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Approaching the armored guy, Arsene smiled at him.

“Hello sir, you must be tired?”

The man looked at him, nodding.

“Very well sir, I’ve arranged an apartment, please come with me.”

The man obeyed, granted he look very suspicious of him. They went up the apartment, with Arsene unlocking the door. Immediately, he was greeted by a pillow being thrown. With lightning-fast reactions speeds, Arsene evaded. Unfortunately, the pillow hit the armor dude.

“GO TO SLEEP!” Ah yes, Sherlock. He had nearly forgotten about him.

“My brother.” Arsene explained.

“Noted.” the armored guy answered.

Internally, Arsene was laughing at this point. But he had to keep up the act. “Pardon me, I think you dropped this.”

Arsene held out the tool the man brandished from before. The man look really confused, but accepted the tool.

(That would be his lightsaber)

 

“You want to kill the head of the entire occult underworld…single-handedly?” Alessio spoke with a twisted smirk on his face.

“You think your powers are special enough to stop a man who breeds … weapons -” Whether or not he spoke with anxiety or fear, Hades didn’t know. As for his power, he had enough enhancements to survive a war, so it was possible. “just to see what devil-cursed monster he can make.”

He was already a monster, he couldn’t be corrupted more than he already was. “They say he’s already dead anyway.”

…Timur once said he was dead. The freak behaved like it.

“GO TO SLEEP!!!” the body double yelled, hurling a pillow at the door to scare them. Just in time, the door opened, hitting someone.

“I’m too tired for this.”