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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

Altor had a piece of paper on his hand and he was lost in deep thoughts.

"This is a good offer. I must say." Demeter liked the letter.

"I think so too. We don't meddle with him and he will correct the world. Win-win for us." Alfida also liked the proposition.

"But we are Gods. He can't just order us around." Rameses was angry as always.

"Calm down your anger for once and think about it. He will do things his way and we will get good results." Chrysus, the Thunder God, also agreed with Demeter and Alfida.

"What do you think?" Demeter asked Altor.

The God of Death looked up and sighed.

"What I am more afraid of, is his method. How will he correct the world? If he kept killing then there won't be anyone left alive to worship us. That's our loss.

And his letter, he didn't even say that he was awaiting our reply. He already made a decision.

Agreed