The call changed everything; it made my twisted nature surge. I wanted to burn this world to ashes with me.
I made a promise to myself that if I am going down, then I am going to take the people who shaped the existence of this wretched being down with me.
Everybody is probably wondering what the call is about. Well, life decided I haven't had enough suffering in my life, so it decided to give me more lemons.
I was called to confirm that I have advanced-stage cancer, but hey, look at the bright side, I got the least premium at something.
According to the report, I have 3 months to live.
Well, back to the point, I called my client, a person of standing in the underworld who promised to help me if I were in one of my worldly woes.
After 2 seconds, the man with Mexican persuasion answered on the other side of the call, "Chico! How are you doing, man? Is everything alright? Why are you calling me at the end of the night, ah?"
I answered in a simple tone, "I am sending you a picture. They are currently on vacation. I want you to sabotage their car, make it look like it's a brake failure. I want it to be clean. Can you do it?"
Then I sent him the picture of the man with his family, who was the man who made my childhood hell.
It is time he pays that penance for what he did to me.
The man replied, "Consider it done, Armano." Then I ended the call.
Again, I called someone, it was a drug dealer who was caught moving drugs, but I won his case.
Moreover, his little brother assaulted the women with connections, so I fought tooth and nail in court to make him look innocent.
Even though it has drawn the ire of the well-connected women, I didn't care. So he owed me one.
After 10 seconds came the voice of the caucasian male fresh from the Caucasus, "Hey, Dude! What's up? Well, we are having a party at my place, want to come?"
His welcoming tone was warming, but it didn't have any effect on me. As one of the goats, Fang Yuan said, " There are only eternal benefits; there are no eternal friends or enemies."
I know they are doing this because I can fulfill their certain interests; they wag their tails like dogs in front of me.
If one day that spring of benefit stopped, it would be my turn to be on the cutting board.
So I replied coldly, " I am sending you a picture of a party boy, have him get drunk and make it look like he is one of your distributors. I would pay for the substance that the police would seize."
The drug dealer replied cheerfully, " That's it, dude? Are you sure you don't want to come to the party? There are pretty bitches everywhere. You can hook up with one or two of them."
I replied with exasperation, " I am not interested."
Afterwards came the reply that I wanted to punch this son of a gun in the face, he said, " If you aren't interested in women, how about guys? There are some pretty guys, too. You know you can have a sword fight with each other if you are bored."
I cut the call faster than the English roadman cut their victim during a robbery.
Although I lost some weight, the genes of my good-looking parents started working as magic. I was 6.3 feet tall with long black hair styled like Eren Yeager. With the facial features of Sephiroth from Final Fantasy.
Many people would have assumed that I would have slept with dozens of women, but they are wrong because I am blessed by the Lord of Virginity like my GOAT Klien.
It was due to this blessing that the goat became Lord of the Mysteries and Amon lost. So I adhered to the principle that this blessing would help me later on.
Let's end my inner monologue here, back to the point, I call a dirty cop who was also a client of mine.
He answered my call immediately, but I heard a gurgling noise in the background. "Hello! Umm, I am busy right now. Can you call me sometime later?"
I replied coldly, "Gentleman! I have a perfect opportunity to get you promoted. If you want to take this opportunity, do the task I will give you. If not, I can call your other friends about the opportunity
The gurgling sound stopped, and then the cop replied, " Hold on a second!" I waited for ten seconds, then he replied, "I am listening."
I sent him a picture of the boy and said, "Saturday night, at 10 o'clock, there will be a drug deal. I mean, it's not a small drug deal. It's a deal that made most of the DEA wet. So I want you to interrupt that deal and get promoted."
The cop replied, "Well, if you are giving me a juicy meat to eat, who am I to deny that opportunity. It will be done, my friend."
I smiled at his reply, "Well! It's always a pleasure to do business with you." He replied, "The pleasure is all mine!"
Subsequently, I again called a client of mine who was a con artist, the type of artist who has torn apart families with his swindling.
I sent him a picture of a girl and asked him to bleed her dry financially, so much that she had to go to loan sharks, not any loan sharks, the type of sharks, if you don't pay what you owe, they will get their payment back in the form of your organs.
The picture I sent was of the son and daughter of a woman who abandoned me. I wanted to hit them where it would hurt the most.
Afterwards, I called the leader of a gang and offered him a deal if he wanted to get out of jail; then he had to kill a boy in the photo I sent to him, who was about to get into prison, and make it look like a gang fight.
He accepted my offer readily. For the calls, I used my burner phones, as there is a famous saying, "Do not provoke doctors and lawyers who are good at their job because they will bury flawlessly."
Later, I called the pretty transfer boy and told him my ex was close to getting all the evidence of his father's company crime, along with the fact that her father was framed to save their hides.
I don't know if they are guilty of something, but the pretty boy and his father decided my ex would marry into their family.
Most likely, they were adhering to the principle of keep your friends close and enemies closer.
Then I called my ex, who was a prosecutor, intending to prove her father's innocence.
I called her to tell her that the perpetrator of his father's framing is trying to erase the evidence, then I gave her the same location that I had given to her husband, hoping they would tear each other apart.
With all calls done. I waited for my plans to come to fruition because I had earlier believed that karma would take revenge on the people who made my life miserable.
But after that call, everything changed.
May the Lord have mercy on them, but it has become my duty to arrange the meeting between them and the Lord.
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