The room was filled with ice as the sun was shining through the window the whole room glowed. It was a beautiful scenery.
James was feeling Alex's body while punching him.
Adam desperately bashed his head against the cold surface of the ice, trying to break free.
James looked at Adam smiled and began punching Alex harder. Each punch held enough force to remove some of the ice on Alex.
Alex's head moved back and forth from the punches, providing no resistance as he was almost unconscious.
Adam looked at Alex worriedly and tried to speed up. "Fuck you, James! If you have the guts, try that on me!" Adam said, trying to get James to stop.
*Fuck, I have to do something,* Adam thought as he frantically kept smashing his head. Blood began to drip from his forehead as his head was getting injured from the constant hitting.
With one final scream, Adam smashed his head with full force, shattering the ice on impact. Adam was brimming with anger, but his mind was calm. He moved back to avoid getting frozen again.
James, finally getting annoyed with Adam escaping again and again, screamed at him, "Why can't you just stay still and die? Fine, you want attention; I'll give it to you!"
Using his speed, Adam was running around the room, making sure he didn't get frozen, using the ice as platforms he launched himself toward James.
James created ice spikes right below him that pierced his chest, but the momentum was enough to still carry him forward.
Adam opened his legs and wrapped them around James's neck. *I got you,* Adam thought, holding him in a choke.
But James was stronger. Using his strength, he stopped Adam and slammed him onto the ground.
Adam winced in pain as his grip weakened, enough for James to break free. "This time, I ain't freezing you. You're just better off dead," James said, forming a large ice spear.
"Yeah, you know, you're as stupid as your dad. By the way, we forgot to tell you—we killed him," Adam said, laughing.
"What do you mean?" James asked, stopping the spear just above Adam's head.
"We killed your dad. Why do you think we suddenly attacked you?" Adam said, looking James in the eyes to show he wasn't bluffing.
James was thrown into a panic. *Wait, no way. He had like 100 guards… but he didn't come home at night. He hasn't even called me…*
While James was lost in thought, Adam kicked him in the balls with full strength.
"You know, they call me Dick-Biter because why hit somewhere else when you can get them down with one blow," Adam said, getting up as James made a squeaking sound before collapsing.
"Fuck you," James said, trying to get up again, but Adam kept hitting his balls over and over.
James was in so much pain he couldn't even conjure ice anymore. His eyes rolled back as he passed out from the continuous hits.
After making sure he was actually passed out, Adam made his way to Alex, help him get freed from the ice.
"Alex, you alright?" Adam said, lightly slapping Alex, trying to wake him up.
As Alex finally regained consciousness, he slowly opened his eyes, checking if James was still around him.
But when he saw Adam, his eyes lit up. "Did you beat him?" Alex asked excitedly.
"Yup, i beat him, now I'm definitely the stronger one between us two," Adam said, exhaling proudly.
"Nah, that's because of your skill," Alex said, punching his stomach.
"Well, how the fuck did you even beat 78 people without getting stronger? And why are your stats ass?" Adam mocked.
"Well, well, when I started, there weren't many players, so most were normal people," Alex said, looking away, realizing Adam was kind of right.
Adam finally got up and started looking around the house. "Where are you going?" Alex asked, also getting up.
"Trying to find the stuff we brought," Adam said, focused on finding the bags.
"You're still gonna do that stupid plan? We almost got killed because of that," Alex said, also helping with the search.
"You know why you're weak, Alex? Because you lack anger. This guy almost ruined your sister's life and caused her so much pain, and your blood doesn't even boil when you see him. I would have absolutely torn him down if he'd done something like that to Clare," Adam said, with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
Alex went quiet. He didn't know how to respond to that. He just continued the search, acting as if he never heard it. Finally, Alex found the bags behind tgr chair.
Alex wanted to tell Adam, but he just didn't. *Adam is going out of his way to help my sister while I never did anything,* Alex thought, ashamed of himself.
*He's right. I'm not weak because of stats or skills. It's because of my mindset. I forgive people too easily. What good will forgiving them do? These people never learn. They'll keep ruining lives. Adam is right—I have to teach them a lesson,* Alex thought, grabbing the bags.
He took out a rope and tied James's hands and feet. "Adam, I found it!" he yelled, calling Adam back.
Adam excitedly made his way to him. "You getting started without me?"
"No, just making the preparations. Tying rope with one hand is difficult, so I did it for you. So what're you gonna do?" Alex asked, handing him the bags.
"Ohhh, just wait and see. I'm a master at torture. I want to try so many things," Adam said, a wide smile appearing on his face.
"You know, I still can't understand how you can be kind one second and sadistic the next," Alex said, creeped out by Adam.
"Well, I don't even know why I enjoy torture now. Probably because I have Jacob's memories, so maybe you're right—I'm two different people," Adam said, taking out items from the bag.
Adam took out one of the blades and slashed down James's pants.
"WTF are you doing? Nahhh, I don't swing that way," Alex said, trying to stop Adam.
"No, I'm not gay either. Just watch and see," Adam said, finally using the blade to precisely slice off his dick.
Blood began to leak as the blade sliced through James's skin.
"Bro, you're crazy. If you wanna kill him, just slice off his neck," Alex said, looking away, disgusted.
"Who said I was gonna kill him? Like I said, I'm gonna make him feel the humiliation and pain Ava did," Adam said proudly.
Alex might have respected Adam if he just believed in his words, but the expression on Adam's face showed pure delight.
"You know, your obsession with dicks is just not healthy," Alex said, getting up and going to the other room as he was feeling uncomfortable.
Adam, not paying attention, finally severed James's dick perfectly. *I'm an artist—just look at that perfect cut,* he thought. He then cut a piece of cloth and covered the wound to stop the bleeding.
James was starting to wake up, feeling a stinging sensation near his crotch area.
As James's eyes twitched, Adam quickly stuffed his mouth with his own dick while laughing like a madman.
"Do you enjoy your own taste? How does it feel?" James's eyes widened as he choked on his own flesh. His eyes became teary from all the pain and humiliation.
Then Adam put oil on the blade and inserted it into James's anus. James tried to scream, roll away, and attack, but nothing worked as the blade tore through his insides, blood flowing out like a river.
"Looks like you just lost your virginity," Adam said, rolling on the floor laughing.
"Don't worry we'll continue. Looks like you're enjoying this. we're just getting started with this fetish torture," Adam said, looking James in the eyes.
James's eyes twitched with fear, realizing this wasn't going to end soon. For the first time in his life, he wished someone would kill him.