"Who~ Am~ I~"
"A Killer"
" A Man-eater"
Without reason or regret
The Psychopath who surpassed even the likes of Liam and Osprey, it was a man who was simply.
"Free"
Jeremiah and Anne, after 5 minutes of running, were finally at Level 7.
Jeremiah questioned if leaving Dreyfus was really the right choice.
Then suddenly they felt an earthquake.
Jeremiah looked to his left as he saw a prisoner.
He didn't move.
But beneath him, the ground cracked.
Then, once again, he flexed his life force, and just like that, all the chains on the prison cells cracked like sand.
Jeremiah saw the trail of red in this mysterious man's eye.
"Marie Joseph Clairmont. " It was the name of a woman, but it was given to this man.
I heard rumors that the former Rank 3 of the President's Elite Guard was alive.
"But what are you doing here?" Jeremiah was scared, but he tried to maintain his composure. He looked to his left, and Anne was already gone.
Then, suddenly, a mysterious presence.
To his right, he saw a teenager sitting on the floor.
Engrained in his clothing was the writing "Elite Guard rank 7."
"T/E" The "Special" Elite Guard. It was the newly appointed "Salvatore Kingsley-Wednesday Thomas."
Also known as Letter T/E for
"THE END."
He easily passed the elite guard exams with numbers that should place him in the TOP 3.
All the other prisoners were DEAD silent. As they slowly walked out of their cells.
"Have you ever heard of a bedtimestory?" The Teenager simply said.
Jeremiah's heart dug into his asshole hearing that statement. He started hyperventilating.
He's heard it before. that state-
He read his mind. "You've heard it before, Jeremiah?" "Well, after I got the god stick. I thought to myself. Why not just get another?"
"This is the bedtime story of a naive student dying and getting his great weapon stolen from him."
Further down. 5 minutes after
Level 9, Anne dashed through the halls.
To reach Level 10, which was 15 KM lower than the 9th level, she'd need a special elevator.
Ignoring Jeremiah and Dreyfus, she had a deeper mission.
She had to stop Gonen.
It was the Armageddon.
The 3 dragons
But 4 horses.
There was a theory about Jesus Christ and his second coming.
Everything was lining up.
La mathesis, Laym, Mori.
They were all right.
The presidency battle itself isn't the mark of the beast that will end the world.
It's during the time of the Presidency battle.
A great discovery.
One that will lead us all to our deaths.
Mori, you were not a fool.
They thought you were exaggerating, but you were right.
N has to go!
The mark of the beast isn't a person.
It's a realization. If Mr. N really had Gonen underground all these years. He must have found something!
If Gonen really rearranges the particles and creates a new element, this world will no longer be of use.
God will have no choice!
If project Pete Ink is executed, then everything will be for-
As she went down the stairs, she froze.
It's like she got hit with a brick wall.
A young man with long hair sat on the stairs with his head buried in his knees, long dark red hair spilling over into his face like blood running down stone.
One arm hung loosely at his side, a cigarette still burning between his fingers.
He looked exhausted, broken even.
Rafael, His voice was so soft and gentle.
"I heard you're on Mr. N's side. That means you know who Liam is. Can you please bring me to him?"