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Chapter 12

Most times, being a lone wolf, a single swinging guy, didn't bother him. Chris didn't make friends easily. Most people he met had no respect for his destiny. Those who did believe in his future as the Abomination of Desolation - wickedest title ever - usually ended up behind bars. It didn't pay to sin on Earth, but that would change when he was in charge.

In the meantime, he tended to be a loner, which meant Chris had no friends he could really call to ask for help. Then again, how did that conversation work?

"Yeah, so some ghosts kidnapped my girlfriend while we were fighting an army of the undead at the museum."

Who the fuck would believe that?

The reality of what happened meant he couldn't even call the cops. Then again, how would a missing person's report work if he only had her first name? Because, yeah, he might know how her lips felt and how she smelled, but he'd yet to find out her last name.

The world conspired against him.