The plan worked like a charm.
The past week and a half was exhausting, but with effort, came reward.
All the acolytes participated in spreading the propaganda.
The goal was to make Liam sound as terrifying as possible.
It was funny how easy it was to do so when having 18,000 people at your disposal.
In a week and a half, both sides believed the Reaper to be some sort of invisible killer!
And with each Battle Station he wiped out, his infamy reached new levels.
Heck, as the days passed by, the number of Zeniths guarding the Battle Stations grew higher in number.
Their deaths only cemented his growing reputation.
Liam felt a pang of regret for letting all those bodies go to waste.
And there were so many of them!
But he had to. He had to leave behind evidence of his kills. They had to know.
No one was safe.
After a while, Liam had to take a different approach to the plan.
