Satrya Bennett

Steve Bugkin struggled with all he had but it was a hopeless struggle. 

His life flashed before his eyes, from birth Steve Bugkin had everything a young master could want or even wish for; born as the firstborn legal son from the ranked sixth top family he had been pampered from birth, his life had been promising. There was nothing he could not achieve if he did not aim towards it! 

Women, he had plenty! 

Credits! 

Everything… His once supple flesh turned grey, the once beautiful monolid eyes became lifeless, the body which had been envied by many simply stood there stiff in death as the small girl now glowing with life energy stepped away. 

Perhaps in a way, this is retribution for all the women he had defiled, those corpses he had left behind. 

He is dead and gone now, it does not matter.