The slave that came on to the stage, though haggard and his appearance barely seen thanks to his overgrown hair, I could already feel the connection that disgusted me.
A connection that one could only feel through blood ties.
My soft red gaze hardened once again as I turned my head towards the stage.
They say, do to others what you want others to do to you. What goes around, comes around. Karma is a bitch... All of that... I finally see all of that on stage.
Ah, I knew I didn't have a proper revenge by just hitting that son of a bitch... But it seems my masters did it for me.
"Now, shall we start the starting bid with a billion?" The host asked, but no one raised their paddle, looking up at the booth to see if we were going to take this rare product.
But I had no interest in buying back that bastard. Ah, this was his fate. He has to go through this as well.
