"This is insane, Vel!" I shout at the top of my voice, "We had a deal, you scumbag!"
As I glare at him with bloodshot eyes, he merely chuckles with a sly grin and answers devoid of emotion, "Oh? To think you would actually believe me... I'm surprised."
Then his face loses his smile and transforms into that of a mannequin's, "Grade, the International criminal, reduced to a pile of garbage... how utterly ridiculous."
"You trusted me? HAHAHA....! ME?!" Velenort laughed wildly, "Let me clearly verify this Grade." His voice turned sour, "I picked you up. You're my toy. Now that your value has shot up and you might rebel, how about you pay me back?"
Speechless and dumbfounded I stare at him without blinking. My heart thumps vigorously... pay him back?
So after constraining me with chains; stabbing me with these blunt kitchen knives and plucking my left eyeball out... you call this fun?! I'm just your play thing....!???
Urgh.... I cough up bright red blood... weary and barely breathing...
"Surprised? Really now... all you have to do here is die. Your usefulness ends even in death, you know?" He smiles wryly. "Your dead body is worth more than you being captured after all so..."
That was all. A gunshot to the head and I was dead. The great me... dead by my owner??! Bullshit! This is not how I accept my death!!! Don't joke with me....!
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Everyday, I Fight!
FantasyOn Earth, Grade was an orphan and a delinquent, until he was murdered... "If only I was normal... ordinary...... I don't want to be noticable. How I wish I had... another...... c-chance!" When he wakes up, all seems to be a dream until he realizes s...
