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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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TUNG!

Pablo punched the metal slab.

KRACK!

"Haha. Your rank is really White." The guard laughed out loud. It happened just like he expected.

Pablo's wrist cracked. It broke.

But instead of crying, Pablo heaved a sigh of relief.

The physique of Void Grief acted this time.

'I have no way to control my physique as long as this body doesn't become completely mine.'

Pablo hated the fact he wasn't in control of his own body.

"Now that you made me break my wrist. Can you heal it?" Pablo asked the guard.

"You are not feeling pain?"

"I am used to such things by now. That's why I became a detective. Less work of the body, more work of the mind."

"Whatever. Eat this. It will heal the broken bone." The guard threw a red pill at Pablo.

Pablo sniffed it and ran his fingers on it.

"It's not poison. It's safe. If anyone wanted you dead you would have died long ago." The guard said.