"Okay then. That's sweet." Mechna drummed her hands on her thighs.
"I'll schedule a flight into the Grand Nok airport tomorrow evening at eight pm. We'll fly you there, and then I'll have my lawyer friend draft up an employment contract. That sound good?" Mechna asked
John nodded
Mechna smiled
"This is going to be super cool. Also. Bye."
Mechna did a cute queen wave. And then, with a flash of red light, she was gone.
John sat there. He was gobsmacked. Positively flabbergasted. He was disproportionately discombobulated. The impossibility of this possibility that had just become a powerful part of John's place was unplaceable.
Or, to put it simply.
John could barely comprehend what was happening.
This shouldn't have been possible.
John took a deep breath.
He pulled his phone out of his Pocket. And opened the calendar app. He blocked out eight pm tomorrow, which happened to be Thursday. John hadn't known that before.
Leave to get billion dollar salary for being a fatass.
John smiled. That's right. This was insane. There was no point in denying it. This was absolutely crazy.
But it was a good thing. So there was no need to think about it.
John stood up. There was a small smile on his face.
I should take a walk around and enjoy the sights.
Since John had invested the stat points he got from the help others skill into the cardiovascular stat. So now he could walk around without sweating really hard or breathing super heavily. It was incredible.
John walked through the roads of the graveyard. There was a small smile on his face and a slight bit of happiness in his eyes. This is the first time John had smiled in weeks.
"YIP!"
"YIP!"
Neptune and Noas started to play, too. They would leap over each other and send bursts of fire and frost into the air that would cancel each other out.
Things may change if a great enough monument was made. If a strong enough impact was made by ______'s death. Maybe then the death would be worth a life. The sins would be cancelled out.
Then everything would be perfect.....
As John walked through the graveyard, he saw a familiar face. A woman with deep black hair. She had a small button nose and eyes that shined with a kind of intelligence that couldn't be imitated. She wore clothes many times more fancy than when John had seen her last. And she had a bouquet of flowers in her hands.
John kept on walking.
That was a being. One that he had felt a connection for during the time he had known it. The connection was like a rope. Thick and tying them together. But John knew for a man like him.
Ropes were only nooses.
It would be wrapped around her throat. And she would be dragged behind John. She wouldn't even realize it as Her skin was scrapped off and her face was turned blue until the moment that her light flickered out.
All because she was tied to a monster.
John kept on walking.
"HEY!"
John kept on walking.
"HEY! JOHN!"
The sound of feet slamming into pavement echoed through John's ears. He just kept on moving.
John felt a slight sting on his back.
He shouldn't have. He really shouldn't have.
Hurting another would be the only reality.
But despite that.
John turned around.
Standing behind John with a look of irate irritation on her face was Maya. She held a taser in her hands that was Jammed into John's side.
"Why'd you leave? Are you okay?"
The difference between John when she had met him and now was staggering.
He had grown a greasy knotted beard, and there were circles around his eyes that were so dark that they almost looked painted on. On top of that his eyes had taken on a red hue. He had the eyes of someone who had just suffered from a bout of tears. Perpetually.
John looked at Maya.
There it was again. The concrete block in his throat.
"I...…."
John paused for what felt like an eternity. His thoughts bent into a different shape.
I need to Find A Way to
Murderer! Murderer! Murderer! Murderer! Murderer! Murderer! Murderer!
CUT THE ROPE!
HALT THE END
Save the life from the sinners hands
Create Hate from love!
SAVE THEM FROM THE ONE ABOVE!
CUT IT.
CUT THE ROPE!
John's face twisted into a look seething with such thick hatred that he barely looked human.
"It's because I hate you! Who could ever want to be around a woman who would sell her body!?!?!?! YOU THINK I DIDN'T KNOW THAT THAT SIGN MEANT! Why would I associate myself with a slut like YOU!!!!!!!" John bellowed
Maya looked at John. There wasn't an expression of either pain or joy on her face. Only a numb look.
"Sure thing." Maya grunted. "But if that's true. How come I only see hate on your face? Why isn't there any in your eyes?" Maya asked
John looked down at Maya. She was small. So small.
John could end her life with just a weak slap.
Murderer
Murderer
Murderer
Murderer
Murderer
Murderer
Murderer
Murderer
Murderer
Murderer
Murderer
John looked at Maya. Then he turned around and walked away.
First there was silence. All John heard was the sound of his footsteps and soft blowing of the wind.
"Hhhhh. HHhhhhhh."
And then there were sobs.
"Even if you are going through something. Even if you treat me like that. All I can say is thank you. You saved me. If not for you. If not for you. I would have….. I would have had to sacrfice something precious. Thank you."
And then John was out of earshot. A puddle of tears were left behind him. The pain was great.
The thorns. They dug deep.
John looked up at the falling sun.
I think soon I will sleep.
This laborious life. Digging the grave just to try.
All hope Is just a lie.
Behind John was a puddle of tears and stabbing into John was thorns.
Ahead of him was darkness.
I think Soon I will sleep