Cover story 57: Investment
"Today fell my mentor, he who taught me what it meant to be a king. He saw in me what no golden age of history could ever teach, something I can't even recite but no matter I today will mark the end of his chapter in life and the start of mine. Because true work is leaving earthly attachments, in honor of my mentor I will never leave him, he gave me many reasons to not, and so today is a new day A NEW AGE", a speech so modest he said.
And yet so vague you almost get motivated
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(It was out of line but a last ditch attempt to really make him feel a loss for once, I didn't care however I did it the sadder he was the happier I turned out being).
I stood there having thrown the money on the ground and as the faucet started overflowing, I remembered what I had done just a few days prior. Peoples bodies were piled up on the ground but to make Malfonz more lonely I wanted to make it so that he was the only residence here whatever it took to get there. One by one I made it here where I stood right in front of the door that would lead me face to face with that ugly bastard. YOU NEVER MESS WITH ME, I WAS BORN TO BE KING AND I'M TAKING DOWN YOUR PEOPLE IF I HAVE TOO, I thought to myself.
The money meant nothing beneath my feet spread around the ground, I wanted this apartment ruined a house of haunted memories, I was tired I wanted this over with and I'd place a special place in hell even to get there. I would reincarnate and ruin my future life if I have too. I couldn't just yet scare him by assassinating his crew, they're braindead, fed like animals, I needed their screams to be heard as he stood there face to face because that's creepy enough having to hear a gurgling sound in pain screeching. I heard steps coming up here and as two syringes were thrown down destroyed, one his vaccine, the other an empty syringe I found at my home, of no use I wanted to show him his biggest weakness was being unable to expect and fix what he didn't plan for. And then the last man was me, the one who won again ... permanently.
"What did you do Neova", said Malfonz as soon as he entered the room. Searching not for his vaccine but for the people he could hear screeching down there. Even after all those lessons he still treated lesser beings as lesser than him. Trapped behind metal cages only ready for ambush, both people were bad still.
"Why ask what I am here for, look for your comrades man, they have been screaming oonga boonga all day long", said Neova as a gas leak could be smelled from the room below. Slaves being treated like cattle.
"WHAT DID YOU DO NEOVA", said Malfonz holding Neova by the shirt, as the room started creaking but couldn't quiet down the silence of loss. His loss.
"Don't be arrogant, I COULD HEAR YOU FINE, I just ended the game", said Neova as he kicked Malfonz in the knee making him stumble a few steps back, throwing the broken shards of the vaccine.
"How di", but before he could finish, Neova said "your cabinets are always open you know, and your walls always smelled of rotten fish but my nose got used to it, anymore questions", all Malfonz could do is run away. Neova booby trapped the house and as he pulled on a small string pulling down the already slintered and broken down door Malfonz at a loss from what he should do reverts back into a pray scared and actions of cowardice.
"You can run away, I will find you, change name I will find you, reborn again, I can find you again, the only again I will never be able to find is when you see the sky, and if you are who you say you are, you are the most pitiful representation of it that even a mere man can defeat you remember that", Neova says as he pushes Malfonz to the ground, close to the creaking wood rubbing his knee to the ground. "SAY MY NAME", he said screaming, "A Atanus NEova - p please let me go", he said cowaring. A faint cry, but nothing could be heard no tears could be seen by Malfonz.
"Say your not him, your not the sky", said Neova while pushing Malfonz to the ground.
"Let go of me please", said Malfonz while squirming to get up, as a surge of warmth able to burn leather was released from his skin, but Neova didn't notice, he has felt blows able to shatter bones in necks more than once but never even once came close to tasting the warmth of lady deaths fingers.
"This isn't OVA", said Neova remembering the woods and remembering his how pitiful he was.
As the narrator of this story. Their story was simply twisted fantasies, playing again and again, what was the lesson. They could never kill each other but through their actions did more harm than justice. They were never natural enemies, they were never meant to cross paths, they were supposed to fight a hero, lose and then repeat, how did this come to this.
As the people near Malfonz's building disappeared and ran safe and distanced from the fight, more people outside were becoming afraid of the crossfire, than anything that vaccine hadn't accomplished. They were monsters, unchanging in the wind.
"I can't be arrogant anymore, you must die, be sent to an eternal prison where there are sunshine and rainbows, you twisted arrogant dumpster of a man, why was it MEE YOU CHOSE TO RUIN THE LIFE OF, I CAN'T SEE MY FAMILY BECAUSE OF YOU YOU PIECE OF SH-", Fin.