At the human trafficking racket, 2:54, on the same night...
The police deputy chief arrived at the scene of carnage. He got out of the car and met with investigator Nick, and asked, "What have we got?"
"Human trafficking racket. 51 dead gangsters belonging to the MS-13, most of them armed, 31 are outside, 13 are inside, and 8 are in a hidden Basement. We also found 39 human captives in the basement. 4 men, 25 women, and 10 children. Among them, 18 of the women were raped during captivity, but other than the mental shock they are mostly unharmed. The captives stated that an invisible entity killed all the men downstairs. Some of them believe him to be some sort of divine messenger of god, or a herald of Satan, that came to drag them to hell. From the freshness of the corpses, we believe that the entity who did it first killed the gangsters downstairs, then the gangsters inside, and then all 31 outside. From the footage of some of the surveillance cameras, the entity was indeed invisible and butchered almost all the gangsters inside with a knife. And that's not all..." The investigator took out a tablet and showed the footage outside, showing all 31 gangsters pointing their guns to the inside. Suddenly, 25 of the 31 gangsters collapsed, and the gangsters all soon died after about 15 seconds of a gunfight.
"...It's the same guy from yesterday, isn't it? And it seems like the guy is either not alone, or has some sort of special ability to shoot many bullets simultaneously, hah? Maybe those captives are right, and we are dealing with a messenger of god or a devil..."
"Well... I don't think he is evil, at least from our perspective. That basement from before had a still fresh paint arrow that said 'Prisoners' underground' and even the Hatch was wide open for view. I don't think a devil would write that..."
The police deputy chief nodded, before asking, "Did you find any leads to the entity?"
"No, it seems like it was just like last time, with only the same footprints that lead somewhere random, and then disappear."
The police deputy chief paced about for a minute, before a decisive look flashed across his face, "Get us a copy of the footage and delete the originals and put a gag order. Also, we need to request the captives to not say anything, tell them that their savior requested it. We are going to claim credit for this one as a successful bust, and give the real info to the higher-ups."
The investigator Nick looked visibly disturbed, "But sir! This isn't our credit! Why not just blame it on another gang war?"
"We can't continue blaming this on gang wars, Nick. We need to cover it up as much as possible since before long people will start investigating this. This is not some marvel movie, most people don't want their identities compromised, or to get bothered. It will also increase the people's trust in us as the NYPD, and stabilize the situation here."
The deputy chief then patted Nick on the shoulder, "We are getting a free ride, Nick, so let's just enjoy it. Consider it as an unexpected bonus."
Investigator Nick was still disturbed but reluctantly nodded.
Thwack*
A 10-year-old boy was punched by a large 15-year-old teenager. Cheers rang out around them, Screaming, "Get him, Josh!", "Beat up that fucking Jew!", "Maim him!", "Gouge his eye out!"
The teenager, Josh, walked towards the collapsed kid and kicked him in the stomach! The kid could only cough up vomit and spit. Josh then picked up the kid's collar, raising him in the air.
The kid weakly opened his eyes, and asked, "Why are you doing this..."
The bully, Josh, answered with a pure smile of sadism, "Because you're a Jew, and I feel like it! HAHAHA, What are you gonna do? Cry to the sisters? They don't give a fuck about you filthy Jew!" The rest of the children laughed together or cursed the kid.
The kid looked deeply at the bully, with a look not befitting a child, and said, "I pity you then..." As he said that, he placed his right hand into his pocket.
The bully, Josh, looked absolutely enraged, "You pity me? YOU PITY ME?! I WILL SHOW YOU PITY YOU DIRTY FUCKING JEW!!!" He then raised a fist, about to punch the annoying Jew kid's face.
Before he could continue his punch, however, the kid suddenly stabbed a sharpened pencil into his neck! Surprised, the bully let go of the kid, but the kid held on to the pen hard, not letting go! Gravity did its work, as the pen gouged a huge cavity in the bully's neck, before breaking inside it. A copious amount of blood spilled from the neck he clutched, and in disbelief, his knees gave in, and kneeled, staring at the kid he could easily bully before. The kid held no expression. No fear, no anger, no joy, no remorse, even the previous pity was gone, leaving a pure cold apathy towards life itself. The bully soon lost the light in his eyes and collapsed in a pool of blood. The cheering kids and teenagers around went silent...
"I don't understand sniffle*, we gave him so much love and care Hic*, why would he do such a horrible thing!?" A nun was telling a police officer her side as the kid sat down near the door. The only thought passing through his mind was, "Dirty lying bitch... You were the one who instigated that prick in the first place..."
Tick* Tock* Tick* Tock*
"So why did you do it?"
Inside a not so fancy counseling room with an old clock on the wall, sat an old psychologist on his chair, and asked the 12-year-old kid in front of him.
"They attacked me, were bigger than me, and stronger than me, and I felt a threat to my life, so I protected myself, as the law dictates." The kid answered apathetically as if he was talking about why he breathed air and drank water.
The old psychologist sighed, then squinted his eyes, "Then why did you beat them until they were crippled then? One of them is now paralyzed waist down, and the other is retarded now."
The kid replied, still as apathetic as before, "It is just a way to protect myself, to scare away future bullies, to make sure that I won't have to worry about getting harmed again."
The old psychologist wearily looked at the boy, and then asked, "And what about the bully you killed 2 years ago, do you have nightmares about him? Regrets? Satisfaction? What did you feel when you killed him? About hurting and taking another's life?"
The child answered, as cold and apathetic as ever, with one word, "Nothing..." And the scene faded...
Eli opened his eyes, Rays of light shined through the window, Morning has arrived.
@bigntmaybe not for a year of the dungeon but maybe a month or week depending on how much it will power him up....
Idk if he should have an exclusive dungeon for a year. This means he will likely kill thousands of dungeon spawns which means thousands of system points. This will ultimately make him extremely broken when the apocalypse does happen.
Isn't he doing it now though?
@bignt Perhaps he could be the sole alpha tester, and some beta testers come along for the next update, where dungeons are introduced. Then the apocalypse could arrive for the full release.
Who says he's the only one?
@bignt you said in an earlier chapter that the gang only has around 150-200 people. The lack of people that he can go around killing is whats stopping him from becoming broken before the the apocalypse.
@TheBum I said 300-400 people of the MS-13 just in the Bronx. They have more than 30-50 thousand worldwide. In the US there are 8-10 thousand of them. In NYC there is an estimate of 22 thousand gangsters. Do you still think he will have a hard time getting points? naive!
Don't forget someone with a nuke can easily get millions of points. Or a missile or some well placed bombs for thousands.
@Draconis_Vermicul Won't work, you need to kill 'directly'. A missile launched from a silo does not count for shit. You need to actually wield the weapon personally to make it count, and you need to be in certain proximity for it to count.
@bignt what about rigging up a building to collapse while staying nearby in a tank?
@Draconis_Vermicul works, it counts like throwing a grenade. But you need to do it in a relatively short span of time.
@Mortuos The artifact. Look up the earlier chapters. He is the only guy in the universe to bond with a super divine relic. Not saying other people dont have them but they probably arent fully bonded like the hourglass.