Silvio Reed slumped in the chair, eyes vacant.
He never imagined he would face a day like this.
What is this?
He thought he had countless years ahead, with plenty of time to accomplish his goals.
Immortality makes one lazy.
Because when you can't die, time moves very slowly, very slowly.
Every day Silvio Reed indulged, repeated himself.
Always doing what he loved to do.
But now, suddenly someone has appeared to take everything that's his!
Silvio Reed couldn't accept it!
"You bunch of... backstabbing bastards!"
Bam!
He punched and shattered the table.
Letting the fine tea spill all over the floor.
His previous mood was completely gone.
"Would I sit and wait for death? No, I won't! Julius Reed, this is unfair! I will kill you, I will kill everyone!"
The blood in Silvio Reed's body seemed to boil!
Gurgling sounds erupted.
"Master Silvio..."
Saul King approached Silvio Reed, unsure of what to say, yet not daring to remain silent.
After all, this was his master.
