Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

[ Manifesting Fairy (Gray) : If you want something from your heart to happen, it will happen. You have to imagine it happening in details and it would happen like magic. ]

[ Note : You will get tired after using this Ego. ]

Pablo had copied this Ego from Hena and after the girls left, he finally used it on the thing he created with the help of Nike's ego.

He closed his eyes and imagined what he wanted.

He focused his whole being to imagine it as what he wanted to manifest, wasn't available even on Earth.

If he succeeded, his creation would be one of a kind and very helpful for him.

Therefore, he did his best to make sure he created what he wanted.

Cupid saw Pablo and she knew better to not make a sound.

His hands were glowing white and the thing on his hand went through the same effect.

Pablo couldn't see any of that as his eyes were closed.

But second by second, his brows twitched, stress lines appeared on his forehead.

His toes scratched the floor of his room and after a few more seconds, Pablo found himself bathed in sweat.

Cupid wondered if it was that hard to imagine what Pablo wanted.

The white light on his hands became vibrant by each passing second and Cupid, with her kind heart, wished Pablo's suffering to end soon.

Later, as if the universe listened to the female Angel, Pablo's face went devoid of any pained expressions and his eyes stopped moving rapidly behind his eyelids.

His hands found the brightest of glow ever and after thirty seconds, the light finally ended.

Cupid beamed but Pablo had yet to open his eyes.

But before she could speak anything, Pablo opened his eyes himself.

His gaze went straight to his hand and as he saw the thing, he smiled.

He brought it closer to his eyes and after some inspection and shit, his lips curled up further.

"It worked."

Cupid clapped.

Pablo ignored her.

After seeing it a few more times, Pablo stored the thing inside his bracelet and lied on the bed.

He then took out his Receiver and placed it on the small table beside his bed.

After all this, Pablo closed his eyes.

"What the hell?" Cupid exclaimed.

Pablo opened one of his eyes. "What?"

"What are you doing?"

"I am going to sleep."

"Why?"

"Because I have nothing to do right now. I don't get to sleep very often and I don't get quality sleep either. So I sleep whenever I get a chance."

"But you are about to go on a dangerous mission in a few days. You have even ordered the King to do some things. You can't just sleep like that."

"Fuck off. You are stupid and annoying."

"Wha—"

"Shut up. I am about to go on a mission. Not a dangerous mission. Nothing is dangerous for me. This is the word that others use to describe me. Anyway, sleep is important for the mind to work properly. That's why I am sleeping. I might get some ideas for the Hollow in my sleep. And about the King, well he would probably call me tomorrow and I'll be ready with a fresh mind to meet him. So, don't worry about anything with your small brain and shut your mouth."

Pablo explained himself and Cupid retorted many things, but Pablo was already in dream land.

After ranting for a good amount of time, the angel went silent as well and wrote things in her diary. Her diary was the only thing that was keeping her sane otherwise she would have murdered someone by now.

Nevertheless, she watched Pablo sleeping and waited for the next day.

———

The next day.

BRIINGG!

BRIINGG!

Pablo's receiver rang beside him.

And his eyes shot open right away.

He jolted from his bed and sat upright.

BRIINGG!

BRIINGG!

"It's just a ring, Pablo. No need to become so hyperactive. And good morning."

"Fuck off."

Pablo rubbed his forehead, yawned and finally picked the incoming call on his Receiver.

He put it on speaker and talked like that.

"Are you done?" He asked.

"Yes, Pablo. Right now I am in your city. Numb is the name. Come meet me in the center of the city. Near the Ego Reserve."

"Fine. I am coming."

BEEP!

Pablo cut the call and got up.

He stretched his arms and went to the bathroom.

After ten minutes, he was ready with his Marshal uniform.

But before leaving the room, he called two more people.

And to both of them, he said only one thing:

"Come outside my room wearing your uniform as fast as possible and knock on the door. I am waiting."

Pablo crossed his arms and tapped his feet on the floor.

And in just twenty seconds…

THUP!

THUP!

Two knocks came on the door.

'Fast enough.'

Pablo stepped forward and opened the door.

Two men stood in front of him in their Abyssal Butchers' uniform.

"Good morning, boss."

"Where to, czar?"

"To the Ego Reserve."

"What? Why didn't you reply to me?"

"I don't greet good mornings."

The two men were none other than Flashy and Draxus.

And Flashy was already jealous of Draxus as the first thing of the day.

"He is at least lucky enough to not get a fuck off in reply." Cupid remarked.

Pablo spared her a glance and the Angel just scoffed.

"Let's go."

Pablo closed the door and started walking.

Draxus and Flashy walked to his right and left respectively.

"Why the Ego Reserve, Boss?" Flashy asked.

"You will see."

Flashy shrugged and walked with no other questions.

Draxus didn't ask anything either as he knew he would get to know it.

After twenty minutes of walking, the trio reached near their destination.

And seeing the scene in front of him, Pablo smiled.

"So much crowd. It's much more than usual. Did the whole city turn eighteen at once?"

"No, Flashy. They are here for some other purpose."

"Oh. What is it?"

Pablo roamed his eyes around the thousands of people roaming around the area and they all were here for one thing…

"To worship."