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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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"So you are saying some Cannibals hid themselves in your village after the war ten years ago?" Pablo asked for confirmation.

"Yes. What if the Cannibals are there and they are planning something big? This white mist could be one of their ways to enact revenge from our Kingdom." Socrates said.

"That could be the case. I mean, it's just a possibility. Maybe the white mist is because of something else entirely."

"And other than the Cannibals, what if someone else is with them as well? Someone that acts like their kind." Socrates wasn't finished.

"And who could that be?" Pablo asked.

Socrates looked left and right and whispered :

"Vampires."

Pablo's brows shot up.

"Don't be surprised. Vampires also drink blood, detective. Cannibals eat and Vampires drink. They are the same." Socrates added.

"Okay. But you also mentioned the Demon. What did he have to do with your village?"