61 The Devil Incarnate

The once heavy rain had now calmed down into a drizzle.

Tung! A notification echoed from Damian's pocket.

"I killed Emma and Luke. Just when the apocalypse started I laid to waste anything that moved in front of me. Coincidentally, a pregnant lady with a teenage kid was at the reception area," Damian stood up with a bright smile on his face and his arms wide, "I'm sorry it's not my fault they were there, forgive me, okay? I-I just couldn't resist--"

With the 'despair' gone Jerry could now think straight, "No! They can't be dead! You're lying!"

"What can you do apart from forgiving me, huh? Hate me? Fight me?" Damian leaned closer to Jerry and chuckled, "Heh, you saw what I did just now, didn't you? I'm not an ordinary person." 

"No!"

Pow! Damian punched Jerry as hard as his strength could muster.