The World of Masks

Vagina.

Jack grabs Creed's ankle and drags him to the ground. Like a dry mop, he steals the floor clean. Dirt, dirt and rotten leaves are all over Creed's body, but Jack doesn't care. Creed's body is tied in thick chains, just like Vik's. Jack comes to Vik's side, his legs squeezed together, and he chops off both sides of the tree that are squashing on Vik's feet, then he clears the tree. The dreadful shape of the bridge is revealed. Even if it is cured by potions, cheap low potions (even if the word cheap cheap sounds expensive enough.) had limited therapeutic effects. The severe bleeding stopped, but the small bleeding was still ongoing. I barely repaired the busted bank, but it reminds me of the sight of a small stream of water that has not yet been captured.

Jack grabs Vik by the wrist. It seemed like only the strength of the glue on the body, so there was a risk that the leg would literally be severed at any time while dragging the leg. If you take your legs and you cut them off, you'll wake up screaming whales in pain. Suddenly, I had expectations.

'Shall we test it?'

You look at Vik's legs with curious eyes and shake your head. It was time to do something far more important than that. Jack takes the two unconscious to where Callie is.

Fluffy!

I put them down at will. I put my hands on my waist and looked around. The forest, which was just quietly present, was filled with life and vitality and was covered in scars from torn battles.

'Well, I got a rifle and cannons, and I cut a whole bunch of them with my sword.'

The humming sounds of the birds around you also fade away. It's all because of these guys, too, and they kicked each other's asses.

"You okay?"

Jack kneels down in front of Callie and examines her condition. Luckily, the cannonball seems to have missed, but it seems to be very surprised. Still, you nod your head to see if you have any strength left.

"Good. I thought you'd be better off with that one." "

You finger Creed, who collapsed, and say,

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · At first, it was fine. He said he only needed mid-term support, so he only launched an attack for control. But · · · · · · ·"

Jack listens to Callie patiently. After a hard assault, the user sees the opposing Pokémon's blood spilling, frozen instantly. And that brief gap led to a reversal of the entire world. Even if Jack had been a little late, Callie would have turned into a fish and scattered around the forest.

Jack relieves Callie by tapping on his shoulder, thinking.

'I didn't notice that when I was dealing with monsters.'

Rather, Jack was more surprised by the brutal, clean attack.

'It's different when you're dealing with people.'

Perhaps the morality that remains is a problem. Monsters are programs in the game and not in human form, so it's okay to kill them. But the moral imperative seems to be that humans, too, hurt players, not NPCs.

'Let's solve it first.'

Jack raises Callie. The cannonball drops right next to you, causing your leg to harden, but it seems to be loosening somewhat now.

Callie's condition seems to have calmed down, and she approaches two of the fallen ones. They were still unconscious. In a way, it looked like he was sleeping well when he sold it in the blue forest. But if I thought about the future, I would never have such a stupid fantasy.

Jack carefully examined the two of them. The look in Jack's eyes between Vik and Creed was a playful and immense life.

"I hope you like this one. '

Jack looks at Vik. He's breathing heavily, but he doesn't look so good.

'It wouldn't matter if I brought it here for that purpose.'

Jack calls Callie. Be careful if you're still scared of them. I'm right next to Jack. You pull Callie aside and tuck Vic in. Nevertheless, as I was distracted, I gradually increased the intensity of my kick.

Boom! Boom! Phew!

"· · · · · · · · · Aah!"

I only woke up when I hit my feet with emotion nervously. I can feel Callie flinching closer to her. Fear of man himself was deeply felt because of the long abuse and suffering. Once he decides to break it, Jack pulls out a dagger from his bracelet.

Vik tries to move as soon as he wakes up. But the chained body does not budge, and there is tremendous pain in the legs. Vik moves his neck for a few moments and notices the situation.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · Fuckin 'kites!!"

I was able to admit that I was strong even when I was captured. Callie next to her grips Jack's collar to make sure he's depressed. Jack gently removes Callie's hand and wraps it around her warmth. Callie looks impressed. Jack smiles openly and grabs the dagger that he took out to Callie. Vik doesn't even pay attention to what Vik says when he yells at the whale.

Callie looks up at him, unconsciously taking the knife. I felt confused. Jack still smiles nicely and says to Callie,

"You're starting to realize that, too, aren't you? that if you avoid fighting humans so passively, or if you're afraid of them, you're in real danger someday."

Callie's head softens. I also felt a serious problem. However, the personality was not fixed at that moment, so it was neither this nor that.

"Let me help you."

"Yes?"

Jack folds his hands into Callie's hands and squeezes the dagger. I stare at the pale sheen that shines on a well-polished day. I felt like I wanted to see blood because of the bloody blade.

"· · · · · · · · · I, with this what · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

In case you get stabbed, carefully hold the sack of the knife and look up at Jack. The thumping heart sounds like a forest. You can see Callie's eyes waving small as she looks inside the mask. Jack smiles and points at Vik with his finger.

"Kill him."

It was just one word. Callie and Vik are both frozen at the same time. Callie's hands tremble, trembling like a thorn bush.

"I can't!"

You raised your voice reflectively. But Jack had no intention of accepting Callie's opinion.

"You have to."

In a small voice, but in a decisive voice. I see Callie flinching. I shake my head desperately. Jack lets out a small sigh and grabs Callie's hand with the knife.

"Wait a minute!!"

The soles of your feet are firmly against the ground, shifting your arms to avoid being dragged. However, the wizard's strength was not enough to stop Jack with monster level strength. Callie is dragged to Vic's side by Jack.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · What are you doing!!"

You hear a voice filled with horror. Vik knows the situation and struggles to get away from Jack.

"Ouch!!"

As the tree fell and moved its completely shattered legs, there was, of course, tremendous pain. As you twist, the chain rattles. The uneasy lump of iron struck me, and the noise of fear doubled.

"Now, wait a minute. I don't think this is it!"

It was Callie who almost cried against Jack, but he didn't say anything. Jack drags Callie into front of Vik.

"Now, wait a minute! Well, if there's something you want."

"This is what I want from you."

Jack was cold-hearted.

Phew!

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!!"

"Hiya!!!"

A dagger is inserted into the torso exposed through the chain. Vik's agonizing screams and Callie's horror of the first stabbing of the human body echoes through the forest. Jack continued to act as if he had not heard the scream.

Phew. Phew. Phew.

Jack stabs Vik in the body, holding Callie's hand, like a machine that does only his own work in cold blood. Blood splatters, flesh drops, and screams echo. It is sweeter than heartbeat music, more fun than TV jokes, and more fun than sex. Although he made an excuse for Callie, Jack was clearly enjoying himself.

I put a knife in all areas except my face, including my body and arms, legs and neck. Vik's body gradually turns into a mess. Blood covered my whole body, so I didn't even know if it was pink or red. Vik's screams slowly subside. Only Callie continues to scream with a terrifying feeling of constant rise from her hands.

Tsk, tsk.

Nightmare time is over. Vik's appearance was breathless with his eyes turned upside down and his eyes turned white, making the horror movie gloomy. I put Callie's grisly hand beside me. Sitting idly next to the corpse, he gives off a peculiar glow. I licked my lip a little. Every time a flurry of flushing fish entered my lungs, I drenched my whole body with extra pleasure. Jack smiles small and says to Callie, crying.

"You did a great job."