I walk out of the hospital and tell the Ladies of the Temple to go to where we are staying, and I will be back as I need to save a woman who is about to suffer significantly from the one she loved dearly. I am going to be pissed, so I may need them to embrace me after I come back. They smile as they can see that whoever can piss off their god is going to meet a fate worse than death.
I focus my mind and see her bathroom. She isn't home yet, so I teleport to her bathroom. As I enter the bathroom, she opens the front door to her home and walks in. She sees her husband with a group of men who don't look like friendly people. But she walks in, and her husband looks away as the guy with neck tattoos and sunglasses indoors talks about a poser.
"You must be this loser's wife; it's a shame that you married him."
Said the guy as he and his friends began to walk towards her. She slowly backed away as the front door opened, and a group of men entered the house. She was surrounded on both sides, and she started to run to the hallway as she could tell what they wanted, but one of the guys was faster and blocked the hallway.
"Now, don't be like that. Why don't you and us get to know each other? After all, your husband sold you to us, and he has racked up a lot of debt from us, most of it in your name. We are talking about $750,000.00, and it's all legal, so it's best to try and do as we say. After all, you don't want to live on the streets whoring yourself out to the normal people. It would be best if you whored yourself out to the rich, would it not."
"Dear! Is what he said true did you sell me, and what did you do with so much money!"
Her husband dared not speak to her and could only say sorry in a low voice like a coward. He is selling his wife to pay off the debt he used to betray her.
"Your husband had taken a fancy to one of our more pricey girls, and well, we have many forms of business other than keeping whores. We also do loans. You can see what he did from that then; now, my men will test the new girl out so we can get a price for you."
He said with a creepy smile as he licked his lips. Hanako's husband tried to get up to leave, but the guy punched him in the stomach and spoke up.
"You will stay and watch as we fuck your wife; after all, I do enjoy making a husband watch while his wife moans and begs for more."
I want to rip the flesh off this fake male.
Three men began to walk towards her, and the man behind her grabbed her arms. She screamed for her husband to help her, and he just looked away, biting his lip. This act of cowardice shattered her heart as one of the men was about to hit her to shut up. She closed her eyes, waiting for the hit to land, but then a loud whooshing sound made her open her eyes to see the necklace I gave her floating in front of her as the four men flew in different directions.
The one behind her was sent down the hallway, slamming into a door and getting knocked out. Another one was thrown over the dining room table, slamming into an antic dish-holding cabinet and getting cut up by glass. One was sent into the kitchen, hitting the refrigerator and leaving a huge dent. The last one was sent into a group of men, making them moan and cry out in pain from the impact.
Hanako looked at the necklace and held out her hands, holding it as my face flashed in her mind. She smiled. She thought that if she ever saw me again, Hanako would not hold back and act on how she felt. Her husband isn't worthy of her love anymore.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!"
Yelled the sack of shit.
"Wait one moment, I am pissing."
I spoke in a loud voice as the sound of pissing echoed out through the house. No one could move like a force was holding them in place, but Hanako knew this voice. I flushed the toilet, turned the water on, and washed my hands. I grabbed a towel and walked out of the bathroom. Hanako sees me and smiles a warm smile. I wink at her, making her blush.
I walk over to Hanako and kiss her, making her body weaken. As she leans into my chest, she wraps her arms around me, and her husband looks shocked. The gangster was about to speak, and I didn't want to hear him, so I made his mouth disappear. This freaky event shocked everyone in the room. They looked at him, and his mouth was gone.
Hanako looks at me and begins to speak.
"Mr. Rockefeller, who are you? What are you?"
I smile and move my hand down to her ass, squeezing her cheeks and making her moan before I speak.
"I will explain it to you once we make it to a bed, my dear Hanako."
She blushes and nods as he asks her to sleep with him, and she is happy.
"YOU CHEATED ON ME HANAKO!"
I looked at her husband, soon-to-be ex-husband, and my eyes narrowed. He sees me looking at him, and he begins to piss himself as he can see the hatred in my eyes like thick dark water spreading over to him, trying to drown him.
