Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

Pablo was supposed to go to the Hollow kingdom. The kingdom of Cannibals.

And he wasn't alone.

He had his hundred soldiers, eight slaves and Flashy's father.

Pablo had a role for each of them in his mind and he would make sure everything happens just the way he wanted.

He was walking towards his room right now where Nike was waiting for him.

Cupid floated beside him and she remained silent. Mostly because she knew Pablo was deep in thought and she was right.

Pablo ran simulations in his head about his mission. He saw himself reaching the Hollow Kingdom and working on his job. He saw himself killing and he saw many people dying too.

But deep inside his mind, he just hoped nothing unexpected would occur that could send everything to hell.

Like that, Pablo reached in front of his room.

Coming out of his thoughts, he opened the door and went inside.

Nike was already there on the floor, playing with his Receiver.

As soon as he saw Pablo, he stored his Receiver back inside his bracelet and stood up.

Pablo gestured to him to sit back down while he placed himself on the bed.

After that, he looked at Nike and just sighed.

"What is it, sir?" Nike asked.

Pablo replied, "You got yourself a girlfriend, huh."

Nike's brows shot up.

"Ah. No. No, I don't have a girlfriend, sir."

"There is no use in lying. I saw you messaging her. 'Missing you' was it? And I didn't know you could message using the Receiver too."

Nike scratched his head.

"Yes. But she isn't my girlfriend. I like her but I don't know if she likes me or not. And the Receivers you gave us are special, sir. That's why they have a messaging feature. I am sure you must have one too like that. Normal ones don't have that."

'I see. So the King gave me the best of the best. That's good.'

"I don't give a fuck about your love life. Just don't let it come in my way. Otherwise I will leave you to die among the Cannibals. Got that?"

"Yes. I will make sure you face no problems from me."

"Good. Now tell me, is your Ego ready to do some work?"

"Yes. My Ego is yours."

Pablo smiled and placed his hand on Nike's shoulder.

"Not yet."

[ Mimesis Malefica In Use! ]

[ Keep touching the Target for five seconds! ]

[ You have already seen the Target's memories. ]

Pablo waited for five seconds and after five seconds, the notifications came again.

[ Ego Successfully Copied. ]

[ You have copied this Ego for the second time. Copy it Nineteen times more to steal it. ]

[ You can keep this Ego for twelve hours. ]

[ A large amount of life force taken from the Target! ]

"Now it's mine."

Pablo let go of Nike's shoulder and Nike groaned just after that.

'I hope he doesn't die.'

"Oh. You care for him?" Cupid asked.

'I just don't want to lose a slave with a useful Ego.'

"Right. I shouldn't have asked."

Cupid went silent and Pablo focused on his plan.

"Listen, Nike. I want you to create something. Since you can create only one thing per day, we have to be careful and effective."

"As you say. Whatever you tell me, I will create it."

"Yeah. So listen…"

Pablo explained to Nike what he wanted from him and he did his best to explain in as much detail as possible.

Nike paid full attention and he did his best to imagine everything that Pablo told him in his head.

After ten minutes, Pablo finished telling everything to Nike and Nike took a deep breath.

"I am ready, sir."

Pablo nodded.

"Do it then. Make sure you succeed in one try. We don't have a lot of time. There is no failing here. One shot, one win."

Nike clenched his fists.

"I will win in one try. Just watch me."

Pablo showed a thumbs up and went silent.

He would let Nike focus.

Nike took deep breaths, calming himself down as he closed his eyes.

He activated his Ego and began forming an image in his mind. He imagined it in the utmost detail and something began manifesting in front of Nike.

Pablo saw it and since he didn't raise any complaints, he must be satisfied with the silhouette he was looking at.

Nike remained in deep focus and Pablo lay down on the bed.

He closed his eyes and would open them again when Nike would share the good news.

After fifteen minutes, he felt a slight nudge on his shoulder.

"I am awake. Use your mouth if you want to say something." Pablo said.

"Oh. I thought you were asleep. It's done, sir. Take a look."

Pablo sat upright instantly.

"Show me."

Nike was in front of Pablo, still on the floor and when Pablo asked to show it, the slave shifted to the side, revealing a red colored wooden medium sized box.

"The quantity is right, I believe?" Pablo asked.

"It is. It could be more but it couldn't be less. That's my promise."

"Alright then. Your work is done here. Get lost. And what is the name of your girlfriend? How did you find her? When did you two become friends? I want to know everything and if you refuse to tell me, I am throwing you out of my team."

Nike laughed. "You suspect everyone, sir."

"Just answer the fucking question."

"Yes. Yes. Her name is Puma. She works in the Logistics division of the military. I met her when you told us to do whatever you want. So I went to look around this camp and she stumbled on to me.

We talked, and when I told her I belong in your division, she was impressed and gave me her number. She thought I must be strong since I am under you. She is pretty, intelligent, funny and naughty, and I would like to get in a relationship with her if I become stable enough in life."

"I see. You are in love. Nike and Puma. The pair is nice too. Is this the first girl that came into your life?"

"Yes."

"Makes sense. No wonder you are head over heels for her. You only met one girl in your life so of course you will get mad."

Nike laughed. "When we come back from Hollow, I will make you meet her. Then you can decide for yourself."

After saying that, Nike left the room and Pablo only stared at Nike's fleeting back.

'If we come back, Nike. If we come back.'