In front of me was the skeleton of a baby. I forced feed them every part of this wicked thing as punishment for their evil deed. The woman was lifeless; I could tell she was already mentally gone at this point; there wasn't a point in tormenting her anymore. Eating your baby would be the worst thing a mother could go through. I picked up a meat cleaver and took out the gag as I undid the head strap, and her head fell forward as I grabbed her hair, lifting her head before finally speaking.
"Was it worth it?" I asked, looking down at her as her eyes moved up, lifeless, as she said in a low voice. "No." She said, glancing out the corner of her eye at the man who ruined her life, "Good, you learned your lesson. In your next life, be a better person and don't break your wedding vows for something as stupid as pleasure. Makes you look pathetic." I said, bringing the meat cleaver down as I started to cut off her head, she only screamed in pain with the first strike, after three hits, her head came off.
"You, I am going to take my time with. You don't deserve a quick death like the other two. I will make your death painful and last for hours, as I have so much in store for you." I said, pulling the shop up and buying forty items. I pulled out a small table and set it next to him, as I laid out ten items first. Before removing his gag, he looked at me with hate and spoke. "So what if I fucked a married woman and made her raise my child, that doesn't give you the right to kill us. You're a monster." He said, glaring at me as I slapped him. "No one has a right to do anything; we take it. Just like you didn't have a right to fuck a married woman, but you took it. Don't play morality with me, after all, it was your immoral life that brought me here." I said, picking up a nutcracker.
"And if you want to push it, the goddess of this world told me I can do it. But I am not doing it just because of her; this is how I choose to live my life. Making sure those who deserve to die met their end. To you it's not but to me it is, just like you thought it was right to fuck a married woman. And don't come at me with you knew it was wrong, you can't do something you know is wrong and do it. You didn't care about right or wrong, you only cared about what you wanted." I said, placing his thumb into the metal nutcracker and squeezing as hard as I could, breaking his thumb joint.
He screamed out as the joint in his thumb shattered. I moved to his index finger, putting the first joint into the nutcracker, and looked him in the eyes, smiling as I shattered it. "This brings me great pleasure, just like you got great pleasure from destroying someone's marriage. Why can you get pleasure and I can't?" I said with a sarcastic tone to my question as I wasn't looking for a answer I just wanted to fuck with him. Moving to the joint and breaking it, the sounds of his screams rang out as I moved from finger to finger, then to his other hand as I finished up and placed the nutcracker back onto the table, as tears and snot flowed down the man's face.
I picked up a sealed glass tube I had over a dozen of them, "You look like you did shitty in school. I will do a chemistry class for you. This is a chemical formula called P4, the normal name of which is White Phosphorus, a very temperamental element. Do you know why?" I asked him as he looked at me with hate and wouldn't answer, so I backhanded him, cutting his lip. "I shall ask again, do you know why?" I said, making him shake his head no.
"When it comes into contact with air it burns hot, that's why it's used as a weapon in some armies," I said while undoing the seal and pouring it onto the back of his hand fast as it started to burn his screams echoed in the building as I watched it moving through his hand as it burns his flesh into liquid and making the blood evaperat as it only made it half way through his hand before burn up completely I grabbed another one. "NO WA-" he tried to yell, but I poured it into the hole.
He was foaming at the mouth as he gritted his teeth so hard it cracked some of them as the White phosphorus made it through his hand before going out. He huffed and whimpered as I smiled, picking another tube up. "Please, just kill me. I beg of you, end my suffering." He said in a whimper, I leaned near his ear and spoke. "You deserve to suffer. Why should I end it now when we are just getting started?" I said pouring a tub onto his balls. As he lost it, screaming a blood-chilling howl as his testicles were being melted and popped from the hot White phosphorus, I picked another tube up and started to pour it out on his thigh.
By the time I was done pouring them out, and parts of his body were burning, I smiled and pulled out a smoke and lit it with the White phosphorus on his forearm as I enjoyed the show and his pain. I finished my smoke by the time the last of the White phosphorus went out, picking up a scalpel, and walked over to his forearm. "Those burns look so bad, let me remove them for you. After all, I am a caring man and need to help you." I said, making him pass out.