"She never cheated on you, worm. Not that I didn't tempt her, she had a deep love for you, and you couldn't even keep your dick in your pants. It may sound hypocritical, but I never lied to my women and told them I only love them and no other women. Saying that they are the only ones I need in my life and going behind their backs fucking a whore just because she turns you on."
Hanako looks down, saddened by the betrayal, as I lift her chin and kiss her. I turn and walk over to her husband, grabbing him by his hair and picking him up, making him scream as he feels his hair follicles ripping out. I make a paper appear, make a stamp appear, and speak.
"Stamp your seal on this divorce paper and set her free to love someone else, or I will kill you to free her. The only reason I am doing this way first is she wouldn't want me to kill you as she still has memories of the good times. So do one right thing for all those fucked up times and give her the freedom she deserves, and I won't kill you."
He looks at me angrily, and I chuckle as I slap him, making him spit out some teeth. Then I backhand him, making him spit more out before he starts to cry and takes the seal and stamps it on the spot he needs to. I throw him against the wall, making him moan in pain, as I turn to Hanako and walk to her.
"Once you stamp this, you will be free to find happiness with me. I can't promise you that I won't sleep with other women or love them; as you have seen, my lust and love for others is pretty damn strong."
She looks at the paper and then at me; all she can see in my eyes is genuine care for her. She knows Mr. Rockefeller has saved her from a fate that would be worse than death for women. He has done it out of love, or at least his form of love; she could see that. She takes the paper, pulls out her stamp from her purse, and stamps it back to me. I work on my ability to make it legally binding as I kiss her. I turn to the gangsters and begin to walk over to them.
They can't move and are too scared to speak. I put the guy's mouth back on, and he begs.
"I won't bother her an-"
I punch him in the gut, making him throw up and fall to the floor as blood starts to come up. I ruptured his stomach with that punch. I heal it after a while, as I don't want him to die just yet. Men like him need to be slowly killed, making it the most painful it can be for the pain of breaking up loving families and relationships. People like him are worse than killers but aren't at the level of serial killers unless they have done it multiple times.
"I beg you, have mercy; I am just doing what I was ordered."
I haven't been in Japan for more than five hours, and I am reminded why I think so lowly of Japanese men—well, all men but my kind. The order of this world is me and my women, all other women, white men, and lastly, all other men. That's how it should be, in my eyes, at least. But my apostles will be above all other women; of course, I will take them from my kind.
"I never liked you Japanese males; you only have two settings because of your society—ruthless monsters or cowards, nothing else. You have no range, no style, and frankly, nothing a male should have. I cry for the women of this land to have men like they have, but don't worry, I plan to change that."
I kick him across the floor, and he slams into the wall, making a loud thump before spitting out blood.
"Who ordered you to come after her?"
I know the answer, but I want him to betray his group. I want him to break what he holds dearly, his word to his brothers, not to betray them. I walk over to him while he fights with himself not to tell me as I grab one of his arms, digging my fingers into his flesh and pulling off all his skin and muscles, only leaving the bone. He lets out a deathly scream as his men throw up at the site of his bony arms.
"Tell me our your pain will be everlasting."
As I healed his arm, he stopped screaming but wanted to bite his tongue off, for I punched him in the face, knocking out all of his teeth. He swallows some but spits out most of them onto the floor with a massive amount of blood.
"Do you think I would let you kill yourself? We have so much playtime left that it would be a shame to end it so soon. I mean, how many women did you break? How many families did you destroy to feed your weak ego? The only people that go after taking women are those that are worthless and haven't anything to offer humanity as they are just fragile fake men."
I stomp on his shin, snapping the bones and making him scream as he tries to crawl backward away from me as I step on the other one. He violently shakes and screams from the pain. He starts to cry with snot and blood coming out of his nose.
"Why are you crying? You like to give pain, but now you are crying when pain is given to you. Make it make sense to me if you can't take it. It would be best if you didn't dish it out, I mean that's what my father raised me to belive. What did your father teach you? Oh, that's right to be a lesser man."
"FUCK YOU!"
He screamed in a broken voice, barely able to say it as I broke out in laughter.
"You should have been ready for something like this. But don't worry, we have all the time I need to teach you the price for being a fake man."
He pisses himself as he looked into my eyes.