In the dark underground office, the walls a deep crimson and the furniture as black as night, a figure sat as comfortable as any other day. The sounds of moaning and pain could be heard from each and every corner of he facility, though it was muffled within the office. The fee of passion was heavy in the air, mixed with a everlasting despair that made the figure grin to themselves.
Breaking happiness was easy and fun. Because instilling into others your own happiness was the greatest. Seeing the defeated look on a husbands face as his wife fucks three other men happily is hysterical. It's only even funnier when the wife joins in on the fun and taunts her ex-husband as well.
So the real monsters are those who enjoy his pleasures too.
Taking a big puff of the cigar within his grasp, the man, face hidden by the shadows of the room, let out a plume of smoke into the air. He grinned at his success. Vale was just a ripe Continent, firm, and ready to be devoured.
"S-sir!" His door suddenly swung open and a young man looking to be about 22 entered. He had shaggy brown hair, gold like eyes, and wore a white dress shirt with black slacks. All the looks of an intern at best. "I-I just received word that our newest Camp set up near the Night Terran Village was taken out sir. The few personnel we sent there were all wiped out, including Solar, Mercury, and Venus."
That completely dampened his mood. "The fuck are you talking about Mars?" His voice was deep but oddly resembled Solar's.
"Sir, the guards from Camp 7 said Solar sent out a mental message requesting back up at Camp 9. He said single kunoichi from the Night Terran had come requesting information on the kidnapping of women. Someone must have tipped off their Kage."
"A single kunoichi? I knew Solar and those pups were weak, but to be taken down by one women?" The man crushed his cigar in his hand. "I take it the women are gone then?"
"Yes sir. They took the mask and a bandit technical as well. We can only assume that Solar burned any incriminating documentation, however, if the Night Terran has a mind walker, they could still retrieve information from the severed heads of the personnel."
"Severed heads...a god damn assassin." The man paused and stood up, turning his back on Mas. "That make this far more interesting. The women of the Night Terran will fetch the heftiest price on the market than anywhere else. This Kage of theirs must be quite the special one this time too."
He sighed, his anger starting to dissipate. In turn, his grin returned full force.
"Alright then Mars. We've got some planning to do. Call Saturn, Uranus, and Pluto. Tell them it's urgent."
To Be Continued...
