Confrontation (3)

I decided to change the scenery to a more proper one. I made a pretty special mental hospital where all the patients were in tiny glass rooms where they have self-inflicted injuries and old blood stains on the glass rooms, pretty cool right?

I guess it was so cool that our friend strapped on the chair decided to pass out. Interesting enough, you will still stay in my world even if you pass out. I couldn't shake him up because is somewhat related to hurting. So I decided to make a big bucket of cold water and throw it to him to wake him up.

"Hello there Chester! I'm here to help you became a better citizen! That is deserving a round applause don't you think? Cmon everyone let's give it a good round of applause for Chester over here!"

The patients on the glass rooms began to tap their heads very strongly to make a sound, and a couple of them fainted and drop to the floor or they killed themselves, what a shame.

Chester panicked at screamed "MAKE THEM STOP! MAKE THEM STOP PLEASE! I CAN'T STAND THAT NOISE!"

I waved my hand and all of them stopped. Even the ones on the floor flinching away tried to reduce their movements. Oh, the feeling of power is an addictive thing! I have to be careful of not doing this things a regular habit.

I smiled and said "Done! Now I made something for you, you have to make something to me right?" my evil smile began to appear again. I was dressed the same as when I was with Junior.

He looked at me and said "Wait a minute! YOU ARE THE CUCKOLD! BASTARD UNTIE ME SO I CAN KICK YOUR ASS!"

I looked at him feigning confusion and made a face like I understood something and said "Oh my face? Is a shape I have here for the mortal world! I can change the way I please! See?!" I began to add a thin mask over my face with the faces of Junior, Matt, even Emily!

He began to panic more and tried to kick the chair to be further away from me while he screamed at me to go way that I'm a demon yaba daba daba.

I let him continue shouting, obviously I put a sound barrier around me so It couldn't bother me. I conjure a little blood demon, my cute little helper, 2 comfortable chairs, a simple wood table and a deck of golden poker cards.

We were really playing against each other, I invoked all the blood demons with the intelligence of a 10-year-old. So he can learn slowly but surely. The chips were shallow, you needed to fill it with blood in order to be valid. I could hurt myself in my world, but not others, what the fuck was the idea? Anyway, the blood demon suffers each time it gambles, so I decided to suffer too. To be equals. I named him Hades! A mighty name for such a small thing. The strange thing was that when I was distracted watching Chester, I lost and Hades decided to swallow the chip instead of using it.

He began to grow and be more intelligent, it was a cool experiment. I decided to make him disappear and then invoked a regular blood demon and then thought about Hades and he appeared and sit on the table like it was a natural thing.

Oh shit, so everything I make here can have a memory and continue to exist while I'm gone? So I can really make my own world? No, that could be impossible, this thing place doesn't seem very large. Let's try to enlarge to the MAX, shall we?

I closed my eyes and stood up and opened my arms and thought "I want to make the same setup like this but the biggest possible available!"

After that I almost passed out, my head was killing me. I have a throb in my head that It hurt so much! The tiny Hades was worried about me and came running and began to jump around me, trying to even give me his precious blood. Jesus, that is literally your life you are trying to give it to me you know? I wish I could take you outside, you are so cute and loyal without even a contract.

I tiredly looked around me and checked the scenery, from the original 150-meter room it expanded almost 1km. So my max possible scenery is 1km x 1km? So the previous level of was lesser than this I suppose. 500-meter x 500 meters perhaps? The patients in glass prions now were numerous, they made corridors and we were in one of them. It was a little scary even for me.

I looked at Chester who was now pale and started to pray for it seems with his eyes closed. It seems that this too is a good intimidation technique.

I made my Vaas speech the same as the last time because I really liked it. And it worked like a charm. I conjured the same table and pen and made him sign the Blank Contract.

I used my and checked his status.

[Total life expectancy: 78 years | Age: 31 | Name: Chester | ?? ]

I wanted to check a little tiny thing, I looked at Marcus and said "In any place of the contract is written where you need to do the good actions, so I can choose anyplace I like. Let's say Australia shall we?"

He was shocked and ask for work at this place (NY), at least he was used to living here.

I ignored him and used my and checked his status again.

[Total life expectancy: 65 years | Age: 31 | Name: Chester | ?? ]

Would you look at that? It seems that living in a country were is constantly hot and also all the creatures that live to want to kill you subtract a little bit of lifespan.

I corrected my self and said "Oh! My mistake! I mean Africa! It starts with the same latter so I always confuse them! Silly me!"

He paled and screamed for me to change my mind, but I ignored him.

I used my and checked his status again.

[Total life expectancy: 51 years | Age: 31 | Name: Chester | ?? ]

Oh my, a simple change of location can influence a lot in a life expectancy of the person. Obviously not the metropolis of South Africa, I was thinking in the middle of Africa where they were a lot of African children and thugs with AK-47. Who knows, maybe I could use this idiot to put my first foot in Africa. Not yet anyway, in a few years if he's still alive and didn't die from a mosquito bite or a black guy with a golden AK-47.

I dissolved the world and walked out. Lee didn't ask questions and went to the 3rd door. It was the door from the brain behind the operations. Bob, the lockpicker. I have to think of a good punishment for the last guy. I will not touch Matt again, is a pain in the ass to think of a creative punishment for him. Besides I can't make another contract with him for another year.

I entered the 3rd room and saw Bob, calmly sitting on the chair.

He looked at me and said, "Finally someone I can negotiate with!"