"You can edit it?"
"I'll kill that fashion-obsessed bastard!"
"He's mocking us…"
"He's right, though. I should have ignored you and listened to him."
"What?! But we almost won!"
"Almost… look at us now. Just admit he was right, man."
"NEVER!"
The old man's voice in Adrian's head, Asura, or rather Asuras, kept arguing, indifferent to Adrian's current situation.
He sweated heavily while staring at the shadow man in a black suit. Adrian was certain that his unsettling wide grin was going to haunt him in his dreams… if he survived.
'Old man, fix your screwed mind and tell me what's happening!'
Asura clicked his tongue: "What am I supposed to tell you? Oh, a man who created a human centipede—which wasn't good-looking at all—for his twisted experiments in his lab is now holding your life at his mercy?"
"I still remember the cat incident."
"Don't remind me!"
"We're dead…"
"I don't want to die!"
"You both are already dead!"
"Oh, right."
