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Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

Pablo Castillo was the worst, the evilest, the biggest criminal in the whole world. He was the ominous figure known as Criminal X. It’s a name that sends shivers down the spines of those who utter it. His past, a mysterious enigma, shrouded in darkness, only adds to the legend of the world’s most notorious criminal. However, Pablo’s reign of heinous crimes comes to an abrupt end when a specially trained military force, an elite group made especially to capture Pablo, finally apprehended him. The capture of Criminal X sent shockwaves around nations, for this man had defied all laws and moral boundaries. The world watched as he was brought to the highest court to face the consequences of a lifetime of malevolence. The International Court of Justice, in a bid to administer justice that matches the magnitude of his crimes, bestowed upon him the most excruciating execution ever conceived. The world erupted in celebration as news of his demise spread like wildfire. An international holiday was declared, a day of liberation from the tyranny of Pablo Castillo. The day was named with triumphant fervor. They all called it—World Independence Day. Pablo Castillo was a man so evil that even the kindest of Gods couldn’t find pity for him. But… Some Gods needed that man. That too, Desperately. ——— ——— ——— Gib Money - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

KhyaaL · Fantasy
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Impostor Founded

Draxus was standing in front of Flashy, ready to face the men attacking the slave.

Flashy was still lying on the ground, watching Draxus being heroic.

"Stop with the staring, you moron. Run away. Hide. Do something. Go to Czar."

"Oh. Right. Sorry. You carry on." Flashy slapped his face, stood up and from the sidelines, he ran away.

Although, he took off his shirt and covered his face with it.

Now he just hoped no one would recognise him.

He tiptoed his way on the ground like a scared cat and looked for a safe spot.

He walked and walked and walked until…

THUMP!

He fell inside the ground.

'I am dead.'

———

Adolf nearly killed all the hungry men that came to attack him.

A few of them were still left but Hustler gave this task to other men.

He had something else to do.

"Now it's time to catch the impostor." He said and walked towards a direction.