《Feed the EGO》ch 10- First sign
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Mirik's POV-
When walrus mentioned the office man I could feel rage welling up inside my heart. It was the same with the butcher too. I just can't control my anger from childhood. I have tried different methods and even went to a psychologist for help but she just pissed me off more so I left the recovery program in between.
The interesting thing is even when I got angry the office man, who in actuality was my uncle never scolded me. being the guardian of our family I thought that it was his responsibility to stop us from bad habits. But he mostly remained silent and only stepped in when it was out of control.
"Hey! It's not my fault you know that right? I just did as I was told. I can tell you where I last met with the Garden official." he tried to negotiate.
What walrus didn't know was that negotiation time was over. I wasn't even listening to his words.
"Too late," I said while taking out the credit card from my wallet. I put the wallet back in my pocket and checked the credit card all around. Walrus looked confused.
"You don't need to give me money man. Just take me to the hospital and I will tell you about the place where I met with the official from Garden." he tried to look as friendly as possible. He knew his life was in my hand. But I had other plans.
"Do you know once I saw a woman use a credit card and crippled seven guys? Since that day I have always wondered how she did it. I won't brag but I found out how she did it in one day." I said while peering at the card in my hand.
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"What do you mean by cripple?" he asked worriedly. He was finally reading the atmosphere.
"Then one day I had a fight with some guys while playing cards. Maybe I have some bad luck with always getting involved in fights. But that day I applied the technique I learned and cut the table we were playing in half. The joker card I used got destroyed in the end. But don't worry the only joker getting destroyed tonight is you." I said with a reassuring smile. Reassuring him of his doom.
Walrus finally got what I was trying to convey and started crawling away from me. I kind of knew his plan. He was trying to get to the main street thinking that some eyes might stop me.
"It's funny that now you really are moving like a walrus does on land. Hahahaha....yeah, it didn't make sense. Now I'm angrier." I said while walking toward him.
"Please have mercy!" he pleaded.
I ignored him and grabbed his broken leg and swiped his knee joint from behind with my credit card. Walrus looked shocked. It was too quick and it was humanly impossible to do what had been done to his leg. I dismembered his leg from his knee joint. The pain came to him a bit late. He started screaming like a madman.
I slapped him which made him look at me like I was some monster. I grabbed his hand and tucked it under my neck like a violin.
"Please leave me! I will give you this chain. I found it in the office man. I kept it instead of submitting it to the Garden. You can have it." he gave me the chain with his free hand. I held the chain and could immediately tell that it was my uncle's chain. He had told me that I deserved this chain as it belonged to the strongest member of the family. Reminiscing this made me angrier.
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(chain - necklace)
"Get ready for my piece" I said while putting the card in his hand like a violin's bow. Walrus lost his mind and tried to pry his hand away from me. But the earlier show of his ultimate spirit skill had left him without any juice.
My hand slowly began to move. The musical piece had finally started.
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