《Dys》1.12
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“So, I need you to plant this bad boys here, here, oh, over here, too, and… maybe I should buy a couple more” Wise contemplated as he scratched the back of his head.
“Three of these isn’t enough” He followed it up by picking his nose with his pinky finger.
It’s been a few days since we first met, and all I can say is, he’s very carefree. Or well, he’s too whimsical for his own good, I think. Not quite the regal individual that I imagined someone like him to be.
“Hold on, I need to go find that guy before he leaves with his wonderful merchandise. Be right back in a jiffy” He said that as he ran outside of the place that we were staying at.
I was now all cleaned up and with brand new clothes courtesy of Wise to go along with it. And a proper meal and bedding was so heavenly that I couldn’t contain my tears. Ah, what a delightful feeling a pillow gives when you sleep.
My hair was still long, though, and I don’t trust any barbers in this city where it was just one cut to the throat away from being dead. So, the next best thing that I have for a proper hair was a black plastic headband that Wise managed to scavenge inside his abyss of a bag.
I take care of my subordinates
Is what he said to me a few hours ago. It was nice, although I would have preferred if he didn’t follow it up with his unpredictable quirkiness.
“Ah, I almost forgot my cane” He kicked the door open and rushed back inside to get the symbol of his status, and then immediately went out again.
Now that I was a part of his ‘Pieces', all I need to do now was to get stronger and protect the King. And by strong, I mean rack up some points, and the easiest way to do that is to get yourself famous or by doing something that the system would classify as an achievement. It sounded easier when I say it, though, but when almost everyone around you is strong to the point of stupidity, then how strong do you need to get to protect someone else?
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I waited there for a few minutes until Wise came back all drenched, but he had this half-moon smile plastered across his face. He then tosses the remote explosives onto the bed without an ounce of gentleness.
A little bit of care was in need when handling such dangerous things, but I can’t reprimand my King. He must know what he’s doing.
“Do you think you could survive if I strap this things onto you?” He said that as he went over to his bag and took out a towel to wipe himself.
“I don’t… I don’t think so”
He… he must be finding other alternatives. That’s it. What if the plan suddenly fails and we get caught? Obviously we need to use a little leverage, and by that, I mean strapping the explosives onto me and using me as a… human… shield. Hmm…
“Ah, well, it was worth a shot” He shrugs.
“So, we’ll go with what we planned first, then. We’re going to demolish the city hall by destroying it’s pillars from underneath”
I would have rejected his idea because innocent people might get hurt even though it was an order from my King, but this place doesn’t deserve any mercy whatsoever. This place was a magnetic shit hole for the powerless and weak, and the hunting grounds of the underachievers and sadists. The garbage city were the damned and unwanted are thrown into. Hades' Black Anus of the North, Sunnydale.
“And we’re doing it tomorrow” He grinned. “Good luck in planting this bad boys, though”
“Why?”
“I already left a large note in front of the city hall of what we’re going to do tomorrow when I went out, so they’ve tightened the security around the place by a notch as of right now. You know, a whole lot of people patrolling and whatnot”
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“W-why can't you inform them after I placed the explosives… Wise?” In the first place, why did he did he have to inform them?
He looked at me as if the answer to my question was obvious. “I don’t want to go out and get wet anymore. Can't you see it’s pouring hard outside?”
…
Fuck.
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