NOW I RULE THE WORLD | PRIVATE FOR NOW

[| THE VAGABOND |]

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Questions no one can answer -

His plan was coming together. Wait. Did he actually have a plan? Somewhat. The former human knew that he was trying to get his name out there and try to get someone to come after him so that they would be the next victim in his plan. It wasn't all that complicated, and if he really wanted to make it complicated, he would probably talk with the rest of the crew that was around now. It was interesting to see how many of them were coming back to life, but he was still riddled with guilt. He doubted that they would have wanted a life like this, and it was because of him that they were stuck like this until they probably died again. The fear of dying was probably the only thing that was keeping them alive at this point, and he wondered if any of them blamed him for his actions. They all knew that he had been the one to gather the intel. Maybe he should have just left it Goldenboy, as it would have been easier for the hacker to find out the real information, but they had gone through that and they didn't find anything. They were stuck, and there was no telling what this world had planned for them either. He hoped that they would be able to start a life out here and not become immediately bored if any of this was real in the first place. He was starting to believe that it was really on the simple factor that he was seeing all of the crew that he had watched die, and there was no way that was possible. He doubted that his mind would be able to come up with something as absurd as this world.

It just didn't make all that much sense. Vagabond was fairly simple compared to the rest of his crew, he was more likely to be a hitman than try to go around and steal something. Now if he knew that there was going to be a big heist and a lot of death, he would make sure that he was there as well. He wasn't going to let his crew go unprepared and he liked to be there any time that he could. They had plenty of muscle that was capable of taking out henchman back and forth, but it was never bad to have more people there that were good with guns. One would probably make fun of Vagabond when he would say that he missed all the guns that he once had. That he would miss being able to have thumbs, but these animals wouldn't be able to understand, and crew probably felt the same way. A heavy sigh escaped Vagabond's jaws as he was near another waterfall like usual. He was cleaning off his equipment as he had just finished killing someone. His knives were the main weapon that he liked to use, and he had finished carving the flesh from the skull of the animal. Now he was just going to have to deliver the body back where he had found it, and if he got the delivery wrong it didn't matter, as someone would end up finding it. The Hellhound flicked one of his ears as his vivid blue eyes watched as the blood dispersed in the water. Once all of his equipment was clean, Vagabond stood himself up and began to make his way back to the corpse.

Thanks to the mask that he wore, he wasn't really able to catch the scent of anything that was around him. The 6ft tall hellbeast then saw something near the corpse, hidden by the shadows of the night, as it was around midnight. The fuck was that? As he got closer to the corpse, he noticed that it was the beast that he had seen a couple of times. Never hearing the other speak at all, and the other was EATING the animal that he had just killed. His lips curled into a snarl behind his mask as he sank his claws into the dirt. "HEY! The fuck do you think you're doing?" Vagabond snapped as he strode a little bit closer toward the much larger creature. As he moved, one of the throwing knives that were sheathed was removed from the sash and hovered next to him. This was his, and whatever the other was doing was absolutely disgusting in the sight of the human. In an attempt to get the other way from the corpse, Vagabond would aim to launch the throwing knife at high speeds directly at the creature's cheek, hoping to impale the blade inside of the muscle. Who did this guy think he was? As far as Vagabond knew, this guy was completely feral and was just another animal that wasn't sentient. Vagabond remained around 10ft away from the monster.

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