FOUR DESTROYER OF MONSTER SYSTEM

Episode 8: Echo K Driver Begins

Location Update:

The strength of the Glove was believed to be straight ahead, likely in the Atlantic Ocean. But as Dess carefully examined Cargo's map, his eyes narrowed.

Something wasn't right.

The markings suggested that the real path wasn't straight—it was to the left.

Without hesitation, Dess gripped the controls of Echo K and suddenly twisted the ship hard left.

The entire airship rumbled, causing a sharp tilt that made some loose objects slide across the floor.

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Aboard Echo K – The Calm Before the Storm

Inside the airship, the atmosphere was lively.

After the chaos of the previous mission, everyone was enjoying themselves—laughing, drinking, and momentarily forgetting about their troubles.

But in the middle of the celebration, one person sat in complete silence.

Dess.

He didn't laugh. He didn't drink. He didn't even move.

His eyes were locked on the map, his fingers tapping lightly against the armrest of his chair. Calculating. Thinking. Plotting.

Sitting nearby, Tomo noticed his unusual behavior.

She turned toward Grasper, her voice carrying concern.

"Hey, why did you two start quarreling this morning?"

Grasper, leaning back with his arms crossed, let out a short scoff.

"Ask him." He didn't even bother looking at Dess.

Tomo frowned. She hated when there was tension in the group.

Determined to get some answers, she walked over to Dess.

She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, her tone soft and reassuring.

"Hey, what happened?" she asked.

Dess didn't answer.

He sat there like a statue, his gaze still fixed forward.

Tomo sighed and leaned closer.

"Okay, fine. Don't tell me." She smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "But come enjoy with us! We're your team, right?"

Finally, Dess responded.

"Okay…" he muttered, his voice oddly calm. "I will enjoy."

The others exchanged confused glances.

But then, his voice shifted.

"But…" he smirked. "Sit first."

Something in his tone sent a slight chill through the room.

Despite their unease, everyone sat down.

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The Unexpected Twist – Dess' Insanity Unleashed

Dess turned toward Tomo, his expression unreadable.

"Hey, Tomo…" he began in a slow, unsettling tone.

"Do you know why we were quarreling?"

Before she could respond—

Echo K suddenly swerved left.

The ship tilted violently.

Drinks spilled, chairs scraped against the floor, and people grabbed onto whatever they could.

The room filled with the sounds of alarms blaring and objects clattering across the floor.

And then—

Dess let out a horrifying, psychotic laugh.

"THAT'S WHY!!!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! FUCK YOU!!!!!"

His laughter pierced the room, wild and unhinged.

The joy in the air vanished instantly.

Everyone froze.

Their eyes widened in shock as they turned toward Dess, who was now laughing like a deranged maniac.

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Grasper Snaps – The Fight Begins

Without hesitation—

Grasper lunged at Dess.

His fist crashed into Dess' face, sending him flying backward into a table.

THUD!

The table shattered from the impact.

Blood splattered onto the floor.

But the craziest part?

Dess was still laughing.

Grasper clenched his fists. His face was furious.

He stormed forward and punched Dess again.

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

Every hit landed harder than the last.

Blood splattered with each punch.

Dess' face was a mess of bruises and crimson.

Yet—

He never stopped laughing.

His teeth were red, his cheeks were swollen, and his eyes gleamed with madness.

"HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Tomo stood frozen.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"DESS! STOP!" she cried.

But Dess wasn't listening.

He turned his bloodied face toward Grasper and grinned.

"You're just a servant of humans."

His voice was raspy, yet filled with eerie confidence.

"But me? HELL NO!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

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Meanwhile… Feto's Comedic Moment

While absolute chaos unfolded, one person remained completely unbothered.

Feto.

Sitting on the couch, sipping his drink, he casually observed the madness like he was watching a live-action TV show.

He took a sip.

Paused.

Muttered, "Damn… they really going at it."

Another sip.

He lazily glanced at Grasper, who was furiously punching Dess, and at Dess, who was bleeding but laughing like a lunatic.

Feto glanced at his drink.

Then back at the fight.

Then back at his drink.

And shrugged.

"Eh. Not my problem."

And with that, he continued drinking.

A small ice cube clinked in his glass as he took another sip, completely detached from the insanity around him.

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The Aftermath – What Comes Next?

Grasper panted, his knuckles dripping with blood—a mix of his and Dess'.

He looked down at Dess, who lay on the ground, his breath heavy but his smirk still intact.

His eyes—

They still glowed with insanity.

Then, to everyone's shock—

Dess slowly started standing up.

Despite the brutal beating, he refused to stay down.

Even with his face battered, he still wore that twisted smile.

"This… is just the beginning," he muttered.

His voice was low but filled with eerie confidence.

And for the first time—

Grasper felt something strange.

A feeling he wasn't used to.

A feeling he hated.

Fear.

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End of Episode 8

To be continued...

Guys i will upload nore eps two days later bacause i am working on my CHAINS OF WATER book so sorry for this but you may watch this book