Chapter 0: The Lone Wolf - II

"This is insane, Vel!" I shout at the top of my voice, "We had a deal, you scumbag!"

As I glare at him with bloodshot eyes, he merely chuckles with a sly grin and answers devoid of emotion, "Oh? To think you would actually believe me... I'm surprised."

Then his face loses his smile and transforms into that of a mannequin's, "Grade, the International criminal, reduced to a pile of garbage... how utterly ridiculous."

"You trusted me? HAHAHA....! ME?!" Velenort laughed wildly, "Let me clearly verify this, you Zero." His voice turned sour, "I picked you up. You were my toy. Now that your value has shot up and you might rebel, how about you pay me back?"

Speechless and dumbfounded I stare at him without blinking. My heart thumps vigorously... pay him back?

So after constraining me with chains, stabbing me with these blunt kitchen knives more than 90 times and plucking my left eyeball out... you call this fun?! I'm just your play thing....?

Urgh.... I cough up pools of red blood... weary and barely breathing...

"Surprised? Really now... all you have to do here, is die. Your usefulness doesn't end even in death, you know?" He smiles wryly. "Your dead body is worth more, than you being captured after all, so..."

That was all. A gunshot to the head and I was dead. The great me... death by my owner?! Bullshit! This is not how I accept my death!!! Don't joke with me....!