Chapter 20 - The return

  The morning had past and so had the afternoon, the time for Adonis to pay was upon him and there was nothing saving his soul from the embrace of my divine salvation. A being like him was a mere dirt who only made the world a questionable place. My kind of salvation was of two types. I either did it for a person or I did it for the world. In my creed, Mother earth was not a dustbin and some humans had to leave for my axioms to hold true. Done with acting a delivery man, I put on my best shirts and jean trousers and scented my self with a popular luxury perfume. I wore my horse skin leather jacket and gently placed my tools of salvation in it's inner pocket. I picked up my wallet and headed out of the hotel room.