Tristan was eating a freshly-cooked steak that he made for himself and his...family. "Father, I know that your eye surgery is going to happen in a few days but you should still eat something," Tristan said, who was looking at a puppet that looked similar to his once alive father.
"Haha, your right," Tristan said, suddenly chuckling. "Fine, fine. I'll get you the dress, sister. It's your fourteenth birthday after all."
With that, Tristan stop talking and continued eating like normal. However, he suddenly heard one of his windows shattering, it was clear that someone had broke in.
Though, despite that, Tristan remained way too calm. In fact, he slowly stood up with a smile and approached the place from where the sound had come from. And as soon as he did, bullets came down his way and put a bunch of holes in him, killing him instantly.
Or so the drug dealers thought. Since, most of them lowered their guns and took a sigh of relief. "He's dead...! Hah, he had it coming for him," a drug dealer said. "Our boss better give us some decent cash."
"Agreed," another said, nodding his head. However, in the very next second, a figure appeared behind him and turned his head by a whole 360 degrees, causing the drug dealer's bones to break and muscles to tear apart, making him fall to the ground instantly and most likely, killing him.
Furthermore, the other drug dealers hadn't even noticed that one of them had died since the person that Tristan targeted was at the very back of the group, which made it very easy for Tristan to kill a few more before they realized what was happening. "It's him! Shoot!" One of them screamed. But before they could, all of them noticed that their guns were gone. "I-It's gone?! The fuck-"
Before any of them could figure it out, Tristan quickly killed all of them by simply breaking their necks or by completely turning their heads around until their bones break. Even at the brink of death, they weren't able to figure out what had happened.
Only because they didn't know about his illusion ability, which turned the guns invisible and practically untouchable as if they didn't exist in the first place, which they in fact, did. And now that all of them were dead, no one was there to save them from what was going to happen next.
Because in the very next moment, the drug dealers' bodies were being dragged into his basement one by one. And once Tristan had finished, he picked up an axe and started to chop the human bodies into pieces, cutting them like how you would cut a cow's meat. "The universe must have realized I was hungry," Tristan said to himself.
Once, he had cut their bodies into tiny pieces, he placed most of the meat in his fridge while the remaining meat was then sold at his butcher shop, where a girl and her mother bought some from him. "I heard this meat is reallyyyy good!" The girl said while walking back home with her mother.
"It is, sweetie," the mother replied. "I bought it just for you."
"Yay!" The girl said with a smile.
Soon, they finally reached their home and started to eat the meat after ten minutes of arriving. "Hm...mom, this meat tastes weird," the girl said.
"Did he accidently give us pork?" The mother wondered, slightly upset. "Though, even if it's pork, it is still a weird version of it."
"It tastes weird...but I like it!" The girl said joyfully. "Let's buy more from him tomorrow!"
"Alright, sweetie," the mom said, though, she felt strangely doubtful. "Did...he mix some weird chemicals into this? Or is this horse meat?!" She wondered. But still ate all of it since they couldn't afford to buy something else.
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Meanwhile, Alex was standing in front of the Red Cross headquarters, ready to kill the leader. "You bastards will pay for what you did," Alex muttered, entering the gigantic, abandoned building, which was like an apartment that had many floors to it, the ground floor being a parking lot.
Once he did, he was met with...no one. There was not a single speck of dust in the building, which made Alex even more suspicious. "Not a single speck of dust...meaning, this place has been cleaned very recently," he thought.
His suspicions were soon found true since he had just seen a maid cleaning with a brush, all alone and strictly focusing on her work.
Alex approached her and acted normal. "Hey...what are you doing here all alone In this abandoned building?"
"I have a boyfriend," she firmly said, continuing her cleaning.
Alex's eyebrow twitched but he remained normal. "Are you part of any organization?" Alex asked directly in order to see her reaction. However, she didn't flinch. "I have a boyfriend," she said once again.
"So you aren't allowed to say anything, huh," Alex said in his mind, narrowing his eyes.
"Mind me. But I am going to kill you," Alex said, his sword only a few inches away from her head.