Chapter 64 - Pride

Karl's grip on his phone tightened. His pulse roared in his ears, drowning out even the sound of the rain outside. Chillie Jean's words slithered into his mind like a poisonous whisper, wrapping around his thoughts, warping them, shaping them into something dark and unrecognizable.

Record everything.

Make him watch.

Make him suffer.

Karl exhaled through his nose, his breath coming out slow, measured. Every fiber of his being was screaming at him to do something. Anything. But this… this was dangerous. This wasn't just revenge. This was a different level of cruelty.

His thumb hovered over the screen. The Common Sense Manipulation App flickered in the dim light of his apartment, waiting for its master's command.

Chillie Jean's voice hummed through the speaker again, her tone dripping with amusement.

"Oh my, what's wrong? Second thoughts? Don't tell me you're suddenly growing a conscience, Karl~"

Karl clenched his jaw. "Shut up."