It was a busy morning in the small village of Kurapika-ville.
The reason why is that Cillian was getting executed publicly (impalement) for pedophilia and raping random dogs.
"Please don't kill me lol" he sobbed at the indifferent guard holding himself against the dungeon tower's doorframe.
"Yeaahhh, no. You're not getting outta this one 🤠" he laughed, lightly kicking the distraught boy now kneeling over in pain.
"Not epic poggers moment :'(" screamed Cillian, now clutching onto the guard's leg.
"Can you not??" the guard sighed as he gently shook Cillian off.
"P-Please, I can't help it anymore-!! I just need someone to talk to...Anyone...!!" he sobbed, pulling the guard down and clutching on to him more.
"Umm, yeah. Before the execution thing starts, we might have to get a little therapy session—" the guard laughed nervously, now tugging at his legs for freedom, reaching the door.
"C-Can you stay with me...?" Cillian stammered, looking up hopefully.
"Yeah sure lol" said the guard, sitting next to him on the cold stone ground. "I'm David by the way, and I'm still underpaid, you're... Cillian? Didn't you rape dogs or some shit like that?" he said.
"I-I...that was an accident—!!" stuttered Cillian, now extremely flustered.
David smirked. "It happened ninety-three times according to my statistics?"
*Silence*
"I-"
