159 Chapter 159

"The familiar sound of anger and despair... what a refreshing tune to hear for a change." i commented amidst the raging fool and his creative collection of curses.

In response to the noise that abounded around us, i had nothing but a pleasant smile and an eerie ultimatum to give upon the sorry excuse of a man before me.

"Be mindful of these last moments, mortal. For you shan't have long to stay in these lands." i said softly but had gotten no thanks for my sagacious advice.

"DAMN YOU! COME HERE AND I WILL FUCKING CRUSH EVERY LITTLE BONE ON YOUR BODY!" the ungrateful bastard yelled and added another witty strings of expletives as a gift for my kindness instead.

"Sophia..." i called my fresh bitch in possession.

"What is it, Master Bunny?" the ripe beautiful woman answered me a half breath later. I could hear no emotions in her voice.

This was indicative only of those souls who had seen much trauma in life that even the prospects of death would seem rather inviting than continue on to suffer more of the usual agony of being conscious.

This was also why she could live a life of debauchery and not blink in its ravenous guise. In truth, i was indeed fascinated by this breed of people.

Broken yet still holding on to something that in return kept them half alive in a sense.

"Do me a favor and end that maggot's life for me, would you?"

"THUD!" the rest of the bags that burdened Sophia was dropped carelessly before her.

I saw the broken shell that cased her otherwise flawless countenance shivered slightly to my naked eyes as she sought for clarity of some sort the moment she looked at me.

She was just a fuck toy after all and never a murderer in her life. But this was the moment of truth. An inescapable chore towards the thing that i had planned to mold her into.

There was hesitation at first but i witnessed her determination subdue the fear she felt within in mere breaths of my instruction.

"Yes, Master Bunny." my bitch replied a few breaths later. A tinge of resolution marked the words that may as well be the parting phrases of her desolate and luckless existence.

"HAHAHA!"

"A foolish slut wishes to take my life?!"

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"Come here darling and i will skin you alive even if i have to use my teeth in doing so!" the wounded bandit swore ruthlessly yet behind the crazy taunts was the wicked deception of a stubborn survivor.

The man carefully palmed his weapon of choice, a dagger, to somewhere less obvious and hid it beneath the blood from his separated limb in proximity.

While at a certain distance behind the soon to be prey, I only could grin at the pitiful sight of the leader of this sorry bunch.

It seemed that this goon in front carried a much greater tenacity for defiance than this subdued and immovable defeated object who was supposedly to the strongest of this motley crew.

Not that both decisions of the wise and the fool would save them both in this tribulation. It was now time for action and i revel at the prospect of my recent catch.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" the soft shuffling of feet traversed softly in this ground of slaughter. But no matter how careful she was, it has not denied the geyser of crimson to mar the white garments upon my living property.

"Why are you staring at me like that, fuck doll?! I'M HERE! COME!" the disfigured thief challenged after Sophia had acquired herself a weapon from one of the fallen on the scene.

A short knife. The weapon for swiftness and concealment.

"What are you doing, Bunny? What if Miss Sophia got herself hurt in the process!" My good old friend shrieked the moment a stalemate ensued for more than ten seconds.

All along, the one legged man shouted nonsense over and over again. The tactic for rousing some wishful reinforcements was not lost on me but i cared not for the possibility at all.

I would have only reap a few more lives and nothing else. This much was nothing new of course.

"She could handle this little ant, Harry. Don't worry. But even if she can't, that's why I'm here aren't i?" i said to my poor old friend.

"Are you sure, Bunny? You won't let any harm come to Miss Sophia? Is that a promise?" Harry asked once more.

The mind of an insecure man surfacing to the front was nauseous to say the least but since I've assimilated the favor from this body's soul, there were a few things that could never be breached.

Such as my fondness towards this old man Harry. The soul that i've devoured considered Harry as a kindred spirit in the flesh. I sighed at how feeble the late owner of this body was.

"Trust me, Harry. When have i ever lied to you?" i asked and quickly focused on the lovely entertainment before me once more.

Especially when the blabbering fool uttered the worst decision he could ever conjure.

"Are you content on looking at me like some priceless porcelain, girl?"

"Your master has commanded you to kill me, did he not?"

"You can't do that if you remain that far away from me."

"Or perhaps you could throw your pussy around for a change."

"Even in this condition, i could give you a good time. Just. Come. Closer."

"BITCH!"

"HAHAHA!" the raving lunatic continued his tirade. But upon the third breath, his wanton noises stopped the instant he realized what had transpired in the next.

"You can't..." the wounded bandit whispered.

"Hmmm... I think i sure can. Thank you." Sophia was glad for this man's stupidity. He had not only given her a timely advice but had also warranted his death sentence in the process.

In response, she foraged a hard friend for the occasion.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"STTTTTTTOOOPPP!"

"NOOOOOOOOOO!"

"PLEASEEEEEEEEE!" The rest was a practice of repetition in itself. Quite boring to be frank. Still, she had done what i had wanted her to do and i could not find fault in her means at all.

"It is finished, Master Bunny." Sophia reported as she stood subserviently behind me.

I looked at her masterpiece and she could have built a house at how many stones were cast towards the mangled flesh of her defenseless target.

"Take the head." i ordered.

A momentary pause. Then an unsettled voice replied.

"For what, Master Bunny?"

"A souvenir. A ghost to accompany the start of your journey." This time, i turned around and peered directly at her quivering eyes.

"This is your first kill after all. Treasure this memory well... for his face shall be with you even after the myriad faceless victims that would come in time."

I gave an ominous prediction then whisked my attention next towards the solitary living guest in our midst.

"It's your turn on chopping block, mortal. Are you thrilled for your finale?" the leader of the bandits visibly shivered after my cold words. I guess he would rather be anyplace else than here at the moment.

Sadly, there were no second chances for him today.

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