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Pablo Castillo was the worst, the evilest, the biggest criminal in the whole world. He was the ominous figure known as Criminal X.

It’s a name that sends shivers down the spines of those who utter it. His past, a mysterious enigma, shrouded in darkness, only adds to the legend of the world’s most notorious criminal.

However, Pablo’s reign of heinous crimes comes to an abrupt end when a specially trained military force, an elite group made especially to capture Pablo, finally apprehended him.

The capture of Criminal X sent shockwaves around nations, for this man had defied all laws and moral boundaries. The world watched as he was brought to the highest court to face the consequences of a lifetime of malevolence.

The International Court of Justice, in a bid to administer justice that matches the magnitude of his crimes, bestowed upon him the most excruciating execution ever conceived.

The world erupted in celebration as news of his demise spread like wildfire. An international holiday was declared, a day of liberation from the tyranny of Pablo Castillo. The day was named with triumphant fervor. They all called it—World Independence Day.

Pablo Castillo was a man so evil that even the kindest of Gods couldn’t find pity for him.

But… Some Gods needed that man. That too, Desperately.
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Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

"You poured one drop of that acid on his Liver?" Cupid could feel the pain just by imagining it.

'Yes. Just one drop of acid on the man's liver and the part where the drop was dropped, vanished without a trace.'

'The Doctor cried like a bitch at that time. He started cursing me. He figured I won't let him go so he decided to curse me all he wanted.

I enjoyed his pain. His cries were poetry to me. And I couldn't get enough of that.

I poured the next drop on one of his kidneys and the man cried again.

I laughed with his cries and waited.

I didn't pour all the acid at once. I wanted him to suffer. I wanted him to feel so much pain that his soul is forced to leave his body on its own.

"Don't do this. Please. Just kill me. It's enough. I am already dead!" Tucker cried more but I had already lost my soft side.

"Keep crying, asshole. You will feel hell today. Wait… by asshole, I got a nice idea."

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