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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

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Diablo Resmira changed the location from the hard ground to the Magma of Nifelheim.

Everyone was on the top of the volcano. It was some kind of lava land. Red flames, magma, unbearable heat spewing out from the ground.

'Nifelheim? It was in Norse mythology. And it's supposed to be a cold place. Not this fucking inferno.' Even Pablo was struggling.

'I never danced in my life.' Pablo hopped continuously on different legs. He wasn't immune to heat after all.

But more than Pablo, someone else was fighting for his life.

"Boss, this is bad. I will die. I can't stand this heat. It's worse than the slums. I will die. I will die." It was Flashy. He was constantly jumping in the air.

He was jumping very high. His feet were only touching the hot ground for a second but he was still screaming like a bitch. He couldn't stand the hot ground even for a second.