21 Chapter 21 (2/2)
But now everything's changed. Time for some payback! HAHAHA!
”NOOOOOOO!”
”PLEASE STOP!”
”I can't take it anymore!” moans of agony reverberated inside the facility.
There were more than a hundred men who were sprawled on the floors with a line of men behind each one of them.
HAHAHA! I laughed out loud and rejoiced at what I saw.
I never thought that I'd live to see this day when all those who had hurt and spat on me in the past would lie helplessly before me.
”I could take all of you out here and give you a fresh start at life.” I tuned the noise down from the screen that materialized within the room.
There were now 21 people inside. An addition was brought up after my command on the prison bots that maintained the place up.
Joey, my first kill in the past. He was young just like me. 18 or perhaps even younger than that.
The government wasn't really all that keen on protecting the rights of the poor. They'd have them all slaughtered if it give them money to do so.
But alas, thank you for the small blessings as they had to keep up with the appearance of noble leaders.
A façade that everybody knew were thin paper walls of deceit. If they had shred that last morsel of decency within them,
then I believe that I would not have lived up to my ripe 90 years of life and had this chance at salvation. HAHAHA!
”We will follow you, Sir!” was the combined affirmation I heard. They never doubted my power because their eyes were still glued at the large screen behind me.
Every man in the lineup sported the same blank faces in their spot during the gang bang of my foes. And after all they witnessed, my former blockmates regarded me entirely as not human.
A weaver of tales and magic. An exalted evolver. HAHAHA!
I brought them out and left a billion universal credits to their names when we parted.
And after this, our fates will no longer be tangled together again as their lives and deaths concerned me no more.
Let them make their own path and I shall also create mine. The debt has been paid. I smiled as I walked back to whence I came.
”Where to, Sir?” a mechanical voice queried.