3rd person POV:
Enjoying some burgers, Marcus began discussing the game plan.
Marcus: So do you want to go straight to Anna now?
(Y/n): Nah. Let's beat up one more general or whatever these guys are called this time.
Marcus: It's not like they can beat you.
(Y/n): Yeah, but it's funny to see them try. And even funnier to see them fail.
Marcus: Fine, one more. Then we go straight to Anna and get this shit over with.
(Y/n): What's the rush?
Marcus: I'm highly concerned about the mental state of my girlfriend who seems to be going down a dark path.
(Y/n): Quite being concerned! Once she's in the hospital all will end well.
Marcus: Doing that, still leaves the problem of the world going through a second great depression.
(Y/n): The world isn't going to get depressed.
Marcus:(sigh) whatever.
(Y/n): Tch. Listen here. I have a plan for all of this.
Marcus: A plan? What kind?
(Y/n): You see...
The Hellspawn explains his plan.
Marcus:!?
Marcus: I don't know how... But you somehow made the second great depression sound like the better option.
(Y/n):(evil chuckle)
(Opening theme)
The three arrived at a somehow familiar gym with a long line of people wanting to enter.
(Y/n):....
(Y/n): Have we been here before?
Marcus: Yeah. This was the place where one of the old Gin generals used to work in.
(Y/n): Which one was that?
Marcus: It was the skinny gal.
(Y/n): Hmm.....
Marcus: The extremely flexible one, that dislocated her limbs to fight.
(Y/n): Ah, yeah. Whatever happened to her.
Marcus: I think-
(Y/n): I was joking, I don't care.
John: Bah!
(Y/n): Exactly.
Marcus: What does "Bah" mean?
(Y/n): How the hell should I know.
Marcus: But you still agree with it?
(Y/n): I don't need to understand something to agree with it.
Marcus:... Whatever.
Marcus: Trying to understand your logic is as hard as rocket science.
Cutting into the front of the line, they enter the gym despite the people in the line's dissatisfaction.
(Y/n): So who am I up against now?
Marcus: Gerald the champion.
(Y/n): Is that him?
YOU ARE READING
The Brutal Life Of A Delinquent
ActionOnce upon a time, in a city, was born a boy. This boy grew up to be a delinquent. Without mercy, he would beat up anyone who annoyed him. Men... Women... Children... Animals... Nature... Technology... None were safe from his wrath. His school has st...
