Son Hyunjoo is at the top of the chain, but Lee Heeseung and his council defines it.
When the richest of the richest control the anarchic South Korea. Being the master of monopoly became the main game.
Anobyss University: A boarding school for the y...
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"Get your daggers all sharp, we got some heads to display at the central school square." Red says with a cryptic smile. He walked out of the control room, only to be followed by the others. His eyes reflect the red lights that were spinning around its confinement as he looks directly at the razor-sharp dagger in his hands.
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After ordering the ByssBots to repair Hyunjoo's lock, Red couldn't think of anything but scaring her off again. Indeed, he liked the way her face contorted into this pathetically hopeless gal towards him, in all his glory.
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Hyunjoo gave him satisfaction and an ego boost like none other. It was his first time to be proud of his own destructive doing.
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His fingers lightly graze along the gritty length of the toothed dagger, the sensation leaving a tender tug to his spine and a clench of the stomach.
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The sun is starting to dawn already, they don't have much time left until school officially starts later. For now, five BYSSALS lurk in the dark, hidden and preying on anyone they'll see.
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"For now, let's try to eliminate some students so by dusk, we'll be able to lift Level Parsaic. Only then will the real game start." He instructs the veiled people behind him.
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He was the only one who did not wear the purple veil and black mask, for he loved the fact that most hidden spectators of the killing tonight will see that he joined today for the bloodbath.
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He can hear the gossip going around from the future, and oh will he be pleased with the petrified faces he'll see once he shows himself tomorrow to announce something too.
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"Tch! It sucks that Kun and Ocelot won't be joining us today. I like the way they dismember and gut bodies, faaar better than lil' Enmascare here. I don't even know why you appointed him to dissect the traitors, Red!" Ferno exclaims.
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"He doesn't know a thing about true torture. Heart and lungs first, then stomach. Chop the brain into a mush. Eyes and tongue should be the last ones." The ever-so-nefarious boy rolls his eyes before pointing his dagger towards Enmascare's face.
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The short tempered Enmascare, on the other hand, was irritated at Ferno. There was always a hidden rivalry between the two most skilled killers of BYSSALS. Everyone refused to discuss this topic for obvious reasons.
