat is waiting. He h...
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— fight I have to, fight I must
there's only so long without you that I can last
what if I told you I missed you truly?
and what if you heard it faithfully? —
Kim made it! Chay suddenly realised when he watched Richard Moore lose his composure right before him. Kim really made it. He travelled in time. It was like a new surge of energy enveloped him. He felt like he could do anything now. If Kim could find a way to master the Ruby Red so quickly, then Chay could handle this piece of trash in front of him. He could handle it. He was a pirate captain, after all. Chay was a pirate captain!
"I asked, where the fuck is he?! How did you help him? Answer me!"
"All right, matey, let me ask you a question. Are you stupid or you just like to pretend to be?" Chay asked, arching his eyebrow.
"Watch your filthy mouth when you are speaking to me, you little bastard!" Richard Moore took a couple of quick steps towards Chay, clearly ready to attack him. But Chay felt confident now when he knew that Kim was safe, hopefully safe. He pulled out his own sabre and pointed it right at the Richard's chest.
"Let's calm down, matey. Shall we? No need to be so snappy. How is it my fault that you have somehow lost my captain? Actually," Chay lowered his voice pressing the tip of the sabre deeper into Richard's chest. "I should be the one angry here. How come you have lost my captain?!"
"Yeah! How come you have lost our captain?!" Snail shouted, right from behind Chay.
Richard Moore scoffed, shaking his head, "I don't know what the hell are you all playing here, but you will get me that bastard Kim back or I'll go back for my son!"
"Your son?" Chay chuckled scornfully. "Pearl's not your son. He never will be. Do you really think that I'll let you even close to him again?"
"And how are you going to stop me?" Richard Moore laughed.
Chay swiftly flicked his wrist, the sabre moving up in his hand leaving a nasty cut on Richard's cheek. "I'll find a way to stop you. Too bad I can't kill you, but I want to leave this pleasure to Kim. I know he has been waiting years for this."
"That bastard has no reason to kill me!"
"Oh, just like you have no reason to kill him, then," Chay deadpaned.
"He is a pirate captain!" Richard Moore snapped.
Chay rolled his eyes, "blah blah blah. Kim is a much better man than you'll ever be. And I'll tell you right now... you'll never be able to kill him. No matter how much you try, so how about you leave this whole thing be before you embarrass yourself even more, hmm?"
